When The Moon Hides Her Crown (Seraphina) by Pooja novel Chapter 320

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW

The lycan kingdom buzzed with joy and excitement as the Lycan King’s castle shimmered like a newlywed bride. The arrangements were complete, the feast for the evening wedding was being prepared, and Mace had just brought the final suit for Ronan to wear. However, as soon as he entered the Lycan King’s bedroom, the air felt tight with tension.

Ronan sat with his legs crossed on the sofa, a wine glass tightly gripped in his hand. “They say the bride and groom can’t meet before the wedding. Can you believe that?”

Finn and Asher, sitting across from him on separate sofas, stared at him in silence, listening to his frustration seriously.

“Who says that?” Asher finally asked.

“Everyone,” Ronan groaned. “It’s ridiculous that two people who know every fiber of each other can’t see each other until the wedding.”

Finn took a sip of his drink, then asked, “Then why did you agree to it?”

“Seraphina agreed without any problem. So naturally, I was blocked from seeing her,” Ronan muttered bitterly, draining the wine in one go. “I should’ve objected then! Verkas is pissed, and my lycan wants to see her as soon as possible. My patience is thinning!”

A heavy silence fell in the room. Finn broke it with a quiet question, “When was the last time you saw her?”

“Yesterday.”

Both Finn and Asher stilled. Asher gritted his teeth. “Fuck! I thought you hadn’t seen her in a week or something. But you saw her yesterday, and you’re about to marry her in a couple of hours?! Why are you so restless? I almost thought you were wronged! Learn to be patient!”

“You haven’t found your mate yet, right?” Ronan shot Asher a cold look. “Let me know how every word you just said feels when you meet your soulmate.”

“I don’t want a soulmate. I’m not planning to find one,”

“But your uncle is actively looking for an arranged bride for you. I heard he sent out ambassadors a few weeks ago.”

“Yeah, he does not know when to give up,” Asher huffed, taking a sip of wine before glancing at Finn, who was quietly enjoying his drink. “Didn’t expect you to come.”

“Seraphina personally invited me. I had to come,” Finn replied, placing his glass on the table and meeting Ronan’s gaze. “But I came here first since this invitation was unexpected. I didn’t expect the conversation to be about women, so I can’t be of any help there.”

Ronan smirked. “The rumors about the Head of the Council bedding countless she-wolves can’t be lies.”

“My knowledge of women starts and ends with bedding them,” Finn poured himself another glass and murmured, “And I’m never interested in knowing more.”

That was when Mace cleared his throat, “Sorry to interrupt my King but I wanted to tell you that your suit is here and Felix…”

Before he could finish what he was doing, his phone lit up, the one he'd left charging on the table beside the sofa. It had been dead just moments ago. He reached for it, and as soon as he switched it on, a message popped up on the screen.

His eyes brightened as he saw it was from Seraphina. Just as he was about to click on it, a portal to the room burst open.

"Alpha Ronan!!"

Ronan, Finn, and Asher all turned their attention to Grace, who looked like she'd run all the way there. Their gazes shifted to Silas, who had opened the portal for her from Jude's pack, his expression darkening slightly.

"I mean, Lycan King," Grace quickly corrected herself, flashing a bright but panicked smile, her eyes darting to the phone in Ronan’s hand for a fleeting moment. A sigh of relief escaped her when she noticed he hadn’t opened the message yet.

Mace, clearly confused, asked, “Luna Grace, what are you doing here?”

Grace laughed awkwardly. “Actually, Seraphina...um, she forgot her hairband at the Lycan King’s Castle. She wants it back.”

Lily, listening from the other side of the portal, could hardly believe her ears. Could those three men really be fooled by such a ridiculous excuse?

Everyone in the room blinked at her absurd explanation. However, Ronan’s eyes went to the portal to get a glimpse of a certain desirable face that he could feel beyond the portal but could not see.

Grace quickly added, with a wild laugh, “Seraphina loves that hairband more than life itself, so she needs it back immediately!" Her gaze shifted to Ronan as she added, in an exaggeratedly serious tone, “Or you’ll break her heart, Lycan King!”

The room fell into stunned silence as Grace held her breath, awaiting their response.

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