The Rogue is a Female Alpha novel Chapter 265

Zephyrine

The dusk had settled before my eyes, and the night darkened with lightning. Thanks to the storm, most of the pack had gone to bed early, leaving everything unnervingly quiet.

I stood at the window with my arms folded beneath my chest, his words echoing in my head, about us meeting tonight, this very night, at the tavern.

My gaze lingered on the gate, though I already knew the truth. I couldn’t go. I must not go. If Varyn discovered it, he wouldn’t just be angry, he would be furious.

Turning away from the window, I climbed into bed and pulled the blanket over my body.

I shut my eyes, praying for sleep, but it refused to come. All I felt was the raw burn of the runes that had appeared agonizingly on my skin this morning.

I had been lucky my brother wasn’t in the pack at that time. He would have demanded answers. I swallowed hard, trying again to force sleep, only for the warmth to spread once

more.

It climbed to my chest, the runes glowing faintly as they branched further across my body.

What had first appeared only on my arm had now reached my back, curling down to my waist, forming sacred symbols I couldn’t understand.

Their presence on me left me feeling exposed. Vulnerable. Too seen.

I opened my eyes and gave up. Rising from bed, I reached for a cloak and grabbed Blue’s diary from the rack before slipping to the window.

Peering out to ensure no one was watching, I leapt down, landing softly on my feet. I didn’t hesitate.

In a blur, I sped toward the walls, vaulted over with ease, and shot into the darkness like lightning, leaving only the whisper of air behind me.

The tavern came into view at the darkest hour. From a distance, I stopped, my breath shaky, my heart unsteady. I pulled my hood tighter around my face and began forward slowly.

This is the last time, I told myself. The last time I would meet Lycannar. I had to tell him to stop binding me with his runes. I had to return Blue’s diary. And most of all, I had to warn him not to come to the ceremony, because it was a trap meant to lure him out.

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Chapter 265

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That was what I repeated to myself over and over, until I reached the tavern and froze. His powerful black horse stood in the stable, set apart from the rest.

Its presence alone sent a chill through me. I missed him. I still felt something for him, even after everything. That truth, I couldn’t deny.

Lowering my gaze, I slipped inside. I bypassed the noisy drinkers and laughter and made my way toward the chamber where we had once shared our first kiss.

I reached the door and shivered, fear slicing through me. Fear of seeing him again. Fear of standing before him once more.

I hadn’t yet gathered the strength to enter when the door opened softly. There he stood in the doorway. Lycannar.

Dressed in all black, a fur cloak draped over his shoulders, he looked impossibly dominant. His silky hair fell loose, and the rings at his brow caught the lamplight, casting him in a glow that made him almost too beautiful to look at.

We stared at one another for what felt like eternity. Then he opened the door wider and stepped aside, silently inviting me in.

Clenching my jaw, I broke our gaze and crossed the threshold, bypassing him to step into the chamber. To my surprise, the table was set with food and drink.

What was this? Did he think this was a reunion?

“You haven’t been eating well,” his voice came from behind as the door shut and locked. “Your body shows it. I’m worried.”

His words sent something sharp through me, and I turned, my gaze fixed on him.

“And whose fault is that?” I asked quietly. “Hmm? Whose fault is it that I can’t eat?”

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