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Chapter Fifty Seven: A Decision To Be Made
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TRINITYThe sunlight filtering through the curtains woke me gently, but as my eyes fluttered open, a wave of confusion rolled over me. I was back in my room, tucked into my bed. The last thing I remembered was falling asleep by the creek, Xerxes by my side. Had he carried me back?I sat up slowly, my mind clouded with questions. The quiet of the palace felt heavy, almost foreboding. Pushing the thoughts aside, I got out of bed, dressed, and wandered into the halls.The corridors stretched before me, silent and empty, until I heard voices coming from the throne room. Curious, I followed the sound. The door was slightly ajar, and when I peeked in, I saw Xerxes, Nasir, and Liam standing in a tight circle, deep in conversation.I hesitated. Their conversation came to a halt and their eyes fell on me. It felt like I was intruding on something important. “Pardon me, I didn't mean to intrude,” I murmured, turning to leave.“Wait. Actually, we’ve been waiting for you,” Nasir called out, stop
HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Seven: A Decision To Be Made
XERXES The night was still and peaceful, the soft babble of the creek the only sound as I watched Trinity sleep. The moonlight filtered through the canopy above, casting a silvery glow over her face. Her features were delicate, relaxed in sleep, a stark contrast to the guarded expression she wore during the day. She looked... serene, almost otherworldly, as though the chaos of her world couldn’t touch her in this moment.So this is what she looked like when she wasn't looking over her shoulder. I felt this strange sensation at the thought.Could it be guilt? I don't know. What I do know is that I should be able to protect her. She should feel safe here with me, not constantly threatened.I leaned back on my elbows, studying her. There was something about her that was quietly captivating—like a puzzle I didn’t quite know how to solve. She wasn’t what I had expected from the woman I thought would be my mate, and certainly not what I had wanted at first. But now... now I wasn’t so sure
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HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty four: You Are Not Alone
TRINITY The sunlight spilling through the tall windows painted the walls of the art room in golden hues. I stood in the middle of the space, utterly captivated by the paintings that surrounded me. Nasir lingered by the door, his arms crossed and his expression carefully neutral, but I could feel the tension in him as he waited for me to react.I didn’t know what to say.The sheer scale of the collection was overwhelming. Landscapes so vivid I could almost feel the breeze rustling through painted fields. Portraits with eyes so alive, they seemed to follow me as I moved. Abstract swirls of color and light that tugged at emotions I couldn’t quite name.“This is incredible,” I finally breathed, turning to face him.Nasir’s brow furrowed slightly. “It’s just something I do,” he said gruffly, his gaze flickering to the floor as though he was embarrassed.“Just something you do?” I repeated, incredulous. “Nasir, this is... this is extraordinary. Why would you hide this?”His jaw tightened,
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HIDDEN HOWL Chapter Fifty Two: Three Against One
TRINITYThe books Alpha Nader had given me were thicker than I expected, their cracked spines and yellowed pages holding the weight of centuries-old knowledge. Sitting cross-legged on my bed, I carefully turned the pages of the first book, The Myths of the Lunar Wolves, my fingers brushing over the faded ink. The white wolf. Its image was sketched across one of the pages—a regal creature with fur like snow and eyes that burned like molten amber. The description beneath it told of its rarity, its power, and its connection to the moon goddess herself.“The white wolf represents purity, strength, and balance. It is said to be the protector of the weak, born during times of great upheaval to restore harmony,” I read aloud to myself, my voice barely a whisper.The words sent a shiver down my spine. Could this have anything to do with me? The dreams? The wolf that had appeared so vividly in my mind?I was so engrossed in the book that I didn’t even hear the knock at my door. It wasn’t until
