From Betrayed Luna to Wolf Queen (Lillian) novel Chapter 316

Chapter 316

3rd Person’s POV

Rowan said nothing, observing the scene as it unfolded like a carefulry staged play. A faint, rosafe spoke with unwavering authority as though he understood his daughters to their wey marrow.

Rowan almost scoffed.

He had seen sides of them Eldric never had–especially Lylah.

At the sound of her name spoken with such cold disdain, something sharp flared inside him. His wolf brots Because if anyone had the right to speak her name with that kind of familiarity–harsh or otherw

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Six years ago, Eldric had cast her out without hesitation, discarding her like wounded prey left for the forez to

And Rowan had been the one to find her.

He had taken her in, brought her into his territory, into his pack. He had shielded her, claimed responsibility where her own bloed had riot. Gold had changed hands that day–a transaction meant to erase her existence from Eldric’s life but Rowan had paid that debt many times over.

A dark, possessive certainty settled deep in his bones.

Lylah was his.

And not even her father had the right to forget it.

“Rowan,” Eldric’s voice cut through his thoughts, “Cora suggested I reinvest in your project. I agreed. That venture you built with Logan… or whichever one it is now.” His tone was edged with impatience. “When do you intend to finalize it? When will it start yielding profit? I’ve waited long enough.”

Rowan said nothing, letting him continue.

“If this is just wasted time, I’d rather put my resources somewhere worthwhile.” Eldric’s tone sharpened. “I have plans for pay son. I’ll place Orion in the Lunaris Research Center among the finest minds in Verdanth. After that…” His lips curved with ambition. ” may step down sooner than expected. Then the Ironcrest Alpha crown will pass to him.”

Cora went still.

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Her fingers tightened around the delicate stem of her goblet, knuckles paling as something bitter and scorching twisted in her chest.

“But there’s a complication,” Eldric continued, oblivious to the storm brewing beside him. “Orion is still young. Other Alphas may see that as weakness.” His voice dropped, calculating. “So I intend to secure his position early. I’ll build alliances. If necessary, buy loyalty. A few well–placed incentives among powerful packs–their Commanders, their councils–they’ll side with Ironcrest when the time comes.”

His words faded into a dull hum in Cora’s ears.

All she felt was suffocating anger.

Then Rowan spoke.

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Why spend so much, he said evenly, “When your daughter could secure that alliance for free?”

Silence snapped into plase,

Rowan turned his gaze to Cora, something unreadable flickering in his eyes. “Lon’t that right, Cora?”

Her head jerked toward him, eyes blazing, a sheen of furious, unshed tears satching the light. “What?”

“That night at the New Moon celebration,” Rowan continued smoothly, already shifting his attention back to Eldric. We want to Whitepine Pack, to Ivar the Fearless‘ estate. Surely you’re aware your daughter has a close relationship with Commander war of Whitepine?”

“Rowan-” she tried, a sharp warning in her voice.

“What?” Eldric cut in, his gaze snapping to her, sharp and predatory. “Is this true!

His wolf pressed forward beneath the surface, suspicion coiling into something far more possessive.

“And you said nothing. Not to me. Not to your own family.” His voice hardened, a dangerous edge creeping in. “Everything you have, every alliance, every advantage, belongs to Ironcrest. Or have you forgotten your place?”

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