Chapter 31 Darkness

• The morning was cool but bright, sunlight pouring like liquid gold over the castle walls. A crisp breeze rustled the leaves in the high trees surrounding the palace, brushing against the ancient stones as if trying to whisper secrets only the wind knew.
• Near the front gates, five tall Lycans in black security uniforms stood in a straight line, unmoving and alert. Their expressions were unreadable, but every muscle in their bodies radiated tension. They weren’t just guards—they were warriors trained to kill in silence.
• Damien stood beside Amelia, his fingers wrapped around hers tightly, reluctant to let go even as the armored vehicle waited with its engine softly purring.