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Chapter Twenty
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The Lycan king's Bride Chapter Twenty-One
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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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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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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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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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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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 Lycans moved swiftly, their warhorses and direwolves weaving through the dense Bloodwood as they followed Fenros. The great silver wolf glided ahead of them, his movements effortless, as if he were more shadow than flesh. Lillian’s mind churned with what she had seen—the memories, the name Lilliana, the war she had no recollection of. Had she truly been one of the Moonborn? And if so… why had she forgotten? Aedric rode beside her, his golden eyes flicking to her every so often. He had seen her falter, seen the way she had nearly collapsed after Fenros pulled her into that vision. And though he said nothing, she could feel his concern. Finally, he spoke. “Are you sure you can do this?” Lillian straightened, gripping the reins tighter. “I don’t have a choice, do I?”Aedric exhaled, his expression dark. “There’s always a choice, Lillian.” She turned to him, searching his face. “Would you turn back, if you could?” His jaw tightened, but he didn’t look away. “No.” She nod
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The fires in the palace had been extinguished, the bloodstained halls now eerily silent. The bodies of the Black Fang assassins had been cleared, but the stench of death lingered. The battle was won, yet a heavy tension still clung to the air.Aedric stood on the balcony overlooking the courtyard, his arms crossed, his jaw clenched. The moon hung high above him, a silent witness to the slaughter. He should have felt victorious. Instead, all he felt was rage.“They dared to touch my home,” he murmured, his voice low, lethal.Behind him, Lillian stepped closer. She had bathed and changed, the golden embroidery of her gown shimmering in the torchlight. But beneath the regal elegance, she was still a warrior. A woman who had fought for her place beside him.“They were trying to send a message,” she said.Aedric turned to her, his silver eyes dark with fury. “Then I will answer it.”Lillian placed a hand on his chest, grounding him. “We need to be careful. This wasn’t just an assassination
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Lillian did not hesitate.She sprinted down the palace corridors, her heart hammering, her breath steady. The Black Fang had infiltrated the castle, but they had made a grave mistake—they thought she was defenseless.A group of assassins turned the corner ahead, their cloaks dark as the night, their blades gleaming. They didn’t speak. They attacked.Lillian moved like fire.She ducked the first swing, her instincts sharp, her body knowing what to do before she even thought. She grabbed the wrist of the second attacker, twisting it sharply—a sickening crack echoed through the hall as the blade fell from his grasp.With her other hand, she summoned her magic.A pulse of golden energy shot from her fingertips, sending two assassins slamming into the wall. They collapsed, unmoving.More came.Lillian reached for the dagger strapped to her thigh. Aedric’s dagger.And she fought.Every lesson Cassian had drilled into her, every strategy Aedric had forced her to learn—it all came rushing bac
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The night air was cold as Aedric led his warriors into the forbidden lands. The Shadowlands stretched before them—a vast, cursed wilderness, where few dared to tread. The trees were twisted, their branches reaching like skeletal hands. The air itself felt wrong, thick with something unseen. Cassian rode beside Aedric, his golden eyes sharp. “If the Black Fang has truly rebuilt their fortress, they’ve had years to prepare.” Aedric’s grip on the reins tightened. “Then we burn them out.” His wolf snarled inside him, restless. Valcairn had been a distraction—but the true enemy had been lurking in the shadows all along. The Black Fang.They were more than just traitors. They were the remnants of an ancient order, sworn to destroy the Lycan throne. And now, they had Valcairn.Elaria’s horse trotted up beside them. “There’s a blood spell guarding the entrance to the fortress,” she warned. “If we don’t break it first, they’ll know we’re coming. Aedric grinned, sharp and cruel. “Let th
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The air inside the throne room was suffocating. Tension coiled tight, like a bowstring ready to snap. The nobles who had been summoned the night before now stood before the throne again, uneasy and wary. They had heard of Valcairn’s disappearance. They knew what this meant. Aedric sat upon the throne, his expression carved from cold, unyielding stone. Cassian stood at his right, hands clasped behind his back, eyes gleaming with predatory sharpness. Lillian stood at Aedric’s left, her own gaze sweeping the gathered lords and ladies, watching for even the smallest sign of weakness. Someone here was guilty. Someone had helped Valcairn. Someone had known. Aedric let the silence stretch before he finally spoke. “Last night, Valcairn was taken from my dungeons.” The words sent a ripple through the gathered nobles. Some flinched. Others stayed too still. Aedric leaned forward, his voice low and sharp. “Which means one of you made it happen.” Silence. Then Lord Athren cleared his t
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The Great Hall was in chaos. Nobles whispered frantically, guards tightened their grips on their weapons, and the scent of fear was thick in the air. Lillian’s heart pounded as Valcairn was dragged from the hall, his twisted smile still burned into her mind. His last words echoed like a prophecy. "Do you really think I was the only one?" Cassian stayed close to her side, his golden eyes scanning the nobles. He was looking for anyone too tense, too still, too afraid. Because fear revealed guilt, and right now, someone else in this room was hiding a secret. Aedric finally spoke, his voice cold and commanding. “This gathering is over.” The nobles did not argue. They moved quickly, eager to escape the weight of suspicion that hung over them. The guards escorted them out, but Aedric’s warriors watched every movement, memorizing every face. Lillian turned to Elaria. “What magic was that? That… pulse?” Elaria’s expression was unreadable. “Dark magic. Blood magic.” She exhaled. “Valc
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The weight of Aedric’s words settled over the room like a storm cloud. The Royal Court. Lillian clenched her hands at her sides. The nobles had always been treacherous, but the idea that one of them had a hand in breaking the seal—that they had knowingly put the kingdom at risk—was a different kind of treason. Cassian’s golden eyes gleamed with fury. “We need names.” Aedric turned to Elaria. “You said the seal was tampered with before Selene’s death. Did she have accomplices?” Elaria folded her arms, deep in thought. “If she did, they were careful. But there were always whispers of alliances in the shadows. Nobles who resented the Lycan rule. Those who wished to restore the old ways.” Lillian’s throat tightened. “The old ways?” Aedric’s voice was grim. “The age of the Blood Courts.” Silence. Cassian cursed. “You’re saying there are nobles who want to bring back the monsters who once ruled these lands?” Elaria’s face was unreadable. “Not just any nobles. Descendants of the o
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The temple shook, dust and debris crumbling from the ceiling as the crack in the altar widened. A deep, guttural growl echoed from within, something ancient and hungry stirring in the darkness. Lillian’s pulse thundered. Cassian yanked her backward, his sword drawn in a flash of silver. “We need to move. Now.” Elaria stood frozen, her silver eyes locked on the crack. “This shouldn’t be happening. The seal—” A howling scream erupted from the altar. Not a sound of pain—a call. The torches lining the chamber snuffed out at once. For a single breath, there was only darkness. Then, they came. Shadowed figures slithered from the fissure, their forms shifting like living smoke. Their eyes burned red, their bodies twisting unnaturally as they crawled toward them. Lillian’s breath caught. They weren’t just monsters. They were specters of the damned. Cassian shoved her behind him as one lunged forward, its clawed hand swiping through the air—passing right through his blade as if it
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The journey to the Temple of the Moon was swift but tense. Cassian rode beside Lillian, his sharp eyes scanning the darkened treetops, while six heavily armed Lycans flanked them.The deeper they traveled into the sacred lands, the more uneasy Lillian felt.The temple was ancient—older than the Lycan kingdom itself—and built upon the ruins of something even more mysterious. The air hummed with old magic, the kind that made her skin prickle. As they approached, the towering stone entrance loomed before them. Two priestesses in silver robes waited at the gate, their faces shadowed beneath their hoods. Lillian dismounted and stepped forward. “I need to see the High Priestess.” One of the robed figures lifted her head. Bright silver eyes met hers. “She’s been expecting you.” Inside the TempleThe halls of the temple were lined with flickering torches, their flames unnaturally still. The scent of burning incense filled the air, mingling with something darker—old blood. Lillian and C
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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
