The Secret Heirs of the Lycan King (Bella and scott) novel Chapter 155

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Noir

Julie

I stood there frozen in front of the King and Queen, unable to speak. My throat felt dry, and my legs felt weak, because the force of the Lycan King’s command pressed down on my body. His aura was overwhelming Breathing felt like effort. 1 dropped to my fours even as Troy only inclined his neck.

Any other wolf would have dropped to their knees. Only Troy could withstand the Lycan King’s aura like this, asking him to revoke his order. In that moment, I understood again why Troy was the Alpha of the Silver Mane pack. He was stronger than the rest of us, not only in body but in will.

The King’s decision had already been made. Bella looked at me with quiet resolve. Troy’s jaw tightened as if he were holding back a storm. A shudder passed through me.

I knew this marriage would be a disaster from the very beginning. How could it be anything else? How could I live beside a man who had marked my sister, loved her, and lost her so violently? Every corner of his life would carry her shadow, Every shared space would feel like borrowed ground. When two people were forced into something like this, there could only be resentment. Fights would come. Distance would grow until it filled every space between us. I think there would only be distance between us. Because Troy didn’t want to emerge from my sister’s shadows.

I bowed to the King and Queen and left. The moment I stepped out of the cottage, the tears spilled down my face without control. I could feel Troy’s stare on my back. I didn’t turn around, but I knew he was watching me, as if he wanted to burn his questions into my spine.

Ever since I had rejected him years ago, my wolf had been angry with me. Lucere had never forgiven me for pushing Troy away. She had become difficult, quiet one moment and restless the next, refusing to come out easily, and sulking deep inside me. She hated the distance between us and our mate.

But the moment she understood what had been decided, her mood changed completely. While my heart filled with dread, Lucere perked up with excitement. She didn’t care about grief, or history, or guilt. All she knew was that our mate was close again. Our emotions clashed painfully. I felt trapped and afraid, while Lucere felt hopeful and restless, pulling at me from the inside. ‘We are marrying our moon mate! Her squeal filled my head.

The wedding happened quickly in two days. There were no celebrations. Only a few council members were present, along with the King and Queen. The ceremony was simple and cold. We stood beside each other and exchanged rings. Troy’s face stayed terse, his eyes distant. He did not kiss me. He did not mark me. I didn’t expect him to. I would not have accepted it even if he had tried. There was too much between us that was never going to be resolved.

It was announced soon after that Troy would officially take over from Brandon as the Alpha. The pack accepted it easily, welcoming their new Alpha. No one questioned the decision. And everyone congratulated us. Needless to say, my parents were very happy for me.

But after marriage, we went our separate ways. I returned to my apartment near the hospital. Troy went back to his house. He did not ask me to come with him. I was grateful for that small mercy, even though it stung.

A week later, the King and Queen left the pack lands. They returned to their own duties, unaware of the storm they had left behind. Life moved forward for everyone else, but for Troy and me, it became something awkward and hollow. Troy threw himself into his role as Alpha. He worked long hours, handled disputes, led patrols, and made decisions with sharp focus. He barely spoke to me. There was no warmth, no sign that we were married at all.

Among the pack, our marriage quickly became something people whispered about. They noticed that I did not live in the Alpha house. They noticed that Troy attended events alone. Why wasn’t their Luna with their Alpha?

Mom asked me about it directly. I gave her excuses.

“I’m closer to the hospital this way. We decided this works better for us,” I said calmly.

There was doubt in their eyes. “Julie, this is ridiculous!”

“My shifts are unpredictable. It’s easier to stay near work.”

“Are you mad?” she snapped. “Troy needs someone to be with him!”

I pointed, “Troy is very busy right now.”

“Do you realize that leaving Troy like that would raise doubts about you being the Luna of the pack? Other girls would do anything to be in your spot! Why can’t you be like Millie? She never left Troy even for a minute!”

I looked away. She didn’t know anything, and it

Successfully unlocked!

Inside me, Lucere grew more restless with each passing day. She wanted Troy to claim what she believed was rightfully ours. I resisted her as much as I could. I reminded her of everything that stood between us. I reminded her of Millie, of the pain. Some nights, her whining inside my head made sleep impossible.

One night, I finally gave in. I made her promise that she could come out, but only if she agreed not to go near Troy’s house.

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Nair

Lucere agreed quickly.

I went to the forest behind the hospital. When I let Lucere take over, the shift was immediate. She howled in joy as she se free, and then she ran deep inside the forest. She leaped over fallen logs, splashed through shallow streams, and chased glowing fireflies just for the joy of movement. I followed her senses loosely, feeling lighter than I had in weeks.

An hour passed like that as I rested at the back of her mind. For the first time in a long white, my mind felt quiet. Away from the prying eyes and daily questions.

All at once, Lucere slowed, her body going still. I felt it too, the shift in the air, the sense that we were no longer alone. Fear crept in before I could stop it. Then a strong scent reached me. Pine, mixed with damp earth. My breath caught.

I turned slowly. Several feet away, a massive white wolf stood in the shadows, watching us intently. He seemed to emerge from the darkness itself, his form blending with the trees, mist and the night. His eyes glowed faintly, fixed on us with an intensity that made my heart race.

It was Noir, Troy’s wolf.

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