Chapter 161
Zephyrine
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I made my way toward him, but he didn’t react, didn’t even give the slightest sign that he could feel my presence. He just stood there, unmoving, and I walked carefully until I was right before him, silent and cautious.
I never knew in the past, but now I am fully aware of how much he scares me. How terrified I am of his wrath. Of his silence. Of the thought that he might never forgive me.
“It’s a beautiful night, isn’t it?” I said softly, and to my surprise, he lifted his gaze to the sky.
That simple movement made my heart clench. How perfect can a man be?
I watched him stare at the sky briefly before lowering his gaze again. Then silence. Heavy, suffocating silence. My panic rose instantly. He must be mad.
“You don’t drink? There’s plenty of wine in the hall.”
“I am dangerous when I’m drunk,” he replied, his voice low, calm. Again, my heart clenched. He wasn’t scolding me. Somehow that felt even worse.
“Lycan…” I began, but before the words could form, he looked up at me, and everything I wanted to say died on my lips.
Gently, he reached for the saddlebag, pulled out an elegant white fur cloak, and carefully draped it over my shoulders. Then he stepped aside to study it.
“Looks perfect. Just your size,” he muttered, then lowered his gaze with that familiar frown. “I was… afraid it wouldn’t fit. It was a guess. I’m happy it fit. A present to your ascension. White looks good on you.”
A lump rose in my throat. For a moment I felt like weeping. He was truly mad this time. In the past, he would have turned away in silence, not even bothered with words. But now? Now he wasn’t asking questions, wasn’t saying anything about my trip. Just… cold.
The fur cloak weighed heavily on me, and I stepped closer to him.
“Lycan…” I whispered. “Lycan, I’m sorry.”
He didn’t speak. His eyes stayed fixed on the ground, and it tore me apart. How do you appease a cursed king?
“Lycannar?”
He looked into my eyes then, expressionless, unreadable.
“Lycan, I am truly sorry. I swear it.”
No words came. He held my gaze for a while, then nodded once, lowering his eyes again.
Silence. My chest heaved. Panic churned inside me. I reached for him, but the one glance he gave me froze my hand in midair. I went cold instantly.
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Chapter 161
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“Don’t you dare,” he murmured, voice calm, so calm it was deadly. I knew, without doubt, he’d snap touched him now.
if I
Frustration and fear collided with the ache of my brother’s fate, and my eyes burned with tears. His glare pressed on me like a crushing weight, and I couldn’t breathe.
“Lycan…” I called shakily, but he only looked away, jaw tight. “Lycan?”
“What am I to you?” he asked suddenly, looking back at me. My breath caught. “Did I ever mean anything? What’s between us… is it anything to you?”
I searched his eyes desperately, sniffled.
“You know how much you mean to me, Lycan?”


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