Chapter 147\u00a0<\/p>\n
Third Person\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus had already brought Aysel to the Healers\u2019 Pavilion to visit Bastien, so he didn\u2019t rush to leave. Instead, he planned to take her for another full checkup.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel, who had grown tired of medicines and herbal wolf-tonics, looked utterly resistant.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m really fine,\u201d she protested, tail twitching in annoyance, \u201cDo you still not trust Kian\u2019s medical skill?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus frowned, gold predator-eyes narrowing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI heard you cough last night.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI just choked on water when I got up.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cA checkup won\u2019t hurt.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His hand lifted, ready to scoop her off her feet like the possessive\u00a0<\/p>\n
he was.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel pouted, grabbed his wrist, and crouched down dramatically, clinging to him like a little moon-wolf begging for mercy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSave me. Seeing healers is so annoying.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was the first time Magnus had ever seen her throw a tantrum like that. His wolf, Rafe, even huffed in amused disbelief. He was just about to relent-to tell her that if she truly disliked it, he would let it go-when a voice rang out behind them, tinged with shock and delight:\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAysel!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damon Blackwood.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damon had come to the Healers\u2019 Pavilion for business, not expecting to run straight into her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
These days, nothing in his life moved smoothly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His father-Alpha Blackwood-had changed in ways Damon still didn\u2019t fully understand. Ever since signing the land-transfer treaty with Serena Draven and the Ironhowl Pack, Alpha Blackwood\u2019s attitude had shifted entirely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The business responsibilities he once let go-handed to Damon with the expectation of\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/5\u00a0<\/p>\n
grooming a successor-were suddenly being reclaimed with increasingly suffocating control.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Two Alphas cannot reign over the same den.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When his father willingly loosened authority before, Damon had flourished-sharpening his claws, dominating the markets, proving his capability time and again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Everyone knew he excelled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Everyone acknowledged he would inherit the Eastern throne.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But now?\u00a0<\/p>\n
His father was pulling it all back, piece by piece.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just yesterday his mother had quietly warned him his father was acting strangely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He caught the hidden meaning instantly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had argued back-hot, wounded pride lashing out-only to receive a complex, heavy look\u00a0<\/p>\n
in return.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damon had always been immaculate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In his youth, in his academy years, in the business arena-he had been victorious, unstoppable, the perfect young wolf groomed to lead.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alpha Blackwood adored him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even with secrets, even with an outside lover, the Alpha shielded his heir ferociously.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damon was the chosen successor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The son others envied.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Until he faltered-more than once-for Celestine Ward.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had been spoiled by success, and his father had finally glimpsed the crack beneath the polished armor:\u00a0<\/p>\n
An Alpha who was decisive in the arena, but hesitant in matters of the heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Such weaknesses did not stay isolated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the wolf world, one fracture could spread through the entire foundation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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And Damon\u2019s emotional chaos had begun to drag down his work.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus\u2019s sudden rise had only magnified the danger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alpha Blackwood-ever the old fox-knew better than to place every egg in the same nest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had begun planning alternatives.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Which meant Damon had been pushed back into a probationary period-forced to prove himself again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For the first time, he confronted the cold, ruthless reality of his father.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The collapse of that lifelong belief-my father will always stand behind me-left him frozen inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But once a wolf had tasted the peak of power, how could he ever return to being anyone\u2019s second?\u00a0<\/p>\n
The once-unshakeable bond between father and son-between mentor and heir-had quietly begun to fracture.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damon resented it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet he also felt the raw thrill of it-like facing down the one enemy who understood him best.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The savage exhilaration of symbolically slaying one\u2019s creator burned through his veins.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He realized:\u00a0<\/p>\n
To truly claim the Blackwood throne, he had to topple the greatest obstacle in his path\u2014\u00a0<\/p>\n
his father.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And wasn\u2019t this another kind of trial?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Another hunt he must win?\u00a0<\/p>\n
In this storm of pressure, Damon instinctively thought of Aysel.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If there was anyone in the world who had once supported him without calculation, without hesitation-who had trusted him absolutely, even if it meant burning the world\u2014\u00a0<\/p>\n
it had been Aysel.\u00a0<\/p>\n
3\/5\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ever since she was six, Aysel had possessed so little in life that she clung fiercely to the people she loved, with a devotion bordering on obsession.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Those who didn\u2019t know her thought she was crazy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Those who had been loved by her knew the truth:\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was nothing more precious than being the one person she chose.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her loyalty was intoxicating.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had been Damon\u2019s most reliable spiritual haven.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But when he reached for his phone to message her\u2014\u00a0<\/p>\n
He remembered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had blocked him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They had severed all contact.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Completely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Terror and confusion crashed through him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So this was what it meant-\u00a0<\/p>\n
when someone truly didn\u2019t want to be found.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They could vanish like mist.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sudden, crushing emptiness-the plunge into a bottomless ocean with no lifeline-left him sleepless for nights.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He kept replaying it, over and over:\u00a0<\/p>\n
At what moment had he lost her?\u00a0<\/p>\n
He fell into the deep sea, but the driftwood he once counted on was gone,\u00a0<\/p>\n
He felt himself drowning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Drowning in an abyss of his own making.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had come to the Healers\u2019 Pavilion that day only because the scouts he sent reported that\u00a0<\/p>\n
4\/5\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alpha Blackwood had been entering and leaving the place with unusual frequency. Damon merely intended to verify what had gone wrong with his father.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But he never expected to see her there-\u00a0<\/p>\n
the woman who, for days, refused even to appear in his dreams.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The shock hit him like a tidal wave, drowning him in a surge of clation so fierce his wolf nearly broke through his skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But in the very next heartbeat, his face went deathly pale.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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