Zephyrin
#Finished
It’s ridiculous to say but I swear I haven’t slept that well in years, not until I watched Lycanriar ride back toward the Lycant Kingdom.
I had gone to bed, and the moment my head hit the pillow, 1 fell asleep. But when the sun rose, it was the sting on my shoulder that jerked me awake.
A sharp burn.
I rushed out of bed, stood before the hazy mirror, and pulled down the sleeve of my dress only to see glowing runes forming across my arm and <b>snaking </b>down my back.
My heart skipped. I went cold.
This.. this isn’t a werewolf’s mark. It’s something else entirely.
Oh, Zephyr. You’re awake.”
I turned swiftly to find Dessyn entering. I quickly pulled my sleeve up t
calmness.
conceal the markings, forcing my expression into
She paused, eyes narrowing slightly, as if sensing something was off but then she smiled and threw herself onto the bed, dragging me down beside her.
“You leftst night,” she said with a glint in her eyes. My brow arched. Did she see?
“Yes, I did. On a ck warhorse. With a king,” she whispered <b>dramatically</b>. “My goodness, Zephyr.”
It was as though she could read my thoughts.
I gave her a yful push, then looked down, sighing.
“Tell me everything. Where did <b>you </b>go! And judging by the new dress you’re wearing… something definitely happened between you two.
I said nothing but She leaned in, searching my face.
“You did it already?” she asked in a conspiratorial whisper and I punched her <b>arm</b>. “Ow! You’re a warrior, that hurt!”
“I <b>was </b><b>a </b>warrior.” I corrected her. Then finally, quietly, “We kissed.”
“With Apex?” Her voice <b>was </b>awed. “My gods<b>. </b>You kissed a king? How was it? Is he a good kisser? No, don’t answer that. Of course he is. He <b>looks </b>like it. I wouldn’t be surprised if he has dozens of mistresses. He’s a king, powerful, beautiful, wealthy. Women would line up just to..”
“Dessyn!”
<b>She </b><b>coughed</b>, realizing she’d gone too far.
“I didn’t know you could get jealous. Apologies.”
“I’m <b>not </b>jealous,” I muttered, but she didn’t believe me.
Instead<b>, </b><b>she </b>smiled warmly, more genuine <b>now</b>.
“After five <b>years </b>of waiting. Zephyr. I’m d you finally let yourself feel something. And I’ll tell you for free that Apex is worth it more than Nyroth. A man like Apex worships.”
Her words struck something deep in <b>me</b>.
Worship. It sounded too beautiful to be true.
He said he would murder a man just for spilling wine on my dress.
If that’s his version of worship, then maybe I don’t want it.
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“Dessyn… does it always feel so good it hurts? That you go breathless?”
She raised a brow,
“Being kissed?”
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“Yes,” I murmured, remembering the night before. “It took everything in me not to tear off his shirt. And when he kissed me. it felt unbearably good.”
Zephyr..”
“I told him I had a mate. He got angry. But then I said I’d break the bond, and… the tension, the lust between us, it was thick. Suffocating
Silence stretched between us. Then Dessyn took my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“I won’t tell you how to live, Zephyr. But know this. If your heart wants it, then take it. You’ve denied yourself all your life. If the lust is so heavy it hurts, then maybe… maybe it’s time.”
Her words echoed through me, my chest tightening.
I remembered how Varyn held her years ago, how gentle he was. I’d left to give them privacy.
But Lycannar… he held me like a starved man. Nothing about him was gentle.
I was still lost in thought when I sensed another presence. I turned toward the doorway and saw Moon standing there.
Judging by the tight line of his jaw, he’d heard everything.
“There’s a quick funeral to be held in ckbridge Pack today,” he said to his sister, eyes avoiding mine. “The Alpha died.”
He extended <b>a </b><b>sketch</b><b>. </b>Dessyn <b>took </b>it and Moon left without another word
“I guess they want me to host the funeral. But why so sudden?” she muttered, inspecting the drawing. Then she froze. “Wait, Isn’t this Alpha <b>ck</b>?”
I stepped closer to <b>look </b>and froze.
It was him. The drunken nobleman who spilled wine on me.
“Alpha ck?” I asked. Which Alpha?”
She gave me a <b>strange </b>look.
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“The Alpha of ckbridge Pack, of course<b>. </b>After his Luna left him for cheating, he went wild. Whoring. Tavern–hopping. But dead? I can’t believe it.”
A chill settled over me. But it wasn’t just the death. It was what Lycannar had said.
He had dered he’d kill that <b>man </b>and he did. Even after I told him not to.
Slowly, I walked <b>to </b>the window, heart hammering.
<b>An </b>Alpha..? That means Lycannar has the power to end <b>an </b>Alpha’s life?
“Zephyr, would you like toe <b>along</b>? You’ve never been to ckbridge, have your Dessyn asked lightly.
I shook my head. No. <b>That’s </b>Ka’s pack. I’ve never stepped foot there, and I won’t start now.
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“You go alone. Dessyn, I <b>told </b><b>her</b>, swallowing hard.
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