Chapter Sixty Two

Kazia

In the quiet solitude of my room, I allowed myself to wallow in the sea of conflicting emotions that threatened to engulf me. The weight of the past week's torment and the ache in my heart for Kavan felt unbearable like a relentless storm crashing upon my fragile soul.

As I lay there, pretending to be asleep, I let my thoughts wander to Kavan, my true mate. His love had become the beacon of light in the darkness, the reason I found the strength to face each day in this stifling palace.

Kavan was the Silver Crest King, a man of noble character and unmatched power. But despite his status, he had treated me with kindness and respect, never once belittling me or making me feel like less than I was. In his arms, I felt cherished and loved, a feeling I had never experienced before.

But fate had dealt us a cruel hand, binding me to Murad, the possessive Lycan King who kept me as his pet. My heartache over not being able to be with Kavan was like an open wound, constantly throbbing wit