TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 478

CHAPTER EMBER OF SAELORA

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CHAPTER 401: EMBER OF CAELORA?

EMBER’S POV

And finally, it all hits me. The crushing weight of every truth Devika has spilt about my origins.

The crushing realisation that I was never of Northern descent.

I was Eastern.

I was of royal Eastern blood.

Ember of Caelora?

My heart races, dread eating up my insides.

Rhovan.

Lord Rhovan of Caelora.

My father is an Eastern Queen’s chosen mate, a man who dreamed of overthrowing his own wife, and his blood has been in me my whole life while no one ever told me.

The realisation hits me so hard I can barely breathe, bringing Sapphire’s glazed eyes and cryptic words from my trance back to the surface.

She had told me herself that when my own people find me, they’d kill me.

I finally understand.

My own people. The East.

If the Alpha Queen ever discovers the bastard daughter her husband created with his secret whore, she will burn the world down to see me dead.

I am the living evidence of a royal treason, and yet I have spent years believing I was an omega nobody. Meanwhile, the North’s worst enemies have their blood flowing in my veins.

The truth is threatening to pull me under. But right under it, hot, blinding, and climbing for my throat, comes the rage.

“You knew,” I seethe. “All of it. My whole life! You knew who my father was, what I was, where I came from. And you looked at me every day and told me nothing. You made me believe I was nothing!”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Devika matches my fury with an eye roll. “What use was the truth to you, Ember? Would knowing your father was an eastern lord have kept Gale’s fists off you? Would it have made you safe? No It would have turned you into a loudmouthed bitch, running off to find your real father, or whatever sentimental bullshit they teach kids on TV these days. You’d become one more thread for the East to follow home, and I spent so many fucking years cutting every thread that could point them back to me. You were the biggest of all. The living proof. Though I should have known it wouldn’t matter. I should have known none of my efforts would make a difference, because you’d find your own way to make my life hell. You were born to do exactly that, and you have never once failed at it.”

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stare at her, too much rising to sort one feeling from the next, so i grab the one thing that will hold the practical thing. The thing that brought me into this mountain,

“Then explain this to me,” I say, “because none of it touches what actually came for. The suppressant know you drugged me, Mother, I know you suppressed my wolf so deep that we have such a temble connection. So why? Why drug a child? The questions spill faster now. “And who was the woman wery came with the pills, the one with the two little girls? And why do you still look over your shoulder, if losite thinks you’re dead and rotting? None of it fits, and I want it to fit.”

Devika leans in, and she turns cold and shrewd.

“That is a great many questions to want for free, girl. This is the house. You know the price. Wager.

My heart drops, because I’ve spent so much of myself already tonight, and don’t know how much is left But I open my mouth to name another memory anyway, because I have to know,

“No.”

Knox’s voice cuts across the table.

“I’ve got this round.” He doesn’t look at me; his eyes are locked on Devika, “Her questions stand. But l ask them instead, and I’ll pay for them.” He leans in, and his voice sharpens into that of a strategist. “You told us the Silver Wolf moves by birth. Host to host, down the ruling line, and the host is the queen, Isolde. So humour me this. If the silver wolf of Caelora only passes through Isolde’s own blood, through her own

“How does an eastern body, then how in the Goddess’s name is it my girl?” He tilts his head toward queen’s most guarded treasure end up in the unwanted child of her runaway serving girl? Answer that, and everything else she asked answers with it.”

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