Lycannar
“The King is here.” Whispers ripple among the maids, each alerting the next before it can reach but it’s toote.
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my sisters
I catch them in the act. I pause in the doorway of Mearez’s bedchamber, staring at her. Slowly, I shift my gaze to Serena, who quickly focuses on the wall as if seeing it for the first time.
I step further into the room, eyes flicking between the luggage and Mearez, now ring at her.
A week has passed, tension ring with every breath. The elders urge me to attend to Cyran Selric, arriving today with her father, as my bride.
Meanwhile, news came to the ck Tower just as I brood over my woman’s absence, the unending agony wing at me.
News that says My sisters are leaving the Royal building for another home, and it turns me inside out. I swallow hard, staring at the maids as they rush out silently, obeying my unsaidmand. The door clicks shut, leaving heavy silence.
“Unpack your dresses and go about your days as princesses,” I murmur.
Serena looks up, rubbing her nape, murmuring,
“Cyran Selric arrives today, and you will want to reject her. We don’t want you to suffer because of us.”
“We are not truly princesses anyway,” Mearez mutters softly. “We will move out to the…”<fn705b> Chapters first released on Find?Novel</fn705b>
“Will you shut up?” I grit out. Both of you, will you shut it?”
“Lycan…”
“Call my name again and I’ll have you on house arrest for the rest of the year,” I snap at Serena. She frowns, knowing better than to call my words bkuff. She’s lived it once before.
I sigh shakily, running my fingers through my hair to steady myself. I walk toward Mearez, seated on the bed, and lower myself beside her.
“Serena?” I call, and shees from behind, sitting as well. I stare at both of them. “I love you both… more than anything in this world, but that won’t stop me from inflicting pain if you push me.”
Fear shes in their eyes, but they remain silent.
“I don’t want to hear it anymore. Anything about leaving? I will have none of it.”
“But it is true. Since father isn’t our biological father…” Serena begins, but pauses, meeting my gaze.
“Do you want me <i>to </i>send you to live with my brother Hades?” I ask.
She lowers her gaze, shaking her head. Of course she won’t want that. Hades is far worse than I am; while I grant freedom and daily tasks, Hades would never allow them to leave their chambers.
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“The woman father wanted me to marry ising today, and I will deal with it once and for all. Serena, return to the marketce and restore peace among the Lycans as usual. Mearez, go to the healing wing and bring peace to the sick. You both do what you do best and leave me to worry about everything.
Understand?”
Silence falls, dead silence, until Mearez reaches for my hand, her eyes softening.
“Lycannar… how do you n on handling a decree your father wrote? It will be hard… and one thing we don’t want is for you to suffer because of us again.”
“You’ve always protected us since childhood. Now you find the woman you love wholeheartedly. We don’t want to take you from her,” Serena adds.
Before I can respond, a gentle knockes.
“Sire? Your future inws are here.”
I turn toward the door and rise, pushing it open to face the messenger. For a fleeting moment, I feel the urge to cut his throat for daring to call the Selrics my future inws but I let him live, for one reason. My promise to my woman.
I walk to the throne chamber, a ce I haven’t been since my coronation because it reminds me of him, my father.
The door stands open, and I see them. Elders, my uncle Dareth, and ahead, thedy said to be my bride. Beside her, a potbellied man who must be her father.
I do not look them in the eye. I refuse to invite more sadness into my heart. I already have enough than to stare into their eyes and see deaths.
Sudden footsteps announce my sisters‘ presence. They’vee to witness it, but Mearez steps forward to take my hand.
“Lycannar, listen. We are fine asmoners, as ves. It’s nothingpared to what you endure for us,” she whispers but I walk past her.
“Your bride has arrived, Your Majesty. We would like to choose a date for the wedding ceremony,” Uncle Dareth says. I step away from thedy. She bows gently, her voice small.
“My King.”
Ipletely ignored her, settling my gaze on my Uncle Dareth and the elders, who stand to watch me bend to their will. I sigh and walk to the chair, sitting.
“Since Zephyrine left on her trip, I haven’t felt well, I am not in a good mood, and I will not spill unnecessary blood,” I murmur, rubbing my temple. “I will not marry anyone.”
The elders stiffen and my uncle Dareth hands me the scroll, as if to remind me.
“A royal decree,” he says, threatening.
“Royal decree of a dead man. Abusive,” I reply, slowly approaching. The elders step back, leaving him to my gaze. I take the scroll gently and lean in to whisper, “Do you know why I abandoned my father’s ashes in the public memorial hall in the werewolf world? Because I did not want him to find peace. Push me too hard…
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your ashes may follow before the day ends.”
He shudders. I pull back, watching his face nch.
I turn to the burning hearth and fling the scroll into the mes.
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“If any wrathes from this, let it fall on me. I have survived cursed. I will survive anything more.” I turn toward the exit, ncing over my shoulder. “You’ve heard the rumors. I have a woman. I ammitted to her. Doubt it and lose your life.”
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