The Lycan King’s Mark (Nevara) by Tiffanie L. Campbell novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88 – The Truth You Never Expected

Nevara

Michelle’s hand dropped from the door handle like it burned. Her gaze flicked toward Thoren, then me, then Kael-reading us like a wolf reading the wind before a storm.

“Well,” she said softly. “Looks like I don’t have a choice anymore.”

She turned slowly, shoulder

squaring, and faced us all like a soldier about to step onto a battlefield. Her expression cracked-guilt, nerves, something else.

Then she looked at Thoren. And the moment she did, her voice wavered.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “Thoren, I am so sorry. I’m about to ruin everything.”

Thoren’s brows pulled tight. “Michelle… what the hell are you talking about?”

Kael’s eyes narrowed. “You should be sorry, but for what?”

I didn’t say anything. My jaw was locked, hands clenched at my sides, heart ready to

detonate.

Michelle took a breath, like she was bracing to be tackled.

“The letter I sent,” she began, “wasn’t… a letter.”

Thoren’s posture shifted.

Michelle swallowed. “It was an invitation.”

Silence.

I blinked. “A what?”

Her eyes flitted to mine. “An invitation.”

Thoren made a sound in his throat-half shock, half realization. The heat in his shoulders softened like someone had just thrown cold water on a fire. And suddenly he looked… guilty.

“What kind of invitation?” I asked. The words came out sharp. I didn’t trust any of this.

Michelle hesitated. “To your parents.”

My pulse tripped. “My parents?”

She nodded. “Yes, I sent it… weeks ago.”

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Chapter 88 The Tru You Never Expected

I took a step forward, suspicion clinging to my ribs like smoke. “An invitation to what, Michelle?”

She didn’t break eye contact. “Your engagement party.”

I froze. “My… what?”

“You heard me,” she said gently. “Your engagement party.”

I let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “Michelle, I’m not even engaged.”

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Her lips pressed together like that was the worst part of all. “Yeah,” she said with a grimace.” That’s the thing. That’s why I apologized to Thoren.”

I turned, eyes snapping to him. “What is she talking about?”

He looked… sheepish. Almost boyish. Not the hardened warrior king. Not the furious mate. Just a man with his hand caught in the surprise box too early.

Thoren cleared his throat and stepped away from the wall. “As soon as you came back from your training,” he said, walking toward the dresser, “I was going to ask you to marry me.”

I blinked. “You were going to-”

He opened the drawer. The top one. When he turned back around, there was a small box in

his hand.

Thoren crossed the room slowly, his steps silent against the rug. The tension in the room swirled around him, but he didn’t rush.

He reached me. Stopped.

Then dropped to one knee.

My heart stopped.

“I’ve waited long enough,” he said, voice low. “And you’ve been through hell, fought your way back to me-again and again. I wanted to wait until things were peaceful, but that’s not our life, is it?”

He looked up at me, fierce and steady and mine.

“I love you, Nevara. With every stubborn, snarling part of me. And if you’ll let me, I want to

make that official. Public. Eternal.”

He opened the box.

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The ring inside was unlike anything I expected. A braided silver band, two stones curled together like mirrored wolves-one deep violet, one pale crystal blue. Moonstone and amethyst. My wolf. His beast.

“Marry me.”

I couldn’t speak.

I turned my head, slowly, to Michelle. My voice was barely above a whisper.

“That’s what all this was? That’s what you were hiding?”

She nodded quickly. “Yes. You can call your parents right now-they’ll tell you. Or send Kael to tear apart my room. He’ll find binders stuffed with seating charts and guest lists and vendor options for cakes and centerpieces and dresses.”

Kael let out a small cough, the sound dry and awkward. I glanced over, and he tilted his head toward Thoren with a look that clearly said: He’s still waiting, princess.

I looked down.

Thoren. Still on one knee.

Still holding the ring.

Still waiting.

“I thought…” I whispered. “I thought you were keeping secrets. Planning something. I thought

..” My throat tightened. “I thought I was losing everything again.”

His eyes never left mine. “I was trying to give you everything.”

I blinked fast.

Michelle stepped closer, hands raised in surrender. “The nuts were an accident,” she said quickly. “A stupid one. I didn’t think I didn’t think to tell Sabrina to leave them out. I was rushing. I was just trying to put something together that would make you both happy. Because I adore you. And Thoren has always been more of a brother than a cousin. You’re already like a sister. I wasn’t hiding things to hurt you-I just wanted it to be perfect. A surprise. I didn’t mean to cause…”

She trailed off, voice breaking.

I exhaled slowly, turning everything over in my head.

The letters. The sneaking. The whispered conversations. The tension.

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