Chapter 128

VALENTINA The palace had become still, likely everyone was asleep. However, I was not. I lay in our bed alone, staring at the ceiling, observing the shadows that danced across it as the moonlight changed. A strange sense of heaviness and restlessness settled within me. Each time I closed my eyes, the whispers of the omegas echoed in my thoughts, haunting like a cursed chant. His first love… The western wing… Sealed for centuries… Everything felt like a bad dream, a very bad one and the echo of jealousy—Aghh! I rolled onto Andres' side; it's still empty. I clutched the pillow that smelled faintly of Andres. Midnight had passed, but he still hadn’t returned… ‘Sleep is not gonna come to us tonight, is it?’ Kira murmured, lying in the dark corner in the back of my mind. ‘I guess so,’ I whispered back. My voice sounded foreign in the silence. ‘Isn't she just a first love?’ She questioned, but immediately her expression turned bitter, ‘Yeah, even the tone of it sounds bitter as hell.’ I sat