LOGINPeace had become wonderfully ordinary. There was a time when I believed such a thing existed only in stories.Back then, every morning had begun with uncertainty, every smile had hidden another scheme, and every knock upon the door carried the possibility of devastating news. I had grown so accustomed to waiting for the next disaster that, for a long while, happiness itself had felt almost suspicious.Now, it had become our everyday life.Five years had quietly slipped past, carrying away the remnants of old grief with them.The Golden Eclipse Pack had flourished beyond anything even its elders had imagined. The union between the pack and the Caelthorn Trade House had transformed both territories into one of the strongest economic powers within the Kingdom of Waevalon. Merchant caravans traveled safely beneath the protection of the Alpha's warriors, while trade routes stretched farther than they ever had before, reaching neighboring kingdoms that once seemed impossibly distant.Prospe
The night before our wedding passed with surprising peace. Neither of us attempted anything particularly mischievous. That alone probably qualified as a miracle.After everything we had been through together, Lucretius and I had somehow arrived at the same silent conclusion without ever needing to discuss it. We had both learned our lesson.The last time anticipation had gotten the better of us, we had barely tried to tease each other to see if he was going to break to his promises of not touching me before our wedding. This time, we behaved.Well, mostly.I smiled to myself at the memory of the way Lucretius had quietly gathered me into his arms after we returned from the celestial realm. There had been no playful teasing, no stolen kisses that lingered too long, nor wandering hands determined to test my already fragile self-control.Instead, he had simply held me.His chin resting lightly atop my head while my cheek pressed comfortably against his chest, listening together to the q
For several long moments, I simply stood there, unable to move.The lavender swayed gently around us beneath a breeze that carried neither warmth nor cold, only the quiet serenity unique to the Celestial Realm. Somewhere in the distance, silver streams shimmered beneath an eternal sky, their waters reflecting constellations untouched by the passage of mortal time. It was as though the heavens themselves had paused, allowing me this single moment before reality finally settled into my heart.My gaze remained fixed on the two figures standing before us.It was Mother and... Father.No.That couldn't be right.I blinked once, then again, almost expecting the vision to dissolve the moment I looked too closely. Yet Father remained exactly where he was, standing comfortably beside Mother with the same gentle smile that had always managed to quiet every storm inside me."Father?"The word slipped from my lips before I realized I had spoken it aloud.He smiled wider. "There you are, my little
Two weeks had passed. It was remarkable how much life could change in merely fourteen days.The Waevalon Kingdom no longer whispered about attempted assassinations. No one spoke of trade negotiations or House of Valmere's downfall in hushed voices behind fans and champagne glasses.The trials had begun shortly after Marcelo and Seraphine's arrest. Their crimes against the Crown, the Caelthorn Trade House, and the Waevalon Kingdom had become impossible to deny once the royal military finished presenting the evidence Lucretius and Enoch had painstakingly gathered. The confessions, financial records, testimonies, and correspondence spoke louder than any defense ever could.Justice had finally begun doing what grief never could. It allowed people to breathe again.As for me, I had stopped counting how many mornings I had awakened without reliving the past first. There were no more dreams of betrayal. No more wondering whether footsteps outside my bedroom belonged to an assassin. No more w
The silence between us stretched until it almost became tangible. Neither of us spoke.Neither of us looked away.The man standing behind those iron bars searched my face as though desperately trying to place a memory that refused to belong to him. Perhaps, there had once been a time when that gaze would've made my heart race.When I would've mistaken his attention for affection... When a single smile from him could have brightened my entire day... Now, I simply looked back.Without resentment. Without longing. Without love.It was a strangely liberating realization.The heavy iron gate closed behind us with a deep metallic clang. The sound echoed throughout the detention grounds before gradually fading into silence. Only then did I realize I had been holding my breath.I heaved out a sigh. The cool evening breeze brushed against my face, carrying with it the familiar scent of pine drifting from the forests surrounding the Golden Eclipse territory. It washed away the stale air of the
The path leading toward the eastern detention grounds stretched quietly beneath the afternoon sun. Unlike the livelier sections of the Golden Eclipse Pack, this part of the territory remained almost unnaturally silent. The training fields had long since disappeared behind us, replaced instead by towering pines whose branches swayed gently whenever the wind wandered through them.The only sound accompanying us was the steady rhythm of our footsteps against the stone pathway.My fingers remained comfortably intertwined with Lucretius'. Or rather... he refused to let go. Not that I minded. His hand had always felt like home.For several minutes, neither of us spoke. The silence between us wasn't awkward. It rarely ever was. It simply existed, allowing each of us to become lost in our own thoughts without feeling the need to fill every quiet moment with conversation.Eventually, I glanced sideways. Lucretius hadn't looked away from the path ahead once. His expression remained calm. I smil
Before the advancement ceremony for the military soldiers who had been promoted, we held the mourning ceremony for our lost soldiers.It was brief, solemn, and heavy with the kind of silence that pressed against the chest. Names were read where some unfamiliar, others spoken with a pause that betra
"Lady Euphyllia, you haven't eaten yet."His voice came from the doorway, as though afraid that even sound might bruise me.I didn't turn.The wind outside my balcony was louder than I remembered, clawing at the stone railings, tugging at the curtains like restless fingers. Below, the cliffs stretc
I was limping when we had lunch with everyone the next day, and Lucretius even carried me in his arms because I insisted we join the group.He was insatiable last night. As always. That he didn't stop fucking me until I was satisfied. No. Scratch that.Even if I was satisfied, I would wake up afte
"Come and sit on my face, wifey. Suffocate me with your thighs," Lucretius said, as he lay on the daybed while I was straddling him with my back turned toward him.A gasp escaped from my lips when his hands on my waist dragged my hips to have it rested on his face. My body instantly shivered in del







