Chapter Eight – Shadows in the Hall
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The palace was alive with murmurs that night. Servants whispered of plots, guards moved like restless wolves. Evelina felt the tension pressing against her skin as she wandered the grand hallway, candlelight flickering across gilded walls.
From the corner of her eye, a shadow moved.
Her breath caught—then a hand pulled her into an alcove. The masked stranger again. His voice was a breath against her ear.
“He watches everything. But even kings bleed, Evelina. Remember that.”
Her pulse raced. “Why me? Why do you risk yourself for me?”
“Because rebellion needs a spark,” he said, his eyes burning through the mask. “And you are fire.”
Before she could answer, footsteps echoed. Heavy, deliberate. The Alpha King.
The stranger vanished into the dark, leaving only the echo of his words.
The King stopped before Evelina, his gaze sharp as a blade. “Why do I always find you where you should not be?”
She forced a calm smile. “Perhaps I’m searching for myself in a palace that wishes to erase me.”
His eyes softened for a heartbeat—just a heartbeat. Then, cold again, he offered his hand.
“Then let me remind you who you are,” he said.
And Evelina, trembling, placed her hand in his.
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✨ End of Chapter Eight (condensed).
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