Semua Bab The Triplets' Regret: Bowing to Their Luna: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Three months had passed since the heavy iron doors of the dungeon closed on the Duchess.Ninety days of quiet. Ninety days of learning how to take a deep breath without bracing for a sudden, brutal punishment. The triplets and I had slowly settled into a strange, delicate rhythm. It was a careful dance of growing closeness, built entirely on a foundation of mutual respect rather than forced biology. We were not what anyone in our world would call a traditional relationship. We were something entirely different. Something forged in the dark, but finally stepping into the light.The estate greenhouse had remained my absolute sanctuary. Lately, however, it was evolving into something much more significant. Word of my specific herbal remedies had quietly spread far beyond our immediate pack territories. The news was carried by deeply satisfied customers who could not stop raving about the mysterious apothecary. They whispered about a healer who could effortlessly cure lingering ailments t

"We will discuss this later." Jaren’s low tone heavily suggested the argument was far from over. "We will talk after you have had a few hours to truly consider the massive political implications.""I have already considered the implications. My mind is made up." I set the envelope down on my workbench and picked up my pruning shears. "The question on the table is not whether or not I am going. The only question is whether you are going to stand behind me and support me, or stand in my way and oppose me."Thad let out a harsh, humorless laugh. "Support you? You want us to smile and support you while you walk completely unprotected into a potential death trap?""I want you to trust me." I met his blazing eyes steadily, refusing to look away. "I want you to trust me the exact same way I have been desperately learning to trust you. You need to believe that I can handle myself in situations that are not perfectly controlled by your security details.""This is not about a lack of trust." Ka

Two weeks later, I stood frozen in the center of the most exclusive boutique in the city. I was completely surrounded by imported silk, heavy satin, and price tags that could easily feed a pack family for an entire year."This is ridiculous," I muttered under my breath. I eyed a gown that probably cost more than my apothecary would make in six months. "I have perfectly good clothes back at the estate.""You have servant garments at home." Thad was sprawled in a velvet chair just outside my fitting room. He looked incredibly bored, but his sharp eyes meticulously tracked every single movement in the store. "You cannot present your medical work at an international conference dressed like you are about to scrub the floorboards."I really wanted to argue with him. I opened my mouth to fight back, but I could not deny his cold logic. The Consortium conference would be packed with influential healers, wealthy patrons, and highly respected professionals. Appearances mattered heavily in a wor

We were just preparing to leave when a loud commotion at the front entrance shattered the quiet atmosphere of the boutique."This is absolutely unacceptable!" A sharp, heavily entitled voice cut through the air. "I do not care who you are. This is my dedicated appointment time. I will not be pushed aside by some upstart nobody."I turned around. A tall, elegant woman with honey-blonde hair was storming through the front doors. She was flanked by two nervous assistants holding her bags. Her face was twisted into a mask of pure, unfiltered outrage."Madame Laurent." Madame Fontaine rushed forward, her polite voice straining. "I was not aware you had scheduled an appointment for today.""I have an appointment every single week. I have been a loyal client for years." The blonde woman’s sharp eyes aggressively swept the store. They landed directly on me. Her expression instantly morphed into undisguised disgust. "And I see you have decided to replace me with whatever this is."The temperat

I kept my expression perfectly neutral. My posture remained confident, my stride carefully measured. I had spent eighteen years hiding in plain sight. I knew exactly how to become an impenetrable wall even when everyone was actively looking at me.But as I walked up the short wooden stairs to the stage, I felt a distinct shift in the atmosphere. These were not arrogant pack members looking down at a filthy servant. These were educated professionals. They were medical experts who had spent their entire careers studying the exact things I had learned in the dark. They were not here to judge my bloodline. They were here to learn.That realization changed everything. The paralyzing fear in my chest slowly morphed into a sharp, focused adrenaline."Good morning." My voice carried smoothly through the room's excellent acoustics. "I am Cassia Veyn, and I am here today to discuss stress management and cortisol regulation in Alpha wolves."I clicked the small remote in my hand. My very first s