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Chapter 203

Third Person’s POV

Adelaide’s voice carried a rare, lingering resentment, “I’ve heard those exact words once before. We all know how that ended.”

She wasn’t sure why she said it–it was such a downer.

She wasn’t one to be so sentimental, yet lately, around him, she felt unusually fragile, like a tearful little girl.

Lance looked at her steadily. “Don’t compare me to him. For me, there’s death, but no rejection–not ever. And abandonment? Impossible. My promises weigh more than gold. If you don’t believe me, I’ll spend my whole life proving it.”

Her eyes widened at his mention of “death.”

He met her gaze, unflinching. “I could die first, you know. Then you won’t have to take care of an old, injured man in your later years.”

Adelaide snorted a laugh. She couldn’t picture him old.

Probably like the old Lycan King? Though even he wasn’t that ancient when he passed.

She sniffed, feeling uncharacteristically emotional. “I’ll remember every word you said. If you break today’s promises, I won’t let you off the hook.”

He mock–gasped. “So you do want me to die first and return to the Moon Goddess’s arms before you?”

Adelaide pondered. “How about we go together?”

He thought for a moment. “Deal.”

Beata, eavesdropping, was initially touched but gradually unnerved by their conversation’s turn.

talking so weirdly? Life and death stuff–planning to

words, the pair exchanged a glance. Adelaide’s cheeks flushed, and she shot Beata

coffee cup

idea of following each other to the grave was exactly his wish–they were mates, after all, inseparable

the same wish he’d cherished when he proposed to Airella before heading to the southern

the conflict and return to mate with the

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securing victory after victory, eager to expel the enemy from the

news from the capital shattered

like a bucket of ice water doused from head to toe,

couldn’t fathom why Airella had reneged on her

she unaware of his

father

But why?

becoming another wolf’s mate caused

on, allowing little time

to wish her happiness now that she was

he knew her

southern border, his emotions were a

about her mate, and her

fists clenched repeatedly at the implication that Ulrik might mistreat

discovered she’d dissolved the mating bond- the man didn’t deserve her.

in his memory–the man wasn’t fit

thought of her

crept in. Of course, he hid it well,

mask his feelings, reminding himself not to let

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