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"I wanted to see for myself." "You're watching someone's private training session without being asked," I said. "I am," he agreed. "Rude of me. I'd apologize but you'd be able to tell I didn't mean it." Aldric, who had been watching this exchange with the calm interest of a man who had met most things in his long life and categorized them accurately, said: "Rowan was Caius's closest ally before the Tethering. He has been avoiding Ironveil for three years because he couldn't do anything useful and he disliked being useless."

"I like her company. Since I am joining the Moonsong crew, I need someone I trust to watch my back. Elowyn is perfect for the job." Rowan’s face turns dark red. He lunges forward, his large hand reaching to grab my wrist, but I step back, letting his fingers claw empty air. "If you have something to say, say it fast," I snap. "As the wife of the Alpha King, I have to keep my distance from other males. I don't have time for your tantrums." "You have gone completely mad!" Rowan roars, his claws sliding out. "What right do you have to hire her without my seal?"

I mutter with a light frown, and Elijah smirks. Eroz is another powerful kingdom like Fenrisa ruled by its Alpha King and has different packs under it just like us. Their kingdom is famous for its spices and Fenrisa had a peaceful allegiance with them, importing spices from them. “Why did they have a battle?” I ask. As long as I remember, King Rowan had a good relationship with the King of Eroz. “Rowan was found forcing himself on King Eroz’s younger daughter, the princess of Eroz, Miya Sallinger. Then he killed her.”

I took a step back, my heart hammering in my chest. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, panic rising in my throat. How could she accuse me of such a thing? “I didn’t—” “Oh, come now!” Coral interrupted, her voice growing louder. “We all know you were desperate to secure your place as Luna. With Alpha George gone, no one stands in your way. You had the motive, Rowena.” I shook my head furiously, my eyes darting to Nathan, who was standing near the edge of the crowd, looking the angriest you had ever seen him.

"How can I be forming a new mate bond when I'm still technically bound to Raymond?" "Your bond with Raymond is nearly gone," Elena pointed out. "And if what Marcus discovered is true—if it was never a true mate bond to begin with—the Goddess might be correcting an imbalance." Later that night, Kane sought me out, clearly intending to apologize for our earlier argument. He found me in the library, researching previous cases of mate bond dissolution. "Aurora, about today—" he began, but stopped mid-sentence as his eyes fixed on my neck, where I'd deliberately left the collar open enough to reveal both the faded mark and the new silver crescent.

I challenge him, hoping my slightly shaky voice doesn't reveal how scared I am. He smiles at me. “We’ll see.” The moment we reach the open field, Rowan is already waiting. His arms are crossed behind his back, stance formal and unreadable. His eyes sweep over us like we’re objects, not people. “In light of recent events,” he says, “we’re restructuring the partner system.” A few people exchange glances. He doesn’t pause. “Alex will now partner with Zara Wynne.” I blink. What? I glance at Alex. He looks… annoyed. But unsurprised.

But it seemed he was in his head, and I needed to know what he was thinking—because Raven looked insanely like her mother and I know he saw it too. Although Rowan wasn’t a direct bloodline to the throne, Ophelia and my aunt were best friends and aunt was Rowan’s godmother so I was sure her face was etched in his memory considering he had just seen Raven now again.

“They want us to understand… that Rowan’s influence didn’t die with him. His family, his followers—they’re still active. And now we’re seeing the proof.” Bryan clenched his fists. “So this Heir… are they related to Rowan? A sibling? A cousin? Someone we know?” I shook my head slowly. “I don’t know yet. But Rowan must have prepared them. Trained them. And judging by that wolf… their power, their cunning… they’re formidable.” My gaze swept over the forest, the shifting shadows, every hint of movement. “We’ve only seen the first trace of it. The threat is just beginning.”

The way her gaze lingered on me, even for a moment, sent a spike of fire through me. The bond pulsed, sharp and insistent, reminding me she was mine, but also that she could feel everything I felt, could sense every strain, every flare of frustration, every beat of my heart under stress. A hand brushed my shoulder—Rowan, who had remained nearby since the allied pack’s visit. His eyes met mine briefly, cool, unreadable. I didn’t lower my guard. Not even for a second. “Kael! Enough hesitation!” Darius bellowed. “Focus! Now!”

"The Silver Bane is a fine lineage, but it is stagnant. You need the Blight to truly become gods. And you, Elias... you were my greatest success. Did you really think you escaped me?" Rhea froze. She turned to Elias, who was standing as still as a statue, his face a mask of horror. "Elias?" she whispered. "I... I was the first," Elias said, his voice trembling. "Before I was a rogue... I was a subject. He didn't just find me, Rhea. He made me." The Alchemist smiled, a thin, cruel line. "And now, I’ve come to collect my property. Along with his new mate. Imagine the offspring, Rhea. A natural-born Alpha crossed with a Blight-King. We will rule the world from these shadows."