Chapter 1

Rosalia POVMy eyes flew open and the first thing I saw was a ceiling I had not seen in three years.No. That wasn't right. I had never stopped seeing this ceiling because in my timeline, I was already dead. Twenty five years old, eaten alive from the inside by a wasting illness that nobody in this godforsaken Lycan Territory bothered to treat, and buried in a grave that I was pretty sure nobody visited.So why was I staring at my old wedding chamber?I sat up so fast that the silk sheets slid off my body, and that was when I noticed the nightgown. Sheer. Purple. So thin that you could see everything underneath it, and I mean everything. I remembered this nightgown. I had burned it the morning after my disastrous wedding night because wearing it had been the single most humiliating moment of my entire miserable life."Your Majesty, you look absolutely radiant this morning."The voice hit me like cold water. I turned my head slowly toward the woman standing at my bedside with a silver

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Chapter 2

Rosalia POVThe door opened slowly, and the Lycan King stepped into my chamber like he was walking into a battlefield instead of his wife's bedroom.Dante Vittorio Castellano. Six foot four. Shoulders wide enough to block out the hallway behind him. Silver white hair that fell past his jaw, framing a face so sharp and cold it could have been carved from marble. His ice blue eyes swept the room once before landing on me, and the expression on his face was exactly how I remembered it.Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not a flicker of warmth, not a trace of interest, not even basic human acknowledgment that his new wife was standing in front of him wearing a nightgown so thin she might as well have been naked.In my first life, this moment had destroyed me. I had spent hours preparing, agonizing over my hair and my skin and whether he would find me beautiful. When he walked in and looked at me with those dead, frozen eyes, I had felt my entire sense of worth crumble to dust. He had stood at

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CHAPTER 3

Rosalia POVThe silence stretched between us like a wire pulled too tight.Dante had not moved. He had not spoken. He had not even blinked. The mighty Lycan King, the most terrifying man in every room he had ever walked into, stood at the foot of my bed looking like someone had driven a sword straight through his chest and forgotten to pull it out.I kept my expression flat. Arms folded. Chin lifted. Everything about my posture screamed that I was serious, that this was not some emotional outburst from a scared bride, and that I had thought this through carefully.Which I had. Three years of misery gave a woman plenty of time to think."Well?" I let the word drop between us like a stone into a frozen lake. "Do we have a deal?"Say something. SAY SOMETHING. Open your mouth and say something before she thinks you agree. Why can't I move? Why can't I breathe? She's leaving. My wife is LEAVING. On our WEDDING NIGHT.His jaw worked silently, the muscles along his neck coiling and flexing a

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Chapter 4

ROSALIA'S POVMorning came, and with it, the Lycan King returned.I had spent the entire night tossing and turning, my mind replaying every thought I had pulled from Dante's head like a broken record that refused to stop spinning. He loved me. He was terrified of me. He wanted to hold me but was convinced his hands would crush my bones. It was the most ridiculous, heartbreaking, infuriating thing I had ever heard, and I still hadn't decided whether to feel sorry for him or strangle him with the bedsheets.When the door opened and he walked in carrying a tray of breakfast, I blinked in genuine surprise. In my first life, I hadn't seen this man at a meal table in my presence for six straight months. Now here he was, awkwardly holding a silver platter of fruit and bread like a soldier who had been handed a baby and had no idea which end to support."You brought me breakfast," I observed, sitting up against the pillows."You need to eat." His voice was stiff, clipped, completely devoid of

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Chapter 5

The silence after his little speech hung in the air like smoke.Dante was still standing with his back half turned to me, his massive shoulders locked tight, his jaw clenched so hard I could hear his teeth grinding from across the room. He had just told me he would never touch me unless I asked, and he clearly meant every single word.Which was exactly why I was about to ask him to do something that would completely destroy whatever was left of his self control."I need you to mark me," I told him, and my voice came out far steadier than I expected.His entire body went stiff. Slowly, like a man hearing a sound he couldn't quite believe, he turned his head just enough to look at me over his shoulder. His ice blue eyes were wide, confused, and absolutely drowning in panic."What?" The word came out rough, barely a whisper."Mark me." I held his gaze without flinching. "Your people look at me like I'm a stain on this estate. Your servants won't meet my eyes. Your guards step aside when

Last Updated : 2026-10-23

All Chapters of I Died as His Queen, Now I Can Hear His Thoughts: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

CHAPTER 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5