Chapter 309
Chapter 309
Zephyrine
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The silence that settled over the entire shifter empire felt different. Because tonight… tonight would be the night that went down in history.
I have endured, yet he took advantage of that. I have pleaded, yet he refused. I have vowed, yet he called it a bluff.
Standing by the window, I watched as the last of the commanders rode out of Ash Pack on horseback, heading to join the armies already waiting beyond the border.
It is tonight. I’ve been hearing the drums of war, the whispers, the noise, but tonight Varyn has chosen to spill blood, take heads, and deliver on his threat just as he promised.
Still staring, I caught the sound of footsteps from the hall behind me. Powerful, measured, armored. The door opened, and without looking I knew it was him.
Slowly, I turned, my eyes fixing on Varyn Ashmere’s face, the face of a man who had made up his mind.
Tonight, he would spill blood, burn down legacies, and leave kingdom in ruins.
In his hand was his sword, the same blade I had once wielded at Blackwater to kill and to save him.
I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that this same man, the one who after years of abandonment Lycannar had claimed his twin blades for was now the one who intended to kill
him.
I still couldn’t believe that this same man Princess Mearez had journeyed from her kingdom to heal and hear was now plotting her ruin.
“I’ll be back soon, little sister,” he said, the same tone he always used before going to war, just like five years ago. “I’ll bring back victory.”
Goosebumps rose over my skin at that familiar vow. Bring back victory… he always said it as a farewell. I had always prayed for it. But this time, I hesitated. Sadness and despair settled heavy in my heart.
One question lodged itself there, unshakable.
How far have we come to reach this point?
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“Please don’t go.” The words escaped before I could stop them, my voice soft, pleading, eyes brimming with sadness. “Varyn, please. Don’t do this.”
He stepped closer, closing the distance, cupping my check with his palm.
“Soon you’ll realize all I did was for our father,” he said, turning to go, until my plea sharpened into anger.
“You’re doing it for yourself. Not for Father. Let Father rest. He wouldn’t want this war.”
He turned back to me, gaze locked. I caught his hand, gripping it tightly, heart pounding.
“Varyn, don’t kill Lycannar. Let him be. Let his people be. That man has done nothing. You’ve all painted darkness around him until it clung. Apex is innocent…”
I was speaking fast, spilling my heart, until suddenly he yanked his hand away and struck me hard. The slap sent me stumbling toward the bed, breathless.
“Just because you’re trained as a warrior doesn’t mean you understand war. Just because you’re Alpha of this pack doesn’t mean you should forget who the seat truly belongs to. And just because I’ve kept quiet about your looseness doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten you’re a whore for our enemy. You’ll stay here and be silent while I do the work Father would be proud of. Stop me if you can.”
He left, slamming the door. Everything went silent. Dazed. Stunned.
For what felt like eternity, I sat motionless.
At last, I slowly sat up, wiping the sting of tears, staring into blankness. This was the first time he had struck me. For him to do it meant he was far beyond reason.
The door opened quietly. Dessyn entered, moving toward me gently.
“Zephyr…” she began, but her voice faded into the background.
Because I heard it, the marching footsteps of soldiers, the galloping hooves heading toward the Lycan Kingdom.
This was not the kind of war Lyçannar and I had once fought at Blackwater.
This was heavier, darker, massive. It involved thousands of lives. And my brother had said I could stop him if I could. He sounded confident, as if his strategy were unbreakable.
But should I worry about a man’s plan when the Moon Goddess herself had gifted me a spirit guard?
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She had spoken to me when I became Alpha. She had said, and I must quote.
Now I know.
Now I understand fully.
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To love is one thing; to accept the one we love is entirely another. Lycannar is my second- chance mate. He spilled my father’s blood on the battlefield before we knew each other. That is not a sin. I have forgiven that. And about his identity, the factor everyone fears, now I do not
care.
Be he Lycan, Demon, or anything at all, he is mine and I am his. Tonight, I will stand with him, repay his goodness with my support, and do what is right.
Slowly, I turned toward the bedframe where my sword had always rested. The last time I drew it was for Varyn. Tonight, I would draw it for myself, not for revenge, but to prevent regret. If anything happened to the Lycans, I would never forgive myself.
Fluttering my eyes closed, I awakened my power. I summoned my spirit guard, Le Fey.
In a breath, as though it had been waiting for this very moment, a roar shook the entire walls of Ash Pack. The sky itself seemed to split as it rose, wings beating, winds howling.
Slowly, I stood, walking to the window to look upon it. And as though even nature supported my mission, the runes etched across my skin began to glow warmly. From this night onward, I would no longer hide them.

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