---- "Send word to all tribes! Next month, the Moonshadow Realm will host the grandest celebration since we closed our borders!" Soon, the entire werewolf world was buzzing. I sat beside the throne, nodding in satisfaction. "It's time they knew the Princess of the Moonshadow Realm has returned." "Blackrock Tribe is not on the invitation list," Father said, handing me the list. "I'll make them understand the price of humiliating Moonshadow royalty." Training restored my confidence, and politics made me a worthy heir. Ihadn't thought of that name ina long time. Just then, the head guard handed me a letter, his face full of disgust. 'Your Highness, the sender is... Kaelen." I just tossed it into the fireplace. Flames instantly ---- devoured the paper. "Burn any more letters from him directly." But the letters didn't stop. On the fifth day of burning his letters, the communication crystal at the border suddenly lit up. The head guard's urgent voice came through. " Your Highness! The Alpha of Blackrock has appeared at the border! He's demanding to speak with you through the communicator!" I put down my quill, surprised to find I felt nothing. No anger, no pain, not even much disgust. "Tell him to get lost," I said coldly. "your Highness, he says... he says if you don't accept the communication, he won't leave the border." I picked up the communicator and spoke coldly, " What are you doing on my land?" ---- Kaelen's familiar, hoarse voice came from the other end. "Lyra... you're finally willing to talk to me." "Talk?" I scoffed. "I just wanted to tell you to get off my territory immediately. Or I'll have you killed!" "T won't leave." His voice was laced with desperate persistence. ''I came to apologize. I know I made an unforgivable mistake..." "Apologize?" I cut him off. "You had countless chances to apologize over five years. You're only thinking of it now?" "T know I don't deserve it. But I have to tell you, I never truly loved Seraphina. My heart has only ever been for you..." "Enough." I fought back the stinging in my nose. " Your words just make me sick!" Thinking about that relationship now, any love I