The Rogue is a Female Alpha novel Chapter 318

Chapter 318

Chapter 318

Zephyrine

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Walking into the dining hall, I found myself face–to–face with Jurrek Bane, who had been let in and directed there by Blue.

She bowed before me, and I gave her a small nod. She slipped away quietly, leaving me alone with Jurrek.

For a while after her departure, I couldn’t help but stare at him in curiosity and confusion. Why is he here?

“Are you okay?” That was the first thing he asked. He walked closer and reached for and I let him take it. “Tell me. Are you okay?”

“Until you came here,” I whispered honestly. “I know my brother sent you.”

my hand,

No sooner had I said those words than the princesses arrived. Princess Serena paused briefly in the doorway before walking over to pull me into a hug.

I gave Princess Mearez a smile, and she returned it. Silence fell afterward. An awkward silence between Princess Mearez and Jurrek. I used the moment to walk toward the long dining table and sit down.

I felt a bit dizzy this morning, probably from hunger. I hadn’t eaten properly in days. Not since Varyn resurrected and started causing chaos.

I was lost in thought until I felt a tender touch on my back. I looked up slowly to see Lycannar caressing my shoulder, a soothing warmth running down my spine at his presence.

I reached to cover his hand with mine, then turned to Jurrek, who had stepped forward and bowed to the King. Lycannar returned the gesture.

“I heard you’ve not been well,” Jurrek said to Lycannar.

“I’m fine,” Lycannar replied, and Jurrek sighed, almost in relief.

Then he walked around the table to stand across from me, his eyes fixed on mine.

“Lord Osmir is dead.”

I froze at those words.

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“Lord Osmir of the council?” I asked. He nodded, and I raised an eyebrow. “How?”

“Varyn stabbed him several times in a fit of rage, Zephyr.”

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Cold chills ran down my spine, and Lycanmar’s touch on my shoulder grew more tender, as if he could feel my tension.

What is happening now? For Varyn to stab Lord Osmir, it means everything is completely out

of control.

Lord Osmir might be shrewd and manipulative, but he was still a council member, someone whose words we were bound to respect to a point. And now Varyn had killed him? In a rage? Then the gods help us.

“It’s about time they start dying,” I murmured under my breath. “They’re the real architects of evil.”

“Zephyr…” Jurrek’s voice came now serious, heavy. I found myself unable to look at him.

I didn’t want to face it. Somehow, I could already sense what was coming, and I didn’t want to acknowledge it.

“Your brother demands an audience,” he finally said, and I slowly looked up. “Today, without fail. He wants to speak with you and I can tell you this for free it’s a declaration of war. He won’t stop until the Lycan King is dead. He won’t stop at all. I swear to you.”

Goosebumps prickled across my skin, and a wave of nausea washed over me. I bowed my head, trying to shake it off, then nodded.

“I’ll come. I’ll be right after you.”

He looked at me for a moment before nodding. Gently, he bowed to Lycannar, then turned to the princesses to bow again.

Having delivered his message, he started toward the exit, but at the doorway, he paused and turned back to Princess Mearez, taking her hand.

“I will still come and do the needful, Princess. I promise.”

There was no need for further clarity. She simply understood. She nodded, watching him leave, each of us heavy with our own emotions.

Lycannar’s expression shifted too. After Jurrek left, he turned away, stepping toward the bedchamber. I bit my lower lip.

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“Please excuse me.” I said softly to the princesses, then followed him inside.

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He walked toward the writing desk and sat down quietly, clearly troubled by something. Something big.

With a sigh, I walked closer and sat on the bed across from him.

“Lycan,” I called.

He turned his head, looking at me in silence. The pressure in the air was thick.

“I’m fine,” I said. “I’ll go and return without any trouble.”

He didn’t reply, only nodded, and I sighed again.

“What’s wrong? Are you mad at me?”

“At myself,” he answered, looking away. “This is my battle, it seems. It shouldn’t be weighing you down.”

“It doesn’t.”

“Yeah… I know,” he murmured, then got up and came to sit beside me on the bed. Gently, he took my hand, caressing it.

“You know you can talk to me. About anything. About how you feel, and what fighting your brother does to you. You might feel guilt, or even regret. After all, he’s your blood.”

My heart warmed at his words, his concern. And then, in a blur, the buried memories surfaced. Varyn slapping me so hard I nearly fainted. The way he looked at me like I was nothing.

“Have you ever hit your sisters?” I asked suddenly, catching him off guard.

He stared at me for a long moment, as if I’d lost my mind.

“How do you mean… hit?”

“Like… slap their faces, push them, drag them forcefully. Anything physically hurtful.”

His brows drew together in confusion.

“Why would I ever do that to my sisters? There are other ways to punish them if they sin. Like lock them in their chambers, refuse to speak to them for days, or threaten to send them to my brother Hades, who’s far stricter than I am. But hit them? Never. I will never do that. They’re fragile. All women are. You all are strong in many ways, but we men are meant to cherish you,

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not make life harder. And wait… why are you asking me this?”

I hesitated, his words echoing in my head. Then I lowered my gaze.

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“I lived with Nyroth for five years, and all he ever did to his sister was pamper her, almost to a fault. I’ve known you only for months, and all I’ve seen is how you worship your sisters. But my own brother slapped me so hard I nearly bled from my lips. He pushed me toward the bed like I disgusted him.”

My voice trembled slightly.

“Maybe he does that because I’m a warrior but you know I’m a warrior too, yet you handle me with such care. You ask if I ever feel guilt for standing against him? The answer is no, Lycan. Varyn has gone astray, beyond saving. I hesitated before, but now I see the truth. If I could turn back time, I would have let him rot in Blackwater. Because somehow, I can feel it, that many bodies will fall in the coming war. And gods help us… one of our beloveds might fall with them.”