Chapter 115\u00a0<\/p>\n
Selene\u00a0<\/p>\n
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55 vouchers,\u00a0<\/p>\n
I swung myself over the high stone wall and dropped to the ground below, landing lightly despite the height. A cloud of dust rose around my boots, and I straightened slowly, brushing my palms over my pants as I exhaled a long breath.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For a moment, I simply stood there, rolling my shoulders and stretching my neck from side to side until it let out a satisfying crack. Maeve had not exaggerated in the slightest, leaving the palace had been far more difficult than slipping out of the temple.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The guards here were sharper, and alert. Their patrol patterns were better, their eyes more observant, and their reactions faster. I had spent the last hour weaving through shadows, slipping behind pillars, ducking behind hedges, and timing my movements carefully. Every step had required calculation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If I had been anyone less experienced, I would have been caught within minutes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In my past life, I had trained on far harsher battlefields than this, sneaking through enemy territory. Compared to that, this was child\u2019s play, but that didn\u2019t mean it wasn\u2019t frustrating. I couldn\u2019t even incapacitate a single guard without risking an alarm, so I had no choice but to play an exhausting game of cat and mouse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Still, as I glanced back up at the towering palace walls behind me, a slow smile tugged at my lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had made it out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That alone sent a spark of excitement through my veins. I was free, at least for now, and one step closer to what I truly wanted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I lifted my gaze and took in the city beyond the wall.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My mouth parted in awe before I could stop myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh my goddess\u2026\u201d I whispered under my breath.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This place was nothing like any pack city I had ever seen before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wide, clean streets stretched out before me, lined with elegant stone buildings that looked more like works of art than mere homes or shops. People walked casually along the paths, chatting, laughing, and moving with an air of ease that felt almost surreal.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Their clothes were beautiful, intricate designs that screamed wealth without being gaudy. Even ordinary citizens looked as if they lived comfortably, without a trace of hardship weighing on their shoulders.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Market stalls were arranged neatly in organized rows rather than chaotic clusters. Merchants did not shout or beg for customers like in other cities. Instead, they stood calmly behind their wares, only speaking when someone approached them first.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Everything was orderly, and refined.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was as if war. famine. and suffering had affected this land.\u00a0<\/p>\n
10:23 Fri, Jan 23\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 115\u00a0<\/p>\n
A slow grin spread across my face as I rubbed my hands together almost greedily.\u00a0<\/p>\n
65 vouchers\u00a0<\/p>\n
If a pack could build a city like this, then their weaponry had to be extraordinary. My chances of finding a weapon that truly resonated with me felt higher than ever.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I could almost feel it in my bones, something powerful was waiting for me here. And when I find it, I would make sure Sienna regretted every breath she had ever taken.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At that thought, I felt Mira stir inside my mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Your thoughts are disturbingly twisted, Selene, my wolf sighed dryly. \u2018How can you be so certain you\u2019ll even get what you want?\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t hesitate before answering her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018I\u2019m not certain,\u2019 I admitted. \u2018But I can feel it. My instincts are screaming that today is important. Something is going to happen, and whatever it is, it will lead me to what I\u2019ve always been searching for.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was a brief pause in my mind before Mira spoke again, her tone more serious.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018I understand that you were a battle-crazed warrior in your past lives, but shouldn\u2019t you be thinking about something more important right now?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I frowned slightly. \u2018More important? Like what?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mira didn\u2019t miss a beat. \u2018Isn\u2019t it obvious? There is something far more urgent than weapons.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I raised an eyebrow. \u201cAnd that is?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Getting our mate to mark us.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I froze. My breath hitched, and for a moment my mind went completely blank. Slowly, I blinked, processing what Mira had just said. Then my brow rose sharply.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Wait\u2026 you want that asshole of a prince to mark us?\u2019 I asked. \u2018I thought you hated Adrian. You were his number one hater in all our past lives.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mira scoffed the moment his name echoed in my thoughts, her disdain obvious.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Not him,\u2019 she snapped. \u2018I would rather take the annoying Phoenix as your mate than that bastard.\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
A faint curl of amusement tugged at my lips despite myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The annoying Phoenix she was talking about was Lucas\u00a0<\/p>\n
The way Mira said it made him sound like an inconvenience she tolerated rather than a threat, and that alone. told me how deep her hatred for Adrian truly ran. Lucas might be loud, reckless, and infuriating at times, but even I had to admit, he was far better than Adrian had ever been. At least Lucas had never betrayed me when it mattered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I exhaled softly. Then who are you talking about? Isn\u2019t Adrian my mate?\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 115\u00a0<\/p>\n
For a moment, Mira was silent. When she spoke again, her voice was firmer than I had ever heard before. No. and that is the problem. Just like the last time you kissed him, I felt the mating bond when you two made love.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My fingers curled slightly at my side at her words.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018I don\u2019t know what is wrong, but it is clear that things are not as simple as you think. Fate is tangled, Selene. Your past, your future, your bond, and your power, it\u2019s all shifting. But no matter how complicated this is, I know one thing without doubt. She paused.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Alpha Damien is the right man for you.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My breath caught in my throat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Mira-\u2018\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018He is our mate,\u2019 she cut in. \u2018And you have to mark him. If you do, you will become even more powerful than you are now. Powerful enough to make the Mooncrest bow to you. Powerful enough that no one will ever dare to touch you again. Have you forgotten? In your past life, you prayed to the Moon Goddess for help. You also prayed to the devil\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
I nodded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That time, when I took my own life in my past existence. I had begged both the Moon Goddess and the devil for a second chance. I didn\u2019t care who answered me then. All I wanted was to remember my next life. After my mate and my twin sister betrayed me, I refused to go through that same nightmare again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Perhaps,\u2019 she continued, \u2018the devil you called upon was the Demon of the West, Alpha Damien. Maybe what you truly needed was never the goddess\u2019s mercy, but a demon who wouldn\u2019t hesitate to burn the world for you.\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t react to her words.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mira had never been like this before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In every lifetime, she had been cold, quiet, and observant, never interfering, never pushing, never demanding. She let me choose, let me fall, and let me rise.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was the first time she had stepped forward so decisively.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What kind of man was Damien that even Mira, my ruthless wolf, was reacting like this?\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was to respond when suddenly, a voice cut through my thoughts\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHey\u2026 pretty boy.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I paused and looked up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Two men stood in front of me, smirks plastered across their faces as their eyes slid over me from head to toe.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I tilted my head slightly, studying them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
10.25 Fri, Jan 23\u00a0<\/p>\n
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One of them chuckled. \u201cYou look lost. Where are you going? We\u2019ll take you there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The other nodded eagerly. \u201cYes, follow us. We\u2019re good people. We know the way.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My lips twitched at their words.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Without them knowing, I read against their minds.\u00a0<\/p>\n
88\u00a0<\/p>\n
55 vouchere:\u00a0<\/p>\n
Immediately, one of them sneered inwardly, \u2018Heh, what a nice catch. He looks rich. Let\u2019s take every coin he has, give him a proper beating, and ruin that pretty face of his.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A slow, dangerous smile curled across my lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Another foolish pair trying to cheat me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Let them all try.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mira\u2019s words echoed in my mind again, but I dismissed them with an inward shake of my head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t need a demon to burn the world for me. I was perfectly capable of doing that myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I met their gaze calmly, my expression serene, though something dangerous glinted in my eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLead the way, big brothers,\u201d I said, my tone gentle and innocent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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