บททั้งหมดของ The Lycan King Faceless Mate: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Margaux The wooden door of the supply room clicked shut. Margot was gone.I looked down at the floor. The white towels I had been carrying were scattered across the concrete. I stood still for exactly ten seconds, letting the silence of the room wash over me.Margot had made her threats. She had pressed her hand against my chest and gripped my wrist. But as I stood there in the quiet room, I realized something important.I was not afraid of her.I checked the feeling again, searching my mind the way a soldier checks their gear before a march. It was true. There was no fear in me. I was cautious, yes. I was strategic. I knew I had to be careful. But Margot did not scare me anymore. Five years ago, her anger would have made me cry. Now, it just felt like extra noise.I bent down, picked up the clean towels one by one, and shook the dust off them. I stacked them neatly back into the wicker basket.When I stepped back into the service corridor, the air was cool. I walked toward the laund

I knelt on the damp grass near the stone wall, pulling my thin jacket tighter around my shoulders. I had a small metal trowel in my hand, and I began to dig into the soil to gather the roots the cook had asked for.As I worked, something shifted.It did not feel like an explosion. There was no sudden rush of heat or dramatic strength. It felt as if a heavy wooden door inside my mind, a door I did not even know was locked, had quietly moved open by one single inch.My wolf, which had been silent and flat for a while , slowly lifted its head.Suddenly, the cold air around me changed. It was no longer just cold. It was full of information. I could feel the distance between the trees. I could hear the faint, trickle of the water fountains three hundred yards away. I could smell the metal of the outer gates and the distant, cold stone of the mountains.All my life, living so close to Margot had thinned everything inside me. Her presence had always acted like a blanket, smothering my own na

Dorian I could not sleep, so I left my bedroom and walked down the quiet hallway toward my private study. As I turned the corner into the carpeted corridor, I saw her. She was walking quietly, holding a folded white sheet against her chest. She had not heard me coming yet. In that split second, before her eyes lifted to mine, my wolf moved. It did not ask for permission. It surged forward with absolute certainty, recognizing her completely. Before my mind could talk me out of it, I stepped into her path. I moved slowly, keeping my hands where she could see them so I would not startle her. I reached out and gently took the heavy sheet from her hands, setting it down on the wooden bench beside us. "Wait," I said softly. She froze under my touch, but she did not pull away. Her body went completely still, the kind of stillness that comes when someone has already decided not to run. I placed one hand against the side of her neck, my fingers sliding under her uniform collar. R

Margaux I sat on the edge of my narrow bed with both hands pressed flat over the side of my neck. Under my fingers, the mark pulsed with a deep, steady warmth. It was quiet now, completely satisfied after months of being starved, but the rest of my mind was a mess.I looked down at my muddy shoes resting on the small rug. I could not lie to myself about what had just happened in that hallway.For three years in Ashmere, I had survived by making cold, careful choices. I had learned to think five steps ahead of everyone else. But ten minutes ago, in the dark corridor outside his study, I had let the darkness, his closeness, and the pull of the bond push all my common sense aside.The result was sitting right here in this small room. My mark was no longer cold. My wolf was no longer wild or pacing in my head. It was lying down, happy and full, while my real situation had become ten times more dangerous than it was yesterday.The door of my room creaked open an inch.I pulled my hands do

Margaux Celia’s message took two whole days to arrive on my burner phone. When the screen finally lit up in the middle of the night, I opened it with cold fingers.Three more weeks.I stared at the three words on the small screen for a long time before deleting the text. Three weeks felt like a lifetime in a palace where the King was watching every hallway and Margot was looking for any reason to destroy me. But I had survived three years alone in Ashmere, hiding in plain sight without a single person to help me. I could manage three weeks.I slipped the phone back under my mattress, pulled my uniform collar up, and got out of bed to start my morning shift.In the kitchen prep room, the air was warm and smelled of fresh bread and vegetable soup. Cherry, a young human girl with bright eyes and red hair who worked the morning shift with me, was busy scrubbing carrots at the metal sink."You're up early, Mara," Cherry said, turning around and wiping her wet hands on her apron. "I though