The Betrayed Princess Rising (Lylah and Ezra) novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Ezra’s POV

“Sorry Alpha Ezra, I was just rambling,” Iris said quickly, her voice turning apologetic.

I forced the storm rising inside me back into its cage. Ragnar stirred, restless at the name spoken earlier, but I kept my expression composed.

“It’s alright,” I replied evenly. “We all have a favorite story from childhood. Some stay with us longer than they should.”

“Yes!” Iris turned to Lylah. “Do you even realize how lucky you are? Such a kind, handsome Alpha for a mate?” She winked. “After this, should I keep calling you Lylah… or Luna of Moonclaw?”

“Iris! Don’t start!”

Their laughter filled the car.

But I no longer heard it.

Memories pressed in instead.

My life had once been normal. I was just an ordinary pup–expected, one day, to become Alpha.

Until my fourteenth birthday.

That night, during the celebration, something inside me snapped loose. I ran into the forest, breath ourning in my lungs, bones breaking and reforming as I shifted for the first time. That was when I connected with Ragnar.

And with him, came memories that were never supposed to belong to me.

I had a mate.

Not a future mate.

Not a destined one yet to meet.

A mate I had already loved.

I remembered her face. Her voice. The way her laughter softened even the cruelest parts of me.

Princess Lysara of Lunareth Kingdom.

The same soul who now sits beside me–unaware

And back then, I was not Ezra of Moonclaw. I was Ezrael, commander of the Lycan warrior clan–the most savage, most feared, most powerful bloodline ever to carry Selene’s mark.

The legend Lylah dismissed as myth was the life we had once lived.

Before greed and pride shattered everything.

Her kingdom could not accept our bond. Her own blood–those sworn to protect her–branded her a traitor for loving me. And my people? They called our bond a curse. Together, they tried to sever fate itself.

War followed–ten long years of blood and ash.

I slaughtered them all.

But it meant nothing.

Because I still lost her.

They took her from me. Kiled her in the cruelest way possible. I can still see it. Still hear it.

‘Ezra!”

“That’s Rowan…” she murmured. “Who’s that man beside him?”

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