The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 175

Chapter 175: The Queen Who Shattered Fate

Raven didn’t say it to insult her. If anything, she was in awe.

The world had its own sense of balance. Every event stacked up on top of one another like rocks forming a tower.

But among all those solid stones, there was one small piece, not as heavy, not as noticeable. And yet, once that tiny rock was pulled out, the entire foundation began to crack.

Primrose had only been back for a few months, but the changes she had caused—knowingly or not—were already too significant.

Leah, who was supposed to die in a carriage accident, had ended up in the Forsaken North. Maybe she’d freeze to death. Maybe she’d survive.

Honestly, Primrose didn’t care either way.

She had known about Silas’s schemes before he could kill her.

She had saved Callen’s life, driving him away for the cause of his death.

She’d met Salem, a person she was never supposed to cross paths with.

And so many more things.

But the biggest shift, the one that changed everything, was her relationship with Edmund.

In this life, Primrose had managed to break through all the old miscommunications they once struggled with in the other timeline.

Edmund had learned how to love her openly, how to express his feelings in a way so sincere, it left Primrose quietly amazed by how far he had come.

They cherished each other deeply, showing love without hesitation, without holding back, and without that old fear of being unwanted or misunderstood.

And that change alone was powerful enough to crack the very foundation of the life she had once known.

"I’m not following where this is going, Lady Raven," Primrose said, her voice calm as she pretended not to understand what Raven was talking about.

"You don’t have to pretend in front of me, Your Majesty," Raven replied. "There’s no one in this world who understands fate better than I do."

And yet, she still couldn’t escape her own.

No—actually, Raven had chosen to walk through the thorns herself because she wanted to have a child of her own.

So in a way, she was right. She did know fate better than anyone else ... otherwise, she would’ve never married the Marquess in the first place.

Primrose sat down on the couch and took a deep breath, calming herself. She needed to be sure, really sure, that Raven was the right person to trust with the truth.

"You’re right, Lady Raven." She looked at her deeply, holding eye contact without flinching. "I came back from the future. I returned from the dead."

Raven’s eyes widened. She had suspected it, yes, but hearing it spoken aloud still left her stunned.

"That’s ... not possible," Raven murmured, almost like she was speaking to herself. "I’ve never seen a case like this."

[There is no perfect magic to return to the past. Everyone who ever used dark magic to go back only lasted a day. Any longer, and their souls would be crushed,] she thought.

[But why ... why is Her Majesty completely fine? She looks like she’s been living in this timeline for months now.] fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

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