The Alpha’s Rebellious Fiancee novel Chapter 14

Lyra (Seraphina)

Days passed since the wedding, and the castle had settled into its new rhythm—one where I was no longer the invisible girl sweeping in the shadows.

Now, they called me Lady Seraphina.

Now, they looked at me—servants, warriors, even the omegas who once threw scraps near my feet. Some bowed with trembling hands. Some whispered behind my back. But no one dared spit the word rogue anymore.

I spent my mornings exploring the estate—quietly, alone. The halls I used to clean with a bucket and a rag now felt different. Not because the stone had changed, but because I had.

It was strange being bowed to where I once scrubbed floors.

Lucien had returned to his duties without delay, as if marrying me had been a mild inconvenience on his schedule. He spent his days training warriors in the courtyard, overseeing rogue patrols near the border, and preparing for the pack succession ceremony—where he’d officially take over as Alpha.

We barely spoke.

I didn’t mind.

Much.

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But what did surprise me was her. Lucien’s new servant. A girl named Marla, barely nineteen, all trembling hands and wide eyes. She was sweet, sure, but clumsy. Too slow. Too unsure.