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TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 369

CHAPTER 296: GET, OUT

EMBER’S POV

It hits the oldest wound I have, the one that says you are nothing on your own, you have always been nothing on your own, you survive only by attaching yourself to someone stronger.

And the fact that it’s true- the fact that the only reason I’m not dead in that storage room is that Knox reached through the bond and pulled me back makes it so much worse.

“That’s not fair,” I say, and my voice shakes.

“Fair.” She laughs, and it’s a terrible sound, all edges. “You are the second person in my lifetime to say that word to me, through that same trembling little mouth. I have no use for fair. I have use for STRONG. Harden your mind. Harden your body. Stop reaching for me with your grief and your panic and your bleeding-heart need to save every dying thing you trip over. Become a vessel worth the wine, and perhaps – PERHAPS -! will consider pouring myself into you for something other than your own survival. Until then? Stop calling. ! am tired of being summoned by a girl who weeps over birds.”

“Rayana doesn’t have time for me to become worthy-”

“Then Rayana doesn’t have time.” Flat and pitiless. “Grieve her. Let her go. Spend the time you have on the

things that might survive, instead of pouring yourself into a dead woman.”

I round on the beast in my own chest, and I scream at her.

“You’re a coward. You sit on all that power, and you hoard it like it’s too good for the world, and you call it art, you call it elegant, but it’s just selfishness with a crown on. You’re no better than a cruel bully. You’re no better than any of them, all you proud terrible people who decided being strong means letting the weak die so you don’t have to feel anything-”

The rotten ground heaves.

“ENOUGH.”

She says it cold, and that cold is worse than any roar.

The murk surges up around me like a tide, and her eyes flares blinding-white and furious.

I understand, one instant too late, that I have insulted something I cannot begin to comprehend the size

I am in a place I should never have been, with absolutely no idea how to leave.

“You forget yourself. I have carried this bloodline through wars that ended civilisations, and you – a sobbing call ME a coward.” The whole rotten world bares its teeth through her. “Out girl in a dead woman’s room Get OUT. Come back when you are worth the calling, Ember Caeloria. If you are ever worth the calling at all.”

And she throws me.

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CHAPTER 296 GET OUT

CHAPTER 296: GET, OUT

EMBER’S POV

It hits the oldest wound I have, the one that says you are nothing on your own, you have always been nothing on your own, you survive only by attaching yourself to someone stronger

And the fact that it’s true- the fact that the only reason I’m not dead in that storage room is that Knox reached through the bond and pulled me back- makes it so much worse.

“That’s not fair,” I say, and my voice shakes.

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it’s a terrible sound, all edges. “You are the second person in my lifetime to say that same trembling little mouth. I have no use for fair. I have use for STRONG. Harden body. Stop reaching for me with your grief and your panic and your bleeding-heart thing you trip over. Become a vessel worth the wine, and perhaps – PERHAPS -1 myself into you for something other than your own survival. Until then? Stop calling. I moned by a girl who weeps over birds.”

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doesn’t have time.” Flat and pitiless. “Grieve her. Let her go. Spend the time you have on the ight survive, instead of pouring yourself into a dead woman.”

the beast in my own chest, and I scream at her.

a coward. You sit on all that power, and you hoard it like it’s too good for the world, and you call it

u call it elegant, but it’s just selfishness with a crown on. You’re no better than a cruel bully. You’re no er than any of them, all you proud terrible people who decided being strong means letting the weak so you don’t have to feel anything-”

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