****************
Chapter 167
~Valerie’s POV~
The jubilation that rang out felt like a genuine victory, thanks to the lovely match that was played.
As for me... I couldn’t tear my eyes away.
My gaze flickered across the field to the heirs before settling on Dristan. Unlike the others, he did not celebrate or cheer.
Instead, he turned slowly, lifted his gaze straight to mine... and smirked as though conveying a silent message, like he knew exactly what he’d done.
Then his gaze drifted from mine to his side. I followed his line of sight to where Kai stood.
This had been a game to show off to their mate, who did best, and sadly, Kai lost. Although they were all my mates, I would have preferred a draw to silence whatever future brawl would happen.
***********
By the time the whole training march was over, the sun had dipped lower. Golden light filtered through the high hedges, casting long shadows that danced across the stone benches where my girls were already gathered.
Emerald, Isla, and Astraea had claimed their usual corner—half shrouded in ivy but definitely fully shrouded in gossip.
"Hey Val," Isla greeted as I sat beside them.
I had been distant since the scandal and avoiding everyone but today, I just needed to mingle.
"Hey girl, how are you?" Emerald asked, shifting to give me space.
"Thanks."
"Are you still feeling down after shaking the whole school?" Astraea questioned, and I smiled.
"Nah. She didn’t just shake the school," Emerald was saying with a wicked grin. "You steamrolled it."
Isla nodded solemnly, tucking a strand of soft blonde hair behind her ear. "Titania’s still trending. And not in a good way."
"I heard two fae dignitaries from her court reached out for an apology from you but you shooed them away," Astraea added, sipping from her enchanted bubble tea like she hadn’t just dropped a political bomb.
Immediately, all three turned toward me.
"What?" Emerald and Isla voiced in unison.
My brows creased as my gaze darted between them. I shrugged lightly. "Hey, I did not meet any diplomat. All I got was Titania being Titania this morning."
"I heard she had tried to hit you," Isla said flatly. "You slapped her across a courtyard and then walked away like a goddess."
"She had it coming," I muttered, brushing nonexistent dust off my joggers. "Though I did not slap her across the courtyard."
But Emerald wasn’t letting go that easily. "Still. That clip’s already got six edits, two fan accounts, and a remix." Her green eyes sparkled with mischief. "Also... you kissed two of them Alpha heirs."
I hummed, keeping my gaze fixed on the hedge’s shadows.
Because that wasn’t what had been playing in my head for the last forty-eight hours.
The slaps, gossip and whatnot were the least of my worries. What had been shoving its way into my mind was their eyes.
Kai. Dristan. Axel. Xade.
All four of them had their eyes shining blue like I had seen on several occasions, but when I saw them march with the Lycan Heirs that day and the colour difference, it struck me again.
Why did all the heirs have it, but I didn’t? And these eyes weren’t characterized by your natural colour but by grief, status or pain.
A shimmering, soul-deep, sky-split shade. But I saw it.
Each time their emotions peaked—whether it was lust or fury or something darker—that unnatural light bled through.
It wasn’t instinct. It was a memory.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: My Alphas' Dark Desires