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Listening attentively, then he sighed and asked,
“That… Luna who has a pup, what do you think of her?”
I raised a brow, surprised he was even asking.
“Don’t tell me you’ve fallen in love.”
“Love is a strong word, Apex. You know… she and I had a one night?”
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I nodded. I knew they had made love that night, when Zephyrine was spellbound with her ex.
“She is… sweet, and… I don’t want her to think I just had a night and left. Like… when she came and didn’t find me.”
I looked at my brother now, as he pulled off the ring from his finger and extended it to me.
“Give it to her if she everes by.”
Hearing this, I flicked my eyes to him, raising a brow, and he looked away as though I had caught him red–handed.
“You are in love, brother Hades,” I murmured, but he scoffed, trying <i>to </i>deny it.
“Nonsense. Haven’t you ever had a one night stand? It’s just…”
I waited, searching his eyes until his voice faltered. He looked at me and swallowed.
“It’s crazy, right? That I want a woman more than once?”
His question made me swallow. I reached for the ring from him and tucked it away before murmuring my answer.
“If falling in love means crazy, then yes. It is crazy to want a woman more than once.” I looked at him to ask, “So who’s going to marry the betrothed Father chose for us at the end of the next full moon?<b>” </b>
To that, he stared at me narrowly.
“Maybe you are willing <i>to </i>leave your woman for the demon throne. I am not ready to marry <i>a </i>
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crazy woman that will kill me. If Father doesn’t trust me with the woman I bring forward, then he doesn’t trust me to lead. So what’s the use of sitting on that throne?”
“It sounds like your situation is a bit better than mine. My woman is an Ashmere.”
“My own woman, if she ever wants to be, is a widow, and she has a pup. That’s never a problem for me, but I wonder if Father will ever want that.”
He shrugged, telling himself everything would be fine, but it never worked. Soon enough, his shoulders sagged with exhaustion. And right there, I looked at him still, my heart stirring with the words she had spoken. The same words thedy had said to me on my way here.
I watched my brother in silence, wondering if he was mad at me for murdering our mother at birth.
Am I… taking everything away from Hades? Even the love his father was supposed <i>to </i>give him?
Those were the thoughts swirling in my mind when I felt his gaze on me. I looked up to see him staring.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. I shook my head slowly. “Keeping things from your big brother?” <fn20bd> Checktest chapters at Find_Novel(.</fn20bd>
I searched his eyes before lowering my gaze, frowning softly in curiosity.
“I’m sorry Mother died at my birth,” I murmured. “I killed her… and I will pay for that truth. Always.”
Silence fell heavy. The sky prison was already quiet, but now it was so weighted I could hear a pin drop.
“Someone spoke to you before you came here?” he asked, and I nced at him briefly.
“Your betrothed. She said things… and it got to me.”
Words like that, about my mother, about me not belonging to any world, they always got to me. And Hades knew this.
“You must have hated me. For taking Mother away. For taking half the love Father was supposed to give you whole. Now I’m also considered an heir of this realm, which was supposed to be solely your right.” I looked at him and sighed. “You must hate me. Don’t you?”
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your stars I’m shackled. I’d strangle you to death already.” His words made me swallow.
“You were a baby when she died. How did you kill her? Did you bring a knife to her neck? Answer me.”
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“No.”
“Half of the love that was supposed to be fully mine? Your own father, the Lycan King, shrewd as he was, didn’t he love me more than he loved you?”
I swallowed, his words dragging me back through memory. He was right. My own father had cherished Hades more than me.
“And you talk about the throne of this kingdom? Isn’t it the same throne we’re both running from? Or wait… do you want it?”
I looked up at him narrowly, and he stared back before his tone softened, warm, brotherly, and startlingly firm.
“Mother was never happy here, little brother. But when she carried you in her belly… I had never seen her smile so much. She loved you. And when she gave birth to you… there was no regret in her face at herst moment. She was proud of you. Very, very proud of you. And I loved you too, at first sight. I love you, I love our sisters too, and I will die for all of you if need be. Don’t you dare let anyone, any needless talk,e between the bond we share. Because you are my brother. My younger brother. And I have no regrets that you were born.
We will meet again at the next full moon, little brother. And by then… we will smile.”