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    I volunteer to clean the dishes. I am an Alpha’s daughter back at my pack, but in the battle camp, I have been taught to fend for myself and be independent.


    I wash the dishes while Princess Serena takes them back to the kitchen. Princess Mearez rinses the dishes beside me, her expression downcast. I can tell she’s not paying attention.


    I pause to watch her rinse one of the ceramic cups and, as she moves to ce it in its rightful spot, it slips from her hand. Before it shatters on the floor, I move fast. A speed that onlyes after endless training. I snatch the cup before it breaks and straighten up to hand it back to her.


    For a heart–stopping moment, she stares at me before slowly taking it.


    “There is more to you than meets the eye sometimes, Zephyrine,” she mutters with a small smile. I search her face in response.


    “You’re bothered by something, aren’t you?” I ask, and she looks away, blinking.


    “It’s nothing,” she replies quietly, resuming her task.


    After a moment of silence, I speak softly.


    “My mate, Nyroth, who I lived with for five years, has a sister but she has only scorned me, called me names,” I pause to turn to her. “You, Princess Mearez, are the first woman, aside from those who truly know me, who has been kind. You’ve always worried about me and made sure I’m fine.”


    “That’s because you are Lycannar’s woman. Don’t think too much about it,” she responds quietly. I stop and turn to her fully.


    “That’s not true,” I whisper. She nods. “I know you’re bothered by something. Maybe I can help. I can inform Lycannar on your behalf. In bed… I’ve heard men will do anything, especially when their cock is hard.”


    She suddenly chuckles and nudges me.


    “Don’t say words like that. They’re not words a queen should use.”


    I giggle and murmur,


    “I am not a queen yet. Maybe I won’t be.” She looks at me, and I smile sadly. “If my man’s sister hides from me… then maybe I’m not wanted.”


    Silence falls between us for a long time. We only stare. She lowers her gaze and shrugs as if it’s not an issue.


    “Growing up as a princess under my father’s care is one thing, but living as Lycannar’s sister is another. He won’t let us get involved with any man. He said… they don’t mean well for us.”


    I watch her swallow hard and continue with her task, a sad smile on her face.


    “He killed the man who… who made me a woman. Had me locked in my chamber for months. The second


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    man who dared look at me had his eyes plucked out. Over the years, I realized it’s better to stay alone and single. I didn’t want anyone blood in my hands, so I maintained abstinence until… until the day I ran an errand on behalf of Serena. She was supposed to deliver an invitation scroll but couldn’t because she was so busy.”


    I listen attentively.


    “I met him, Zephyrine, in the pack he rules. A pack so powerful, and he is so powerful with it that they sync. A… very handsome man. One that makes your heart skip. I forgot, for a moment, that I am a princess. I handed him the invitation scroll, and I swear, I lost myself when he stared into my eyes and said his thanks.”


    “He is a werewolf, then?”


    “Yes, he is,” she replies, ncing at me, her cheeks already reddening. “I met him again at the coronation. He arrived grand and confident. He… didn’t arrive with any woman, so I could tell he’s very much single.”


    “If he didn’t arrive with a woman and he’s a ruler of a pack, that means he is an Alpha with no Luna yet.”


    “No. He is not an Alpha,” she corrects. “He is a beta.”


    I raise an eyebrow and nod thoughtfully


    “You know the name of the pack? I am a werewolf, I could tell you if it’s a good pack or not.”


    Princess Mearez swallows hard andes closer, as if she doesn’t want anyone to overhear.


    “He is the same man who stood up to the Rogue Alpha that nearly hurt the King at the coronation.”


    I frown in confusion.


    “Chantel?”


    She pauses and stares at me.


    “Chantel is not a werewolf or a beta.”


    “Oh… yes, but who stood against the Rogue Alpha on that…” Coldness settles over me, and I nearly shiver. “Wait… Jurrek?!”


    I exim in awe, pping my palm over my mouth. Princess Mearez stares at me, surprised. Jurrek? Wait… Princess Mearez has a crush on Jurrek?


    “I am trying to inform Lycannar, but I can’t. What if he… he ends the beta like he did to the men in my past?”


    “Jurrek is from Ash Pack. There are many packs that can’t be prated. Ash Pack is one of them. Very secure. Lycannar can’t…” I begin to speak, then pause as I notice Princess Mearez staring.


    “You speak like you didn’t know the man who is obsessed with you. Do you have any idea who killed that Alpha who spilled wine on you? Chantel… mere bodyguard. What do you think would stop a Whole King, Lycannar?”


    My knees go weak, and I lower my gaze. She is right. Not telling Lycannar yet is the best move. What if Jurrek lost his life? I wouldn’t even find it in my heart to forgive myself.


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    Princess Mearez was about to return to her task when I reach for her hand, surprising her.


    “Did Jurrek look at you in any way that suggested he also…”


    “No,” she cuts in softly. “He didn’t show any expression. What do you think?”


    I look away and sigh. More reason to return to my pack quickly. That way, I can force proximity with Jurrek and Princess Mearez, determining where their rtionship will go.


    “I think we should wait. I have a feeling you willugh atst,” I mutter under my breath. She stares at me in wonder, without words.


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