0093: Lesson learned

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• Loved By The Lycan King    0146: Not Dead Yet

  JACKSON’S POVThe darkness had finally cleared. It wasn’t just blackness—it felt like I’d been stuck under something heavy and thick, like trying to breathe through mud.I didn’t know how long I was trapped in that place, floating somewhere between pain and silence, but something sharp pulled me out.A scent. Honey. Wildflowers. Cinnamon.Karen.My eyes fluttered open, the light stabbing into them. My head pounded, my body ached like I’d been hit by a truck—no, a pack of angry Lycans. Everything hurt. But through it all, I saw her.She was curled up beside my bed in a chair, her head resting against the edge, one hand holding mine like it was her lifeline.“Karen?” My voice came out cracked and rough, like gravel scraping concrete.Her head shot up so fast I thought she might hurt herself. The moment our eyes met, hers filled with tears. Then she threw herself forward and cupped my face with trembling hands.“Jackson…” Her voice broke. “Moon Goddess—you’re awake.”I tried to sit up, b

• Loved By The Lycan King    0145: Healing Magic And Threats

  KAREN’S POVI didn’t stop to think. The second I saw Alpha Xavier leave the pack house, eyes glowing gold and fury vibrating off his skin, I chased after him. I knew where he was going. I knew who he was going for.But I didn’t expect to find him—my mate—bleeding out on the ground. The moment I saw Jackson’s body sprawled across the circle, blood pouring from his side and soaking into the earth, the world went still. It was like my heart forgot how to beat.No…I dropped to my knees beside him, hands already glowing with healing light. My fingers trembled as I pressed them to the wound, trying to stop the bleeding, trying to stay calm, trying not to fall apart.His skin was cold. Too cold. "Jackson," I whispered, voice cracking, "you better hold on. You hear me? You promised you’d come back."I didn’t care who was watching. I didn’t care about the chaos around me or the blood on my hands. I didn’t even care that Silas’s corpse lay feet away, throat torn out by the very Alpha King who

• Loved By The Lycan King    0144: Back And Better

  Xavier’s POVWe collided in the middle of the circle—claws, fists, growls, the air thick with fury. I didn’t fight like a man. I fought like a king. Silas fought dirty—threw dust in my eyes, tried to stab me with a hidden blade—but it didn’t matter.I had survived poison. I had clawed my way back from death. There was nothing he could throw at me that could stop me now.I grabbed him by the throat, lifting him off the ground like he weighed nothing but a speck of dust beneath my shoes. He kicked and thrashed, gasping for breath, but I didn’t waver.“Xavier… Xavier, please,” he begged desperately.You will never hurt my family again.With one final roar, I ripped his throat out. His body dropped in a lifeless heap, blood soaking the earth where Jackson had already bled.It was always going to end this way. I just hadn’t wanted to admit it.I stood there, panting, staring at the man who once called me brother. Then I turned to the crowd—to the pack. Warriors, elders, children—all of the

• Loved By The Lycan King    0143:Back From Brink

  XAVIER’S POVThe darkness peeled away like a thick fog, and the first thing I felt was breath.A full, clean breath. No coughing. No weakness. No pain clawing through my chest. For a second, I thought I was dreaming. But then I opened my eyes.The ceiling above me was familiar—wooden beams and warm lights—but everything felt different. I sat up slowly, expecting the usual dizziness, the aching limbs.Instead, I felt... powerful. Alive in a way I hadn’t in years. My heart thudded strong and steady. My limbs were firm, grounded. My vision—clearer than ever.I blinked hard, my senses coming alive one by one. The scent of herbs. The soft shuffle of someone moving. And then I heard her voice.“Alpha Xavier?” Karen’s face appeared beside me, her eyes wide, rimmed with tears but lit with something that made my chest ache—hope.“You’re awake,” she whispered, voice trembling.I looked at her, confused but alert. “What happened? How... how am I—?”“The cure,” she said quickly. “We made it. We g

• Loved By The Lycan King    0142:Bad Day For A Coup

  SILAS’S POVI stood in the sacred circle like a god reborn. And the fear in their eyes? Addictive.The silence around me? It was a crown I had finally earned.After years of being overlooked, shoved aside, playing second to Xavier, and ignored by that arrogant brat Jackson, I had taken what was rightfully mine. No more pretending. No more bending my head to anyone.And now? Now, they were all quiet. Every last one of them. Because they had no choice—because I gave them none.I let my gaze sweep over the crowd, my voice slicing through the heavy tension like a blade.“Let this be a lesson,” I said slowly, letting each word sink in. “This pack belongs to the strong. To those who aren’t afraid to make the hard choices. To real leaders.”A few looked away. Some clenched their jaws or fists. But not one of them dared speak. That’s the thing about fear—it makes even the bravest wolves obey.My lips curled into a smile.“This is the beginning of a new era,” I continued. “An era where cowards

• Loved By The Lycan King    0141: Hostile Take over

  SILAS’S POVThe scent of blood was everywhere—thick, warm, metallic. Sweet, in a twisted kind of way. It soaked into the dirt of the sacred circle, right under Jackson’s body, like the earth itself was drinking it in. That blood—his blood—felt like justice. Like retribution. Like the stain his family left on my life was finally being washed clean.For the first time in years, I felt that fire again. That rush. That feeling of finally, finally winning.I was flat on my back, ribs aching, head spinning from the beating Jackson gave me. The kid was stronger than I’d expected. Cocky, sure, but he hit like a damn freight train. Still... strength doesn’t win wars.Cunning does. And that’s what I had.I watched him stumble after the blade sank into his side, his body freezing right above me. His eyes locked onto mine—confused, furious... betrayed.Good.I didn’t need to beat him. I just needed to survive long enough for my plan to kick in.He fell, hard. And the moment his body hit the groun