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EVELYNThe palace finally quieted long after midnight. But my mind didn’t.I stood near the bedroom window wrapped in one of Keiran’s dark robes while moonlight spilled across the floor beneath my bare feet. Outside, the kingdom still glowed faintly under silver lanterns, unaware that by tomorrow morning, everything could change.My position.Keiran’s throne.Our future.My hand trembled slightly as I lifted it toward the moonlight.That was the terrifying part.After the partial shift, my body no longer felt fragile or suppressed. The power beneath my skin had sharpened into something alive now. Restless. Breathing. Waiting.Even my senses had changed.I could hear distant guards changing positions outside the palace gates.Could smell rain approaching miles away. Could feel Keiran before he even entered the room.The doors opened quietly behind me.“There you are.”His voice settled over me like warmth itself.I closed my eyes briefly.“Try hiding from me again?”“I wasn’t hiding.”

EVELYNI didn’t trust the meeting.Not the location or the timing. And definitely not the sudden request from Mikaela North.The secluded garden behind the eastern palace wing sat unnaturally quiet beneath the late afternoon sun, surrounded by high stone walls and carefully trimmed hedges tall enough to hide an assassin if someone wanted one.Which meant Keiran hated this entire idea.“I still don’t like this,” he muttered beside me for the fourth time since we arrived.“You’ve said that already.”“And I meant it every single time.”A small smile threatened my mouth despite the tension twisting through me.Heavy guards stood around the garden perimeter exactly as Keiran ordered, their eyes constantly scanning the area while Uriel lingered near the archway entrance pretending not to supervise.Pretending badly.Keiran adjusted the dagger strapped beneath my sleeve one final time.“If anything feels wrong..”“I know.”“You leave immediately.”“I know.”“You don’t try handling it yoursel

EVELYNI couldn’t breathe properly after the verdict. The moment we returned to our chambers, I turned toward Keiran so fast the doors had barely shut behind us.“This is insane.”Keiran pulled off his gloves slowly like he hadn’t just been sentenced to ritual combat in front of the entire kingdom.“I’ve survived worse.”“That isn’t comforting.”“It should be.”“It really shouldn’t.”Frustration and fear tangled violently inside my chest while I paced across the room. My wolf was restless again, reacting to my emotions in dangerous little waves beneath my skin.Three days.Three days until Gareth tried killing Keiran publicly under the guise of ancient law.My stomach twisted painfully. Keiran watched me quietly for a moment before speaking.“You’re shaking.”“Because they basically handed Gareth permission to attack you.”“He’s been trying to attack me for months.”“This is different.”“Yes.”The calmness in his voice only irritated me more.I turned sharply toward him.“You could d

EVELYNBy the next morning, my entire body hurt. Not the soft ache from Keiran’s touch. Not the lingering soreness from training. This was deeper.Like the wolf beneath my skin had spent all night clawing against bone trying to break free.“Again.”Lira’s voice echoed sharply across the training chamber.I tightened my grip on the wooden staff in my hand and forced myself upright despite the trembling in my muscles.Sweat slid down my spine while silver flickered dangerously at the edge of my vision.Breathe.Control it.Own it.I lunged forward again. Lira blocked the strike instantly.“Your emotions are still driving the wolf.”“I’m trying.”“You’re suppressing,” she corrected coldly. “Not controlling.”I stepped back breathing harder now.“That’s easy for you to say.”“No, it isn’t.”For once, her voice softened slightly.“You think I don’t remember what it felt like fearing myself?”That made me pause.Lira rarely spoke about herself. The older woman circled me slowly.“The white

EVELYNThe arena felt alive. Not in a good way.The massive stone structure trembled with noise as thousands of voices echoed through the kingdom’s ceremonial grounds, nobles and warriors packed tightly into the towering seats while banners whipped violently beneath the gray afternoon sky.Everyone had come to witness blood. Some came hoping Keiran would win. Others came hoping Gareth would finally tear him from the throne.And somewhere in the middle of all that chaos…I sat frozen in the royal box trying not to lose control of the creature clawing beneath my skin.Queen Vivian sat beside me with her expression carved from stone while Uriel stood directly behind us, tense enough to snap.Below us, the arena gates slowly opened and Keiran stepped inside. The crowd erupted instantly.My heartbeat stumbled painfully.God.He looked terrifying.Dark combat leathers clung tightly to his body while black markings spread faintly across his throat beneath the collar of his tunic, evidence of