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Chapter 81: The Revelation I Didn’t Want to Hear

**Krimson**“Does Lyra plan to stop Rowan and Mikail from destroying their packs?”Tharion’s question was direct, blunt—like a poorly aimed blow.I stared at him.There was no smile on my lips. There were no jokes to soften the truth.“Lyra doesn’t plan to go back to stop them,” I finally blurted out, my voice as weary as his face. “But she is considering leaving… alone.”I saw his body tense. For a second, I saw his soul freeze.“What did you say?” he asked, though I knew he’d heard it all.His tone was hollow, as if the truth were already there and he just wanted to avoid it.“She’s leaving these lands,” I repeated, this time more quietly. “She says it’s been enough. That she can’t bear the weight of what she’s caused.” And with the twins about to arrive, she’s considering leaving for neutral territory. Where no one knows her, where she doesn’t have to choose between one Alpha and another.I watched him sit down as if his legs could no longer hold him up. And for the first time in a

Chapter 82: The Weight of Shadows and Decisions

**Lyra**I was folding my last blanket when I heard footsteps outside the tent. I stopped, holding my breath.I didn’t need to look. I knew it was him.“Lyra.”His voice was brief, almost a whisper. Just enough to announce his presence.He didn’t wait for a reply before stepping inside. I saw him out of the corner of my eye, standing in the doorway, his gaze fixed on the small bag where I kept my things.There weren’t many—as few as the times I’d ever felt truly at peace.He took a few steps closer. The air grew thick.“Are you packing?”I swallowed. I couldn’t hold his gaze for long.His eyes… something in them had changed. Cold, yes. But also tense. As if a contained storm were raging inside him.I straightened up, still clutching the blanket in my hands.“Are you going to stop me?”The question came out shakier than I’d intended. But I couldn’t help it.His presence stirred everything inside me.I saw him hesitate. Just for a moment. But long enough for my chest to tighten.“No,” h

Chapter 83: No One Said It Would Be Easy

**Sienna**The consequences of the war between Moonfang and Silverbane were dragging us all down.The roads were blocked, resources were scarce, and my family… my father… was trapped in a foreign land, unable to return.All because of one person.Lyra Blackthorne.I didn’t care about her last name or that she had once been the daughter of a powerful Alpha. She had been degraded. Rejected. Branded a slave.Her leaving seemed to me the best thing that could have happened to us. But the fact that even from a distance she continued to cause chaos… turned my stomach.My father asked me as if it were a plea disguised as an order: “Persuade Mikail, make him see how senseless this is.”And I tried. With all the sweetness and persuasion that characterized me.“Mikail,” I’d said to him that afternoon in the war room. “Stop this.” “How much longer are you going to let that woman destroy what you worked so hard to build?”His gaze hardened.“Stay out of this, Sienna. This isn’t your business.”“H

Chapter 84: The Reason for Everything

**Tharion**I arrived just in time.When I saw her on the ground, curled up, her hands shielding her belly and her face contorted with pain, I felt my heart stop.I had imagined the moment I would see her again many times… but not like this. Not trembling, not wounded.Not with the threat of death so close.I wrapped her in my arms without thinking, feeling her cling to me as if I were the only thing standing firm in the midst of a crumbling world.My chest swelled with relief. She was alive. They were alive.I wanted so badly to kiss her, to hold her tight, to promise her that nothing bad would ever touch her again. To tell her she wasn’t alone, that she never would be again.But I held back.Then, her voice… so soft, so fragile… pierced me like a warm breeze.“Thank you for being here,” she whispered, as if saying it any louder might shatter the moment.I gave a barely perceptible smile. But inside… inside, I felt like I could breathe again.I nodded to my men. I wasn’t going to let

Chapter 85: Broken Crowns, Living Promises

**Mikail*The battlefield was drenched in blood, smoke, and defeat.The Moonfang pack had crumbled before us, unable to sustain their attack much longer.I seized the advantage, just as I knew I would. They didn’t know our lands as well as we did. And Rowan, arrogant as ever, failed to foresee that entering Silverbane without an escape plan was suicide.But it wasn’t a clean victory.The dagger pierced my side like liquid fire. Silver.I fell to my knees with a muffled growl. I felt the flesh burn and the poison coursing through my veins.My men rushed to me instantly, and before the darkness swallowed me, I saw the eyes of one of them fill with sheer panic.I woke up in my bed, cold sweat clinging to my body. The physician was removing a blood-soaked cloth, while the healer burned sacred herbs on a tray.“You can’t go on,” the physician told me. “If you push your body again, the silver could kill you. You need at least three days of rest.”I growled through clenched teeth.“Rowan wil

Chapter 86: Mine, Even If He Doesn’t Know It

**Lyra**I hadn’t expected that response from Tharion.I had just stood there staring at him, unsure if I’d heard correctly.Was he really not going to stop me? Wasn’t he going to tell me it was crazy to talk to Mikail and Rowan in the middle of a war?Because it was. Totally crazy.I was pregnant, with a rounded, sensitive belly. I couldn’t put myself in the middle of a conflict where two Alphas might be willing to do anything to win.And even though I didn’t say it out loud, I didn’t want them to know about the babies. Not yet.She knew them too well… they’d surely want to hold her back, use her as leverage, argue over who the father was.But Tharion…Conflict was etched on his face, his eyes dark with what he didn’t say, and yet… he’d told her he wouldn’t leave her alone. That he’d be there, even if he didn’t agree.Was King Lycan some kind of god?He was protective, benevolent, generous. Warm. Everything Mikail and Rowan hadn’t quite been, even if they wanted to pretend to be.Tha

Chapter 87: The Enemy’s Footsteps

**Lyra**The camp kitchen smelled heavenly.“That King Lycan is even more stubborn than I am…” I murmured with a smile, as I tasted one of the dishes that the chef hired by Tharion had prepared exclusively for me.I didn’t know which one to choose. Every bite was better than the last, as if heaven itself had melted into spices and was being served on silver trays.I closed my eyes in delight.“Moon Goddess… what a delight,” I murmured ecstatically. “I could eat like this forever.”“You seem happy and radiant today, my girl,” Ava’s warm voice snapped me out of my sweet reverie.I stood up immediately and kissed her cheek.“You’re imagining things, Ava. I’m just grateful to satisfy this hunger with something truly delicious,” I told her with a laugh, gently caressing my belly.“That Tharion is doing everything he can to keep you happy,” she remarked mischievously. “He truly cares about you… and the babies.”My heart began to race. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my composure.“He… is k

Chapter 88: Love Doesn’t Come Back with Apologies

**Mikail**I was in bed, my ribs bandaged and my body aching, but nothing hurt more than the damn wait.I’d been holding my cell phone for almost an hour, staring at the screen as if it were about to explode at any moment.I just needed Krimson to answer. To tell me yes, that she was finally going to talk to me.Getting my ex-beta’s number wasn’t easy. I paid a spy a fortune to get it for me, and even then I wasn’t sure it would work.But it was worth it. It was all worth it if I could hear her voice again.I had faith—or maybe just hope—that Lyra would want to hear from me. Especially with the war looming, and the tragic consequences it had brought.With any luck, she might even come see me. I could dream, couldn’t I?Though something didn’t add up. The Sienna thing. Why would she—of all people—go looking for Lyra after all this time? What the hell was she up to?I couldn’t help but feel a mix of curiosity and unease, but I shook my head. I wouldn’t think about that now. All I cared

Chapter 89: The Truth Between the Lines

**Tharion**I watched as Lyra exploded and her eyes flashed with fury.Her ragged breathing, the biting tone in her voice, the trembling in her hands… It was all a clear manifestation of her pain, her disappointment… and her anger.“What did my poor phone ever do to deserve this?” Krimson muttered, picking up the broken device with a grimace. “I just bought it, poor baby.”I held back a smile at his words and sorrowful expression, but I focused on Lyra and her well-being.My fists clenched tightly at my sides. Damn Mikail.I warned him, told him not to provoke her, not to reopen wounds that were just beginning to heal. And yet, he went and acted like a complete jerk again.For a second, I feared Lyra would let herself be swayed. That she’d agree to go to Silverbane, that her heart would soften.But no, she was firm. She yelled at him that there was no future between them, that she didn’t want him anywhere near her.Those words gave me a thousand years of life.“Well done…” I whispered

Chapter 90: A King’s Confession

**Lyra**I froze when I heard him.“Do you still have feelings for Mikail Drakov?” Tharion repeated, his eyes meeting mine with a mixture of pain and restrained hope.My chest tightened. My lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.What did I feel for Mikail?I couldn’t bear to see him standing before me right then without screaming at him everything he’d done to me, everything he’d promised me… and then thrown away.But love? Still?I lowered my gaze, feeling the knot in my stomach grow, clinging like thorns. The wound was still somewhat fresh, oozing disappointment.“No,” I murmured at first, and then lifted my face to meet his gaze. “What I feel for Mikail isn’t love.”Tharion said nothing, but his silence pressed even harder against my chest. He seemed to be bracing for the worst, as if he feared I might contradict myself at any moment.“I’m angry,” I continued. “I feel sadness and rage… over all the promises he made to me and never kept. He led me on as if my feelings were a g

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