TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 471

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CHAPTER 394: LORD RHOVAN OF CAELORA

EMBER’S POV

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And her whole face transforms, and this is a thing I have never once seen on my mother in twenty–six

years.

Before my eyes, Devika’s gaze sparks and dilates.

The arrogant lines of her face melt away completely, leaving her looking startlingly helpless and almost shy. It is the most terrifying thing I have ever seen her do.

Pure horror grips me as the truth finally dawns on me.

My mother was in love.

“Oh, he was the most beautiful thing I ever laid eyes on,” she says, smiling. “Black hair down to his shoulders. A smile like a charming devil. Gold on every single finger, and he put it on me, Ember. He draped me in things I’d only ever watched other women wear on TV. He looked at a rogue girl carrying drinks in a mountain and saw something worth claiming.” Her eyes shine, wet and far away. “I was eighteen. He took me to his bed on the Night of the Amber Eye, and I have never, before or since, felt so alive. In the morning he kissed me goodbye and rode out with the caravan, and once again, I stood in the cold watching the man of my dreams get smaller, and I thought the soul–deep yearning would kill me where I stood.”

“Who was he?” My voice has gone paper–thin.

She looks at me, and something crosses her face that’s the nearest thing to tenderness she has ever once pointed in my direction.

And it is unbearable, because I already know that whatever she says next is going to tear the floor out from under my whole life.

“His name was Rhovan,” she murmurs, the name slipping past her lips with that terrible, dreamy softness.” Lord Rhovan of Caelora.”

Lord?

Beside me, Knox catches it in the exact same half–second.

“Lord?” Knox asks sharply, his eyes narrowing. “Not a king? Not an Alpha? What was he, an Alpha king’s son?”

Devika actually laughs.

“There are no kings in the East, Alpha. No Alphas at all. The East is a matriarchy, and it always has been. The women rule. The Alpha Queens, the Lunas, the matriarchs of the old blood–they hold a power colder, darker, and older than any crown you’ve ever worn. The men are just kept things. Beautiful, titled possessions. Powerful only through the women who own them. They’re called Lords out of courtesy, and every last one of them knows it in his bones.”

Devika’s eyes suddenly glaze over, the cold silver light of the scale pulling at her, physically forcing her to satisfy the rest of my wager.

CHAPTER 3RD RHOVAN OF CAELORA

To tell me exactly what she did next.

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“But I didn’t know any of that back then,” she continues, her voice smoothing out into a haunting rhythm. ” Back then, he was just a man dripping in Caeloran gold who took a rogue girl to his bed on the one night a year the goddess turns her eyes away.” Her jaw tightens. “And then, come morning, I did the stupidest thing a girl in my position could possibly do. I waited for him.”

I almost laugh at her naivety.

“You have to be joking,” I say flatly, my eyes narrowing at her. “You thought he was coming back? He was a royal lord passing through a rogue mountain. You really thought a one–night stand was enough to make him stay?”

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