Novel-novel oleh FRANKOPHONE

Damian's POV“I did what I had to do,” he said with zero remorse. “To protect the kingdom. To keep the power from falling into the wrong hands. If I had told them that it was Kael who destroyed it, do you know what would have gone wrong? The kingdom would have fallen apart."“No,” I said through clenched teeth. “You did it to manipulate me. To make sure I was always in your debt. Always loyal. Always scared.”It was silent. He knew I was right. He has done it to have me wrapped under his fingers. To make sure to always stay in control of me.He folded his arms. “And yet you turned out exactly the way I needed you to.”The audacity of his words hit me like a slap. He didn't regret it. He didn't care about me at all and I wondered why I hadn't seen that all these years even before I found out about his manipulation."You don't care about me, Alaric," I said, my voice low and filled with disappointment. "Then why? ...... Why do you save me? Why did you take me in? Why did you have to go

Damian’s POVThe grand hall was as quiet as a grave yard. Too quiet. Too tense. The silence was sharp enough to cut through steel. King Alaric stood like a monument of war and ruthlessness. Not a flicker of emotion appeared on his face. He wasn’t here as a father. He was here as a king. And the venom in his gaze told me he had expected to walk out of here with his son.Too bad I wasn’t going to make it that easy. I'd rather die than do that. Especially not when I had someone to impress. Not when I have someone who desperately seeks justice than anyone else. Elara. She would never forgive me if I let him go. If I do, it would destroy whatever hope that was left for us. So..... I won't succumb to this. Never.“So,” he said finally, his voice low and dangerous, “you’ve chained Kael like a criminal. Beaten him like a dog. Was this your plan all along, Damian? To treat my son like a common criminal?" Then he screamed out loud like I had forgotten Kael's real identity. "Don't forget he's

Damian's POVI stared at him. Stared at my friend, and for a moment, memories of our time in the Rogue kingdom resurfaces. The times we used to hunt together, the times we used to train together and those times where we got into the same academy. Everything was going well until I remembered how manipulative he and his father had handled the relics situation.That single act traumatized me for years. For years I felt like I was cursed, felt like I would bring destruction to the people around me. It was only with the help of Lyra that I was able to regain my self confidence.And since then, I have grown careful of him and his father. Till date, they didn't know I knew the truth about the relics and they often wonder how I changed so much, not knowing that they changed me.“That’s what I’m trying to find out. Because the investigation on Ethan's corpse showed that he was hit with a silver bullet and his wound was infected because it wasn't treated. You can see that it sounds like you ha

Damian’s POVI sat still in my study, the silence in the room pressing getting more suffocating every second. Ethan was dead. The words kept replaying in my mind, mocking me with every echo.He was dead. Dead just like that. Dead without any explanation. Dead like a chicken. Ethan was a still a young boy for fuck sake.I ran my hand over my face, trying to chase away his reflection from my imagination. Ethan was more than a warrior. He was one of the few people I trusted—trained, molded, and handpicked to serve me and watch Elara when I thought she couldn’t be trusted. And now, he is gone.Something dark coiled up in my chest. I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that he must have died because of this whole issues. If I hadn't ordered him to watch over Elara, would he still be alive?I hadn't expected it to hit me this hard. I hadn’t expected the loss to feel so painful and so… personal. But it did. It hit me so hard that I was traumatised and I remembered my family's death. The pa

Elara's POVThe guards at the dungeon entrance stiffened the moment they saw me approach. Fear etched on their faces as they exchanged glances. But I was unbothered.“I need to see him,” I said. “Now.”One of them who seemed to be courageous enough stepped forward, blocking my way. “Luna, we have orders from Alpha Damian. No one goes in without clearance.”“Move,” I growled, voice deadly low.They didn’t. My hand tightened around the dagger. I took a step forward, chest heaving.“I said. Move.”Still, they didn’t budge. They didn't care if I lunged at them or not. They were willing to die. Damian must have issued them a strict warning never to let me in at all costs.Then, behind me, a deep familiar voice broke the tension. “Elara. Stop.”Damian. I turned slowly, not bothering to hide the fury on my face. “He’s dead,” I spat. “Ethan is dead and I know Kael had something to do with it. And you’re protecting him?”“I’m not protecting anyone,” Damian said quietly, approaching me. “I’m tr

Elara’s POVMaybe I fell to the ground or not, I don't remember. I only realised my knees scraping against the cold hospital floor, my mouth parted in a scream but no sound came out. The hospital walls felt like they were closing in, ripping off the air out of my lungs.“He’s not…” My voice cracked as I sob loudly. “He can’t be gone. He promised....he promised to protect me...."I couldn't finish the statement. His face flashed before my eyes and it seemed like he was just right in front of me. I remember the last time we saw each other in the prison. The way he cupped my face with so much concern on his handsome features and made a vow. "I won't let you die. I'll find a way to save you and the baby. I swear it."Yes, he made me a promise. He promised to save us. He should be here fulfilling his promises and...... not dead. Gomez bent down beside me, uncertain, hesitant, before wrapping his arms around my shoulders. “I’m so sorry, Luna,” he murmured. “I shouldn’t have told you like