The Ugly Female Ghost Has 5 Handsome Husbands? – Chapter 9
Since Okeana returned with his family, the five husbands had been sticking unusually close together. They often gathered to talk in low voices, occasionally glancing at Violeta as if secretly discussing something important. Although she had no idea what they were planning as she observed them from a distance, she never tried to interfere.
That day, after Violeta returned to her room, the five men once again gathered quickly and sat around the table. The atmosphere felt heavier than usual, as if they had already reached some unspoken conclusion.
“Okeana, you said Violeta saved you and your family from danger?” Lucien began.
“Yes… which is still strange,” Okeana replied, folding his arms.
“She saved me too, during the battle at the Midnight Court,” Sterling added.
“That’s nothing like the rumors,” Aurelius said.
A brief silence followed.
“So what should we do now?” Alarika asked.
Lucien looked around. “How many of you know Violeta’s true appearance”
Sterling raised his hand. Okeana, Alarika, and Aurelius exchanged confused looks.
“What do you mean, ‘true appearance’?” Alarika asked.
“Chestnut-colored hair, amber eyes… she looks no older than twenty-two,” Lucien said calmly.
Okeana and Alarika shook their heads. But Aurelius’s thoughts drifted back to the night when he had entered Violeta’s room.
It was her…
“Violeta seems younger than all of us except Sterling,” Lucien continued. “We should try to understand her—and protect her.”
“Protect her?” Aurelius interrupted.
“Don’t deny it, Aurelius. I know your family originally sent you here with a mission to kill her, but now you are her husband. That changes things—you have a responsibility now.”
Aurelius fell silent.
“It seems her bad reputation came from the Midnight Court,” Lucien added. “ As far as Violeta told me, they had conflicts.”
“So what do we do?” Alarika pressed.
“I’ve pieced together a lot these past few days,” Lucien said. “Violeta has lived a difficult life—fighting against the Midnight Court, enduring hatred from the people… she’s taken on far too much alone.”
“Yes, we all know that,” Sterling snapped suddenly, his voice rising. “I’m asking for a solution.”
“Relax,” Okeana teased. “You look like you’re in love with her.”
“I am,” Sterling replied. “I’ve loved her since she saved my life.”
Silence fell again.
Lucien spoke next. “Violeta is our wife. We should love her.”
Yet, even as he said it, a sharp flicker of jealousy rose in his chest. He quickly looked away. It was hard for him to admit it—even to himself. Deep down, he envied Sterling, and the way he could stand there so openly and confess his love without hesitation.
“Wait! I have an idea!” Alarika suddenly said, dragging Lucien’s attention back. “We can call upon our families to unite, and we can destroy the Midnight Court together.”
“That’s a good plan, the Dragon family will help,” Aurelius agreed.
“The Mermaid family, too,” Okeana added.
“The Wolf family will join,” Alarika said.
“And the Fox family,” Lucien nodded.
“And me,” Sterling said firmly.
Aurelius sneered slightly. “Just yourself?”
“I don’t have a family,” Sterling said calmly, “but I can still help you—and help you all find peace with Violeta afterward.”
“Ohhh, how sweet,” Okeana laughed.
“Enough,” Lucien said. “Let’s begin preparations. And remember, Violeta must not find out.”
Alarika stood and left first. “I’ll leave tomorrow. We’ll take turns contacting our families.”
The others nodded. As the door closed, the meeting ended—each man carrying his own thoughts, all centered on Violeta.