The Rogue is a Female Alpha novel Chapter 326

Chapter 326

Chapter 326

Zephyrine

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Watching Lycannar handle his stepmother so tenderly, I sighed quietly as they disappeared from sight.

One by one, everyone drifted out of the dining hall until only Luna Tahlia and I remained. She watched me with those calm, gentle eyes, the kind that had seen far too much and still chose softness.

Both of us had fought for the Lycan Kingdom. And as grateful as the Lycans were, they had accepted and sheltered us as one of their own.

When our gazes met, I found myself walking toward her, wrapping my arms around her in a warm embrace.

The last time we truly spoke was before she left to choose her side, before all the chaos. When I pulled away, I searched her eyes, feeling my heart swell with admiration and respect.

“How has life been here in the Lycan Kingdom?” I asked softly.

A bright smile spread across her face, relieved, unburdened, lighter than I’d ever seen her. Earlier, she’d been laughing with the princesses, glowing with joy.

The Queen herself had even taken her son lovingly into her arms, and everyone adored young Black, so full of light, so alive. He loved the Lycans more than any of us ever had.

“I’ve lived all my life in Blackbridge Pack,” Luna Tahlia said, her voice pulling me from my thoughts. “But there’s no place I can call home more than this. I swear it.”

Her words struck something deep in me, because I felt exactly the same.

“In battle, we’ve camped in countless places,” I murmured. “When I trained as a warrior, we were stationed in different packs to learn new skills. Back home in Ash Pack, I thought I’d found heaven. At Hue Pack, I thought I’d found peace. But here, among the Lycans and their royalty, I’ve found what home truly means. For the first time, I feel at peace.”

Silence settled over us, heavy but comfortable. She met my gaze with quiet understanding.

“But war is coming,” she whispered, voice trembling. “And I’m afraid all this love we’ve found might vanish.”

Her words lodged a lump in my throat. I dropped my gaze and sighed. If only Varyn would

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abandon his thirst for war and let peace reign. If only.

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“Luna Tablia?” A voice echoed from the hallway. Princess Serena’s. We both turned to see her standing there, slightly breathless. “I think you should come. Young Black refuses to leave Mother.”

A soft laugh escaped me, and Luna Tahlia rose at once to go. She followed Serena out of the hall, leaving me alone in the warm, golden quiet.

Leaning back in my chair, I smiled faintly, imagining how stubborn little Black must be.

My hand drifted to my stomach, and my smile widened at the thought. When I have my own pup, it will grow up here, in a land of love and harmony. Not war. Not deceit.

I looked down at my ring, letting its glow comfort me but then, suddenly, a strange pulse of energy made me shiver. My body went still, my senses sharpening. It grew stronger, approaching from the entrance, and then stopped.

Slowly, I rose and walked out into the open courtyard. There stood my great spirit guard, Le Fey.

The magnificent creature blinked once, lowering his wings with a slow, graceful sweep that sent a cool breeze through my hair. I smiled softly.

Stepping closer, I reached to pat his muzzle, feeling the warmth of his breath. Around us, I could sense the guards watching, their admiration thick in the air. But beyond it, one presence stood out, darker, colder, achingly familiar.

Beyond the open gate, I saw his silhouette.

I would recognize my brother anywhere. Seeing him at the threshold that divided the Werewolf and Lycan territories sent a chill through me.

Without a word, I pulled away from Le Fey and walked forward, past the guards, into the night. The moonlight cast silver across the ground as I stopped a few steps away from Varyn Ashmere.

Silence. Heavy, electric. Questions flooded my mind. Why was he here? What did he want now? What game was he playing?

He moved first, stepping out of the shadows, mounted on a white horse. His gaze met mine, and for a moment, I saw not the broken general or the mad strategist, but my brother. The one

I used to know.

“Zephyr,” he said quietly.

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