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The training grounds emptied slowly, but the weight of the battle lingered in the air. The Lycans who had watched whispered among themselves, their golden eyes flickering with something between curiosity and doubt. Lillian didn’t care. Her muscles ached, her knuckles were raw, and she could still feel the strange pulse of power humming beneath her skin. Whatever had happened in that fight—whatever had awakened—she needed to understand it. She turned to Aedric. "We need to talk." He nodded once, already leading her away from the arena. They walked in silence through the stone corridors of the stronghold, past Lycans who either bowed in respect or watched her with wary eyes. Soren was waiting. Lillian spotted him leaning casually against the archway to the great hall, his silver-streaked hair catching the dim torchlight. His expression was unreadable, but there was something sharp in his gaze as it flickered over her. "Impressive," he drawled. "For a human." Lillian clen
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Lillian barely slept. Even as exhaustion pulled at her, her mind raced with everything Aedric had told her. Lunari. The word echoed in her thoughts, a mystery she was only beginning to unravel. When the first pale light of dawn crept through the heavy curtains, she forced herself up. The bruises from yesterday’s fight ached, but she welcomed the discomfort—it reminded her that she was still standing. By the time she reached the training grounds, Aedric was already waiting. The arena was empty except for him, the air thick with morning mist. He stood near the edge of the ring, arms crossed over his chest, golden eyes sharp. "You’re early," he noted. "So are you," she countered. A flicker of amusement crossed his face, but it was gone just as quickly. "We don’t have time to waste." Lillian stepped forward. "Then let’s begin." Aedric didn’t hesitate. He struck fast, no warning. Lillian barely dodged the first blow—his palm swept just past her ribs, the force of it mak
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The bodies had barely cooled before they were back in the saddle, riding hard into the night. There was no time to linger, no time to question the attack. They had to keep moving. Lillian’s mind churned as the forest blurred past them. Who had sent those assassins? The court was the obvious answer, but something about the attack unsettled her. These weren’t ordinary mercenaries. They had moved like wraiths, silent and deadly, their red eyes glowing in the darkness. "Not Lycans," she thought. Not human, either. Aedric rode ahead, his golden eyes sharp as he scanned the road. Beside her, Kael was tense, his usual smirk absent. "They knew exactly where we’d be," Kael muttered, barely audible over the wind. "That means someone at the stronghold betrayed us." Aedric didn’t look back. "We expected that." Kael let out a low growl. "You expected an ambush?" Aedric’s grip tightened on the reins. "I expected resistance. The moment we decided to seek the Oracle, this became a war."
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The descent from the Oracle’s temple was silent. Lillian walked ahead, her mind a storm of thoughts. Lunari. A word that had once meant nothing to her, now a truth that changed everything. She wasn’t just a woman caught in a war between Lycans and politics. She was something ancient, something feared. Aedric walked beside her, quiet but watchful. She could feel his presence like a steadying force, but she didn’t dare look at him yet. Not until she made sense of the fire coursing beneath her skin. Kael was the first to break the silence. "So, are we going to talk about the part where you nearly collapsed back there, or are we pretending that didn’t happen?" Lillian exhaled. "I’m fine." Kael snorted. "Sure. Because people always stagger back from mystical visions looking totally fine." She shot him a glare, but Aedric cut in before she could argue. "What did she show you?" Lillian hesitated. A kingdom in flames. Aedric, wounded. Herself, standing at the center of it all.
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The tension in the castle was suffocating. Lillian felt it in every whispered conversation, in the way the noblewomen clutched their pearls when she passed, in the barely concealed glares from lords who once thought her insignificant. Before, she had been nothing more than Aedric’s human bride. A pawn. A tool to secure alliances. But now? Now they saw something else. Something dangerous. Word had spread quickly of their return, and though no one dared to speak it outright, she knew the rumors were already swirling—of the ambush, of her powers, of what she might become. Let them whisper. She had no interest in proving herself to those who had already judged her. Still, she couldn’t ignore the weight of their scrutiny, nor the way it made her feel like a beast trapped in a cage. Aedric had spent the entire evening in council meetings, leaving her in the care of the royal attendants, who, despite their practiced smiles, treated her with careful distance. Even now, as she
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The next few days passed in a blur of training and courtly maneuvering. Lillian barely had a moment to breathe between Aedric’s lessons, the endless meetings with nobles who doubted her, and the whispers that followed her wherever she went, She knew what they were saying. She isn’t one of us. She shouldn’t be here. She’s dangerous. And maybe they were right. She could still feel the phantom sensation of moving faster than she should, of her instincts reacting before she could think. She had tapped into something deep inside herself—something that felt neither fully human nor fully Lycan. Something more. And it scared them. Good. But fear alone wouldn’t keep her alive. That was why she found herself back in the training yard at dawn, dagger in hand, muscles aching from the previous night’s session. Aedric had been relentless, forcing her to push past her limits, to learn how to control what was awakening inside her. And today would be no different. Aedric stood at
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Lillian stood in the chamber long after Gregor had left, her pulse still steady but her thoughts anything but. The silver glow in her eyes hadn’t faded, and neither had the sensation that something inside her had finally awakened. Aedric reached for her hand, his warmth grounding her. "You don’t have to fear this." She let out a short laugh, shaking her head. "I’m not afraid." That much was true. Fear had been her constant companion for too long. What she felt now was something else entirely—certainty. Aedric studied her for a moment before nodding. "Then it’s time you embrace it." Lillian squared her shoulders. "And how do I do that?" "By stepping into the role you were meant for." Before she could respond, the torches along the chamber walls flickered violently, their flames stretching unnaturally before dimming to a low, eerie glow. A deep, guttural howl echoed from beyond the castle walls, followed by another. And then another. Aedric’s expression darkened. "Someth
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The Shadowborn general loomed before Lillian, its jagged form pulsing with unnatural darkness. The battlefield around them faded into a distant blur—just the clang of steel, the growls of Lycans, and the monstrous screeches of the enemy filling the air. But Lillian’s focus was locked on the creature that had called her Moonborn. She tightened her grip on her dagger, but deep inside, she knew steel alone wouldn’t be enough. Something inside her had awakened, something old and dangerous. The way the Shadowborn watched her, the way they hesitated—it wasn’t just fear. It was recognition. Aedric shifted beside her, his golden eyes never leaving the general. “This isn’t just another foot soldier,” he murmured. “It’s something else.” The Shadowborn let out a low, rattling laugh. “You are only beginning to understand, Lycan King.” Then it moved. Faster than thought, faster than Lillian had seen anything move before. A blur of darkness lunged at her, claws streaking toward her thro
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Lillian stood over Selene’s lifeless body, her breath steady, her grip on the dagger unyielding. The forest was eerily silent now, the echoes of battle fading into the cold night air. Aedric reached for her, his warm fingers brushing against her wrist. “It’s done,” he murmured, his golden eyes watching her carefully. But Lillian wasn’t so sure. Selene’s last words still rang in her ears. "You think this is over? You have no idea what’s coming." A chill that had nothing to do with the night air crept down her spine. Cassian approached, wiping his blade clean. “We should burn the body,” he said. “Make sure there’s nothing left.” Lillian nodded absently, but her mind was elsewhere. Selene had always been a strategist. A woman who never moved unless the board was set in her favor. If she had been so willing to die here tonight… What had she set in motion before her end? Aedric seemed to sense her unease. He turned to Cassian. “Do it. Then return to the castle. We need to reinfo
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The forest was no longer silent. The wind carried whispers—no, not whispers. Murmurs of something unnatural.Lillian’s fingers curled into fists. Her pulse hammered against her ribs as cloaked figures emerged from the darkness. One by one, until they formed a half-circle around her, Aedric, and Cassian. Their faces were hidden beneath their hoods, but their presence reeked of something ancient, tainted. Selene stood in the center, her smirk widening. “You always thought you were the hunter, Lillian,” she purred, stepping forward. “But tell me, how does it feel to be the prey?” Aedric let out a deep, guttural growl, his massive Lycan form radiating power. Cassian’s sword gleamed under the moonlight, his stance ready for blood. But Lillian didn’t move. She studied. She calculated.Selene’s confidence wasn’t misplaced—not entirely. This wasn’t a reckless ambush. The cloaked figures weren’t ordinary mercenaries.Then, she felt it. The sharp pull of magic. Dark magic. A shadow-wield
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The dungeons of Moonveil Keep were cold, damp, and reeked of desperation. Lord Darius sat chained to the stone wall, his once-pristine garments stained with sweat and dust. His breathing was ragged, fear clinging to him like a second skin. Lillian stood before him, her expression unreadable. Aedric and Cassian flanked her, their presence as imposing as the iron bars that surrounded them. “You have one chance, Darius,” Lillian said, her voice eerily calm. “Tell me who you serve.” Darius let out a bitter laugh. “You think I’ll betray them so easily?” Aedric crouched beside him, tilting his head. “I think you already have.” Darius’s jaw clenched. “I did nothing wrong.” Lillian sighed, stepping closer. “Poisoning a noble at my feast? That was either bold or desperate. And something tells me you weren’t acting alone.” Darius looked away. “You won’t get anything from me.” Cassian smirked. “We don’t have to. You’re already crumbling.” Lillian knelt beside him, her voice lowering to
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The night of the feast arrived with an air of anticipation so thick it could be cut with a blade. The grand hall of Moonveil Keep was adorned in flickering candlelight, gold-trimmed banners, and tables overflowing with decadent dishes. The nobles were dressed in their finest silks and jewels, their laughter forced, their smiles edged with suspicion. Lillian stood at the head of the long banquet table, her gown a striking shade of midnight blue, embroidered with silver threads that shimmered like the stars. Aedric stood to her right, dressed in a dark tunic with gold accents—regal, imposing, conspicuous. He was the bait, after all. Cassian leaned against a pillar near the entrance, his keen gaze sweeping over the crowd, searching for any sign of treachery. Somewhere in this room, the traitor lurked, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Lillian raised her goblet, the room falling into hushed silence. “Tonight, we feast not only to celebrate our victory but to look forward—to
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The morning sun cast long shadows across the great hall as the council gathered. The tension was palpable, an invisible force pressing down on every noble in attendance. They had all heard the rumors—the Queen had chosen an heir. Lillian sat at the head of the council table, her expression unreadable. Aedric stood just behind her, his presence a silent warning. Cassian was positioned near the door, watching each lord and lady with the sharp gaze of a predator. She let the silence stretch before finally speaking. “Last night, I made a decision that will shape the future of this kingdom.” Whispers rippled through the room. “I have chosen an heir,” she continued, her voice calm but firm. “One who will stand beside me, should anything happen to my rule.” Lady Selene, ever composed, tilted her head. “A bold move, Your Majesty. And when will we be privileged to know who this heir is?” Lillian’s lips curled into the faintest of smiles. “At the next full moon.” Murmurs spread like wil
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The council meeting adjourned, but the weight of treachery lingered in the air like the scent of a storm before it broke. As the lords and ladies filed out, murmuring amongst themselves, Lillian remained seated at the head of the table, her fingers tapping against the wood in thought. Aedric stood beside her, his golden eyes scanning the chamber. "At least one of them knows more than they're saying." "At least one?" Lillian scoffed, shaking her head. "I'd wager half the room has secrets they'd rather die than reveal." Lord Darius lingered near the doorway, his expression unreadable. "The timing of Gavriel’s assassination is no coincidence. His death was meant to send a message—to you, and to every noble who would consider supporting your reign." Lillian exhaled slowly. "Then it's time we send a message of our own." Cassian, standing with arms crossed, furrowed his brows. "You mean retaliation?" Aedric smirked. "She means control. If we strike blindly, we risk making enemie
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The journey back to the capital was swift but tense. Lillian rode at the head of her army, flanked by Aedric and Fenros, her mind heavy with Elena’s warning. Someone close to her was plotting treachery, but until she uncovered the snake in her court, she had to tread carefully. The towering walls of Moonveil Keep came into view just as the sun began to set. The city gates groaned open, and the streets were lined with wary citizens, their faces a mix of relief and unease. News of their victory had reached them, but so had whispers of the battles yet to come. As they rode through the winding streets toward the palace, Lillian caught glimpses of nobles in the shadows, watching her return with veiled expressions. Some bowed in respect, others turned away, their loyalties still uncertain. Aedric’s voice was low as he leaned toward her. “They fear you.” Lillian kept her expression neutral. “They should.” The doors of the great hall opened, revealing the grand council awaiting her.
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The war tent fell into a charged silence after the agreement was struck. Aedric’s golden eyes burned into Gavriel, his posture tense, but he said nothing—for now. Lillian withdrew her hand, leveling Gavriel with a measured look. “You’ve secured an alliance. But know this—I will not be controlled, nor will I be used.” Gavriel’s smirk remained, but there was something sharper beneath it. “And that is precisely why I chose you.” Aedric exhaled harshly, stepping forward. “Enough.” His voice was a growl, rough from battle and barely contained fury. “We have won today, but the true war has not yet begun. House Durnath was only the first of many who will seek to challenge her claim.” His gaze flicked to Lillian, something unreadable flashing across his face. “We should return to the capital, strengthen our defenses, and prepare for what’s coming next.” Lillian nodded, her mind already moving three steps ahead. “Agreed. Fenros, oversee the wounded and ensure our dead are honored. Aedr
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The battlefield was already soaked in blood when the second army crested the hills. Their banners flapped in the wind, deep green and silver—a sigil Lillian did not immediately recognize.Aedric, still in his lycan form, growled low beside her. “This wasn’t part of Durnath’s plan. Someone else wants a piece of this war.” Lillian scanned the approaching force. They were well-disciplined, their cavalry units forming precise lines, archers ready at the flanks. Whoever they were, they were not raiders.“They’re organized,” she muttered. “They’ve been waiting for this moment.”Fenros rode up, blood splattered across his armor. “Do we fall back?” “No.” Lillian straightened. “We stand.” House Durnath’s forces were already faltering, their lines breaking beneath the fury of the lycan warriors. But if this new force joined the battle as enemies, they would be caught between two armies. She had to act now. An Unexpected Alliance? Before the newcomers could fully descend upon the battlefie
