《The Cursed Lycan's Plus-size Obsession 》全部章節：第 51 章 - 第 60 章

Levante, The afternoon sun felt warmer. I looked up at the faint moon still hanging in the sky behind the orange clouds. The full moon night had been only four days ago. I took a deep breath and walked inside. In the last ten days, I had not felt cautious when I walked these halls, nor had I hesitated. If Rosalie had not ruined the experience, I would not have walked here with any guilt. By the time I reached the King's throne room, the loud voices inside carried clearly through the heavy doors. "This is monstrous behaviour. Has he ever reconsidered the fact that disfigurement can ruin our children's future?" It was Mr. Wilson, one of the richest tech CEOs. His words rang with self-important authority. "That's right. We demand an answer!" another voice joined, sharp and indignant. I could not place the speaker. The guards opened the doors for me. The giant steel doors groaned loudly, announcing my arrival. My black robe swayed with the sharp movements of my stride. The

Lycans were naturally proud creatures, especially those with pure blood and raw strength. They could endure almost anything except humiliation and embarrassment. Those cut deeper than any silver blade.Savannah Heartstone was not only a striking beauty but also sharp and intelligent. Yet her loyalty to Rosalie ran ironclad, untouchable by reason or consequence.Mr. Heartstone stormed into the VIP ward, his expression thunderous. The muscle in his jaw twitched violently, as if he were grinding his teeth hard enough to crack them. The few nurses nearby shrank back against the walls, eyes averted. No one dared meet his gaze."Dad!" Savannah's face brightened the moment she saw him. She pushed herself up slightly in the bed, her eyes shining with relief. He had always been her anchor, closer to her than her mother ever was. Tears welled up unbidden. Justice was finally here. She was sure of it."Dad, I missed—"The slap landed with a sharp crack that echoed through the sterile room. Her

Serenity, I placed the bouquet of Moon flowers in the vase, staring at their beautiful yet dangerously addictive appearance. They were brighter and more layered than the ordinary Moon flowers that bloomed around the Moon Oracle or the mountains, petals glowing with an almost ethereal silver light, as if they carried secrets from the night sky itself. While studying their delicate veins, I heard footsteps behind me. “Serenity!” Levante walked into the living room, carrying a few more flowers fresh from the greenhouse. “Here.” I smiled. “Thank you.” He didn’t say anything else, simply watching as I arranged them among the others. His gaze felt heavy, thoughtful. The way he stood there, broad shoulders relaxed yet alert, his dark eyes following every small movement of my hands as I adjusted the stems, spoke volumes without a single word. Then, after a long pause, he spoke. “I was wondering if you could go with me somewhere.” I paused mid-arrangement and turned to him. “Where?”

As the night deepened into a bleeding nightmare, the Mansion of the Archimage lit up with its dark magic and ceaseless activity.Lumina, obsessed with finishing the work that the former Archimage had failed to complete with her uncle, worked tirelessly using Serenity's blood.Two subordinates walked into her lab, staring at her with disappointment. They held test tubes in their hands, their fingers shaking."Your Highness," one of them called nervously from behind as she dropped a single small droplet of Serenity's blood into another mixture of blood and herbs.She looked up, meeting their eyes. "Is it done?""No. Her blood is rejecting everything. Even magic doesn't help at all."Her expression darkened. "Have you tried everyone's blood?" she asked, her voice dropping dangerously low."We have five more she-lycans waiting. But most of the royal blood has rejected Serenity's blood."Lumina's expression grew even darker. "The blood should at least accept the lycan blood. She is a werew

Serenity,I could not sleep at all last night. The room I stayed in was enormous, just like Levante's, with a private pool connected to it, a small kitchen, and an open bath that let in the cool night air and the quiet rustle of leaves outside. Any other time, I might have felt like a child discovering treasure. That girl who once collected scraps from the streets, ran odd jobs, and endured beatings from the shop owner who accused her of stealing would have danced around such luxury.Instead, bitterness filled every corner of my mind. Life had wounded me too deeply. Learning that I was a child of sin, born from a forbidden act and cursed by the Moon Goddess herself, turned even simple gratitude into something hollow and mocking. Every breath reminded me how little time I might have left.I knew every life carried its own purpose. The creator had set down rules and paths for us all, separate from the Moon Goddess. My father always said we would leave this world once we fulfilled that