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The Lycan king's Bride Chapter Thirteen
The cavern felt smaller now, suffocating with the weight of the truth. The water’s glow had dimmed, but Lillian’s body still thrummed with the remnants of whatever had awakened inside her. Aedric stood rigid, his golden eyes locked onto her as if he were seeing her for the first time. "You need to understand something, Lillian," he said, his voice quiet but firm. "This isn’t just about you anymore." She swallowed hard. "It never was, was it?" Aedric exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. "No." Silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken fears. Lillian could feel it—the shift in the air, the looming storm just beyond the castle walls. "If I am what you think I am," she said slowly, choosing her words carefully, "then what happens next?" Aedric didn’t answer right away. Instead, he turned his gaze to the cavern’s entrance, his jaw tightening. "The other kingdoms have been watching us," he admitted. "There have been whispers of war, of alliances sh
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The tension lingered long after they left the throne room. The halls of the Lycan stronghold were quieter than usual, though Lillian could feel the weight of unseen eyes following their every move. Aedric led her through the corridors in silence, his strides purposeful, his golden eyes dark with thought. She kept pace beside him, her pulse steady, even as she knew—everything had changed. Soren had drawn the first line in the sand. Now, the court was watching to see who would cross it first. When they reached Aedric’s private chambers, he pushed open the heavy doors and stepped aside, letting her enter first. The moment the doors shut behind them, the weight of the night seemed to press down on them both. Lillian turned to him. "They won’t wait long." Aedric exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. "No. They won’t." He leaned against the stone wall, his expression unreadable. "You held your ground well, but that was only the first challenge. More will come." Lillia
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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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Dawn broke over the Bloodwood in streaks of gold and crimson, but there was no warmth in the morning air. The Lycans moved swiftly, breaking camp with practiced efficiency. Armor was strapped on, weapons checked, and mounts prepared. Lillian stood beside Aedric at the edge of the clearing, staring into the dense forest ahead. The path to the Eclipsed Lands was treacherous, but the Ruins of the First Moon lay beyond them—and with it, the truth she had been seeking. Aedric turned to Gregor. “Are the warriors ready?” Gregor nodded. “They await your command.” His dark eyes flickered to Lillian. “If we do this, we may not return.” Lillian met his gaze, steady. “Then we don’t fail.” Aedric smirked, pride flashing in his golden eyes. “Mount up. We ride now.” The Lycans obeyed without question. Warhorses and massive direwolves were prepared for the journey ahead. Aedric swung onto his black warhorse, the beast shifting beneath him with eager energy. Lillian moved toward her own
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The fire had long since burned down to embers, but Lillian remained awake, staring into the darkness. Sleep eluded her, chased away by the weight of everything she had learned. She was Moonborn. The last of a lost people. And whatever waited in the Ruins of the First Moon would determine not just her fate, but the fate of the Lycans. A shift in the wind sent a chill down her spine. The forest was never truly silent, but this stillness was unnatural. The kind that preceded a predator’s strike. A flicker of movement at the tree line caught her attention. Lillian rose to her feet, every instinct on high alert. “Who’s there?” No answer. The night air pulsed, heavy with unseen energy. Then— A shadow moved. Before she could react, a figure emerged from the darkness. Tall. Cloaked in black. Eyes like liquid silver. Not the woman from before. Someone else. Someone wrong. Lillian’s pulse pounded as she took a step back. “Who are you?” The figure tilted its head, s
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Silence fell over the clearing as the weight of the woman’s words settled. Lillian felt a strange pull at the mention of the Ruins of the First Moon, though she had never heard the name before. Her body tensed instinctively, as if something buried deep inside her already knew what lay beyond. Aedric’s golden eyes narrowed. “The Ruins are cursed. No Lycan who has entered has ever returned.” The silver-eyed woman met his gaze, unflinching. “Because they were not meant to.” She turned back to Lillian. “But you are.” Lillian’s pulse quickened. “Why?” The woman took a slow step toward her, lowering her voice so only she and Aedric could hear. “Because that is where the truth lies. The final piece of what you have lost.” Lillian’s breath caught. The rest of my memories. Aedric shifted beside her, his stance tense. “And what happens if we go?” The woman’s lips curled in something almost like amusement. “Then the Moonborn will no longer be just a legend.” Her gaze flicked to L
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Lillian barely slept that night. Every time she closed her eyes, flashes of silver light, the battle, and the stranger’s cryptic words swirled through her mind. You are not whole. Not yet. What did that even mean? When dawn finally broke, she was already dressed, standing by the window as the first rays of sunlight painted the sky in gold and crimson. The Bloodwood awaited. A sharp knock at her door pulled her from her thoughts. “Enter,” she called. The door creaked open, revealing Aedric. He was already in his battle leathers, dark armor strapped to his broad frame. His golden eyes swept over her, assessing. “You didn’t sleep.” Lillian sighed. “Neither did you.” Aedric smirked faintly, stepping into the room. “No. Too much at stake.” He hesitated before adding, “Are you ready?” She turned from the window to face him. “I have to be.” He studied her for a moment, then nodded. “Gregor has the scouting party prepared. We ride within the hour.” Lillian took a deep b
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The council chamber was heavy with tension. Torches flickered along the stone walls, casting long shadows over the gathered Lycans. Aedric strode to the head of the long table, his presence commanding as always, but Lillian could feel the weight of the stares on her. They were not looking at her as their queen anymore. They were looking at something else. Gregor stood with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. Beside him, the other high-ranking Lycans—warriors, advisors, and elders—watched in silence. “The enemy is retreating,” Aedric announced, his voice firm. “For now.” “For now?” One of the elders, a gray-haired Lycan named Dorian, narrowed his eyes. “You think they’ll return?” Aedric nodded. “Of course they will. They didn’t come to simply test our defenses. They came for her.” All eyes turned to Lillian. She refused to shrink beneath their gazes. “They called me Moonborn,” she said, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. “And they knew I had power
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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 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 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
