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Chapter 7: SECRETS WITHIN THE STONE
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The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension, as if the air itself was charged. Lycia and Morrigana stood motionless, their eyes wide, each of them unsure of what would happen next. The sound of Cove's powerful voice thundered through the room, loud enough to cut through the noise around them, sharp and commanding. His gaze shifted quickly from Morrigana to Lycia, his face a mix of rage, confusion, and an emotion that almost seemed like he was worried. It was as though he was trying to understand what was going on, torn between his anger and the deeper concern he felt."What do you think you're doing, Morrigana?" Cove shouted, his tone was sharp and commanding as he marched toward her. His eyes locked onto Morrigana’s, burning with a mixture of fury and disbelief. The sight of Lycia, her face wet with tears, and the broken chains that was scattered on the floor only seemed to make him angrier. Instead of feeling sympathy or calming down, the scene only added fuel to the fire of
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Lycia sat on the cold stone floor of the dim room, her back pressed against the rough walls, her body trembling from exhaustion. Her muscles aching, and the bruises that Morrigana had left on her skin pulsed with pain, a constant reminder of the pain she had just endured. But the physical pain wasn’t what hurt the most. It was the emptiness she felt inside, the helplessness, and the overwhelming sense of failure. Her mind would not stop racing, pulling her back to the beginning. To the moments that led her here, locked away in this strange, dark world. How could she have been so blind? How could she have believed that this could work? Every lie, every betrayal, replayed in her mind, like a broken record that would not stop spinning.And then there was Morrigana, the one person responsible for the pain she was going through. Lycia’s breath broke as she thought about the bitter words, the cold eyes that had watched her, trapping her in this miserable place. Morrigana’s torture had bro
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Raven’s voice had that same smooth, confident tone it always had, when she showed up at Lycia’s door that night. The moonlight outlined her figure, making her look as sharp and as imposing as ever. “Still living in this dump I see?" she sneered, her lips twisting into that smug, self-satisfied grin that made Lycia’s blood boil every time she saw it.Lycia’s breath caught in her throat, and her chest tightened as a wave of resentment started to build up inside of her. It was like a sharp, jagged pain, and it felt impossible for her to ignore. The anger and frustration that had built up, lingered just beneath the surface, threatening to break free. There she was, Raven. The woman who had once held her heart with such tender ease, only to crush it as if it had never mattered. Raven had always been like that; elegant, untouchable, and effortlessly in control, as if she moved in a world above Lycia’s understanding. Lycia had spent years trying to claw her way out of Raven’s dark and shad
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And as Raven’s figure disappeared into the night, Lycia braced herself for what came next.They met the next night in an old, abandoned warehouse. The place smelled of rust and rot, and every step she took seemed to echo loudly, breaking the heavy, eerie stillness around her. A single bulb dangled from the ceiling, fluctuating, going on and off, and making the shadows on the cracked walls dance and shift. The atmosphere felt uneasy, as though the building itself held secrets of its own. Lycia stood by a worn out, unsteady table, carefully laying out the blueprints of Deveraux mansion. Her hands moved with surprising calmness, even though her mind was filled with lots doubt and worry.That morning, Jack had been in a much worse state. His coughs were sounding deeper and harsher, like they were coming from somewhere deep inside his chest, and his face was pale and tired, with dark circles under his eyes, a clear sign of exhaustion and sleepless nights.Lycia had stayed by his side for a
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The grand Lycan Hall buzzed with whispers, tension thick as the smoke curling from the kitchen. Warriors sat at long wooden tables, their fur still stained with blood from the battle, their faces scarred. Maids walked between them, pouring fresh ale and setting down trays of food, their ears tuned to the whispers swirling like a restless wind.Tonight, the talk was not of war. It was of something far more dangerous.“Did you see it?” a young warrior asked, leaning in close, you could barely hear him over the clinking of glasses.“See what?” the older warrior beside him asked, his tone tired , his eyes red from lack of sleep.“Alpha Cove… he protected her. He fought for her.” His friend laughed and took a deep gulp of ale.“Oh, I saw it. We all did,” he said, shaking his head, his braided beard swaying like a pendulum. “Reckless. He nearly got himself killed for that human girl.”A maid placing a tray of bread hesitated, her eyes darting between the warriors. She glanced at them, her
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The forest was very quiet except for the soft sounds made by the leaves and the distant sounds of the night. Derek’s warriors moved carefully, their steps slow and heavy. Some carried fresh wounds, while others pressed hands against deep cuts that would take time to heal. Their bodies would recover, but their pride was another matter; the wound was just too deep.Near a small fire, Derek settled and sat with his warriors. His fur marked with streaks of blood; some his, some not. His dark red eyes reflected the bright light as he stared into the flames, deep in thought.Ronan, his second in command, stepped forward. His silver fur bore signs of many battles, but tonight, there was something else in his gaze, concern, maybe even doubt.“That human,” Ronan said quietly. “Why did Cove protect her?”Derek’s hands on his jaw. He had been asking himself the same question. Cove had fought with everything he had, not just to win, not just for his land, but for her. It wasn’t just instinct. It
