Chapter 145 His True Heart
Laila’s POV:
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After Samuel’s cloak disappeared beyond the den gates, Tobias still stood there, gazing in the direction he’d gone, unable to
unable to look away.
He stared so hard that even the frost-white fur on his ears didn’t move in the morning breeze.
I couldn’t help giving his shoulder a gentle pat.
“Mr. Songler, stop staring. He’s long gone.”
He turned back slowly.
And then I saw it-
A glimmer of moisture at the corner of his eye that he hadn’t managed to hide in time.
“Ms. Conlay.”
His voice was rough, like a frozen stream thawing in the first light of morning.
“I’ve lived 72 years. I’ve seen more than my share of hollow alliances and self-serving unions. Which ones were for the Moon Goddess and which ones were just for show…”
He paused and swiped his cuff quickly across his eye.
“I can always tell.
“What Prince Vance feels for you is real.”
He looked at me, and in those clouded old eyes was something fragile and hopeful.
“You’re going to be happy.”
“…Mm.”
I nodded.
But my throat felt like a small shard of frost had lodged itself inside.
Yes. He was right. Samuel had done everything he should have.
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And many things he didn’t need to.
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He was as meticulous as if he were preparing for a genuine mating ceremony blessed by the Moon Goddess, rather than a contract of mutual need.
But only we knew the truth-our union was, in fact, exactly that.
I didn’t want to be queen.
And he didn’t want anyone to discover his curse.
Holt’s POV:
“Did you hear? Ms. Conlay from Silvermoon Pack is becoming Prince Vance’s mate!”
The hushed-but barely contained-chatter drifted from the street corner.
Ironclaw Pack’s market was always like this. Any rumor from the Royal Court would be smuggled back inside the den by merchants before the day was half over.
“Seriously? The Alpha of Frostwind Pack?”
“Absolutely! Princess Morgana herself said it at Luna Estelle’s birthday banquet!”
“Tsk, so our Alpha…” The speaker paused, dropping even lower. “Must be losing his mind.”
My feet rooted to the ground.
The wind came from the north, carrying the smell of roasting venison and caramel apples from the market-and those whispers that people thought they’d kept quiet but hadn’t, burrowing into my spine.
No way.
I kept walking.
How long have they even known each other?
How long has it been since she dissolved qur mate bond?
There’s no way!
Daphne’s mind link seared through my consciousness like a spark that wouldn’t go out.
She repeated it over and over: Mom is very sick. Come back immediately.
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I assumed it was her usual ailments flaring up again. Headaches, chest pains, or one of those mysterious “chronic conditions” that no one could ever diagnose but always needed Rowan’s tinctures to manage.
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