Chapter 149
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Roana,
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I begged Draken to take me to Lorenzo or anyone Cassian trusted. I didn’t know how loyal Lorenzo was to him, but knowing how much Keane hated him meant Lorenzo must have been on of Cassian’s strongest supporters.
Still, my chest tightened painfully with the fear that he would blame me for Cassian’s death. The thought sat like a stone behind my ribs, making it hard to breathe.
However, just as Draken guided me toward the tent near the woods, my heart sank further. My steps faltered when my eyes swept over the camp. Most of the soldiers and warriors looked exhausted, wounded, and hollow-eyed. Some leaned against trees, others sat on the ground with bandages soaked through. Their shoulders were slumped, their gazes dull. They already knew. The weight of it pressed against my skin.
My balance wavered as I slowly walked toward the tent carrying Cassian’s scent. Each step felt heavier than the last, my knees trembling beneath me. The scent was still thick, saturated with authority and dominance, wrapping around my senses like invisible chains. But the owner of the tent wasn’t there. That absence screamed louder than anything else.
Rye snarled inside me, growling and struggling to break free, desperate to attack Tyran. My jaw clenched as my teeth ground together, my nails biting into my palms. The pain of losing Cassian tore through me more viciously than Alexander’s betrayal ever had. It felt as if someone had reached into my chest and ripped my heart out, leaving behind a hollow ache that burned with every breath.
Just as I barely managed to get closer to the tent, Lorenzo’s voice stopped me cold.
“Your Highness p>
My body stiffened instantly. My stomach dropped, fear tightening its grip as my pulse thundered in my ears. I turned slowly, my movements unsteady. Draken stood beside me, his hand tightening around my arm to keep me upright.
“Oh my God! Your Highness. You are alive p>
Lorenzo’s eyes widened, his lips parting in shock. His voice trembled, disbelief written all over his face. He rushed toward me despite the bandages wrapped around his legs, wincing with every step, nearly stumbling as he came closer.
“I thought you were dead,” he said breathlessly, his gaze scanning my face as if confirming I was real. “How are you feeling right now? I have the antidote with me. Have you found one p>
I stared at him, my brows knitting together as confusion washed over me. My mind struggled to process his words. Your Highness. Antidote. My lips parted slightly, but no sound came out. I had expected anger, hatred, blame. After all, because of me, Cassian-
I couldn’t finish the thought. My throat tightened painfully, my chest constricting as tears burned behind my eyes.
“She didn’t,” Draken answered for me, his voice steady. “Do you have the antidote p>
Lorenzo glanced at him, then back at me, concern clouding his features. “You haven’t? Please… come inside p>
“Beta Lorenzo, I p>
He offered a broken smile, his eyes glistening. “Please come inside. His Majesty’s belongings are still there. His scent will help you feel better p>
The words struck me like a physical blow. My body recoiled instinctively, every muscle tensing. The idea of being surrounded by Cassian’s scent while knowing he wasn’t there made my legs refuse to move.
I stood frozen, tears spilling freely down my cheeks. A quiet, broken sob escaped my lips as my head lowered. Lorenzo approached me slowly and smiled bitterly.
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“I’m glad you survived, Your Highness,” he said softly. “We thought it would be a fair war. But they had other plans. They outplayed us. I’m sorry p>
“They planned to kill us from the beginning.” I whispered through my sobs, my voice barely audible.
Lorenzo nodded grimly. “Tyran wanted His Majesty dead. They failed to make the poison strong enough, but after His Majesty killed so many of their strongest commanders, they realized how much he cared about you. That’s when they chose to fight dirty p>
“I… I’m sorry,” I cried, gasping for air as dizziness washed over m
“We should be the ones apologizing,” he said quietly as he turned toward the tent. “We failed to protect you again. Please don’t blame yourself. His Majesty trusted the wrong people. This is not your fault p>
Draken supported me as we entered the tent. The moment I crossed the threshold, my entire body shuddered. Cassian’s scent hit me with overwhelming force, crushing my lungs and making my knees weak. My breath came out shaky and uneven as my chest tightened under its pressure.
My hand trembled as it reached for the shirt draped over the chair. Dark stains of dried blood were still there. My fingers curled into the fabric as if it might slip away. He must have changed after bringing Elle here.
I pressed the shirt against my chest, clutching it desperately as my shoulders shook. “Cassian,” I wailed, the sound tearing out of me uncontrollably. The quiet of the night shattered under my cry.
Lorenzo and Draken remained silent, their faces turned away. My strength finally gave out. My knees hit the ground, pain surging through my body as if I had been struck by a speeding vehicle.
I didn’t know how long I cried. My throat burned, my head throbed, and my body felt numb. Lorenzo and Draken stood nearby, silently mourning with me. Eventually, Lorenzo approached and crouched in front of me.
“Your Highness,” he said gently, his voice rough. “We haven’t been able to find His Majesty’s body. So please, don’t lose hope. Right now, we need you to stay strong. We’re in trouble, and we need your help p>
I slowly lifted my head, my vision blurred, meeting Lorenzo’s re-rimmed eyes.
“That bastard has spread news of His Majesty’s and your death, Your Highness p>
“What?” I whispered, hiccupping as my breath stuttered.
“Yes. Our entire region is in critical danger. Every Alpha King is yeing the throne. Carolyn’s father is still active. Since you’re alive, we need you. Please… help us p>
I swallowed hard and looked at him. “You want me to help? Don’t you hate me p>
Lorenzo lowered his gaze, shame crossing his face. “I’m sorry for how I treated you. But right now, we need you to take
control. Please p>
“What should I do?” I admitted hoarsely. “I don’t know what to do p>
“We will announce that His Majesty is alive and under treatment Lorenzo explained. “You will handle the situation as his Luna Queen p>
I stared at him, disbelief tightening my features. “Shouldn’t you handle this? You’re the Beta p>
“No,” he replied firmly. “I need to investigate everything in secre. If I take charge publicly, I won’t be able to uncover more evidence of Carolyn’s father’s involvement or his training of soldiers p>
“He’s right, Roana,” Draken added. “Someone must control the arrative. If Mortia hears of Cassian’s death, they’ll join Tyran immediately p>
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My heart clenched painfully. To protect everything he built, I would endure anything.
“Okay,” I said, wiping my face and forcing myself to stand. My les still shook, but my gaze hardened as i looked at Cassian’s shirt. “I’ll do whatever it takes to protect his territory. But Beta Lorenzo, promise me one thing p>
“What is it. Your Highness p>
“I want Tyran’s head,” I said quietly, my jaw tightening. “At any cost p>
My fingers tightened around the fabric in my hands. “I want him to die painfully p>
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