Lycannar


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    I sat on the chair, leaning back with my arms folded across my chest as I watched my sister, Mearez, prepare for bed.


    It’s always been a sad story for healers, especially those born true. A true healer takes scars from others onto themselves, and she is no different.


    Thanks to her, I have none despite all my years as a warrior. But her body, though elegant and beautiful, bears faint scars.


    On her arm, where Varyn once shed her, the wound closed but left a pale mark behind. A permanent reminder of her devotion and kind heart.


    My eyes followed her as she slipped beneath the covers, drawing the nket up to her chest. When sheid her head on the pillow, her gaze lifted back to mine. For a moment, there was only silence. She blinked, soft and serene.


    She was beautiful. Gentle, warm. So beautiful it made my chest ache. And I loved her. I loved her so much.


    “Is she okay?” she asked, her voice low and soft. I knew exactly who she meant. “Does she still love you?”


    I nodded slowly.


    “She’s conflicted on what to do, but it’s clear she still wants me.”


    Relief softened her features, and she let out a quiet sigh. Then she smiled, sweet, pure.


    “You both are made for each other,” she said, though her smile faltered as she murmured, “I just pray things end well. Well enough in the end. I don’t want this to… to turn into tragedy. Not your love story. Not you, Lycannar. You’ve suffered <i>too </i>much agony to be denied a happy ending.”


    Her words struck something raw in me. I knew what she meant. It hurt to even imagine that tragedy might be waiting for me. Might be inevitable.


    “That’s only if their love isn’t strong enough but it is.”


    The voice came from the doorway. Serena. She walked into the chamber in her nightdress, themp glow tracing the curve of her hair. She moved to the bed, hesitant.


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    “Can I stay here tonight?” she asked. “I can’t find peace alone these days.”


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    Mearez made space for her, and Serenay beside her. I watched them silently, the truthying itself bare before me. <fna32e> Updates are released by findnovel</fna32e>


    How far we’de to this night. How much we had lost to forge a bond like this.


    I swallowed, rose from the chair, and came closer. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I pulled the nket more snugly around them.


    “Tell my brother Hades I’ll be worried about him,” Serena whispered quietly.


    I brushed my thumb against her cheek, my voice low, tender.


    “He won’t like that. How about I tell him you both will stay strong until he returns?”


    Silence lingered. Then both nodded in unison. I searched their eyes, then returned the nod with gentle conviction.


    “Go to sleep now. I’ll stay until you do.”


    To my presence, always the one to make them feel safe, they yielded quickly. Within moments, they were asleep.


    I sighed softly, watching their faces rx, then reached out to snuff themp. Quietly, I slipped from the room, closing the door behind me.


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    I was dripping wet when I surfaced into the Demon Realm, water trailing down my clothes as I made my way first to my father’s chamber.


    It felt like I had been expected; the Demon Elders were already gathered in the hall, and the King’s advisor, Salo, waited with them.


    I passed through their stares, the heavy doors opening for me without a word. They closed behind me, sealing me in.


    There he was, the Demon King, seated at the writing table, eyes bent over scrolls.


    I dropped to my knees immediately in respect<b>, </b>but he didn’t look up. I remained that way until, atst, he beckoned me forward.


    “Come. Sit.”


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    I rose carefully, stepping closer. I hovered at the chair until his gaze finally lifted to me..


    “Sit,” he repeated, firmer.


    I obeyed, sitting quietly as he finished reading, then folded the scroll and set it aside.


    “I’m running out of time, son,” he said, voice weary. “I can feel it. And I will not leave my kingdom in the hands of enemies.”


    Slowly, my eyes lifted to his.


    “I have ruled the Demons too harshly. Paid the maids nothing but crumbs. Let the guards starve while on duty. I indulged in wealth, listened to Salo’s advice that has brought me nothing but regret.”


    He sighed, almost broken, before continuing.


    “My word still stands. I will make no move until the third day of the next full moon. But for now…” His gaze hardened, pinning me. “You and your brother must be parted.”


    “Father…”


    “Together, the two of you…” His eyes burned as they locked on mine. “Together, you are formidable. Even against me, your father, the King. So I have only one solution.”


    I felt my heart pound harder, even before he spoke the words.


    “The great witch Ilythra will break the portal between the Lycan Kingdom and the Demon Realm. You and your brother will be severed, unable to reach each other, until the next full moon’s third day.”


    I froze, staring.


    “He will be sentenced to the Sky Prison,pletely isted, until the decision is made.”


    The words made my shoulders sag. He had already chosen.


    He pushed from the table, moving to his bed. I rose to help him, but he brushed me off with a sharp re.


    “Bring me your mate. Take the kingdom, if you care for me at all. Two powerful sons, yet neither will im the throne? So much for being the great Demon King.”


    He lowered himself onto the bed, his back to me, silent in dismissal.


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    I lingered for a long moment, then bowed deeply before turning to leave. I pushed the heavy doors open, bypassing the stares of the Elders and Salo’s unreadable eyes, and started toward the Sky Prison.


    That was when I felt it. A shift in the air, followed by a voice.


    “So, you are the killer of her Queen.”


    I froze.


    The mention of my mother stopped me cold. Slowly, I turned.


    Kiara Salo.


    The one Hades would be forced to marry if his mate didn’t appear by the next full moon. The daughter of Salo. And the woman I had seen, seen in my visions ughter my brother on their wedding night to seize the throne for herself.


    She was beautiful, yes. But her heart was venom. I could feel it radiating from her.


    She stepped closer and I avoided her gaze.


    “Don’t you think it’s better to let your brother take the throne?” she asked smoothly, her eyes sharp. “You’ve taken everything from him. The love his father should have had only for him,


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    stole half of it. The throne he was meant to inherit, you reach for it, too. And his mother…” She sneered. “You killed her.”


    The words struck a nerve so deep I almost snapped.


    Slowly, I lifted my eyes to hers. She red, her malice zing, and for a fleeting moment I saw her death, clear as if it had alreadye.


    “Hades must loathe you more than anyone,” she hissed. “For killing his mother. For making him grow without knowing a mother’s love. You don’t belong here. You don’t belong anywhere. You are cursed, condemned, and you will never know happiness.”