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Chapter 13: Heal First Then We Fuck
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Betrayed By My Mate, Now Claimed By The Lycan King Chapter 83: Find Merja. Find Matthías
Two courses checked. One confirmed as marked. The keep’s bones were telling a story no one currently living had been taught to read. --- Adam asked for me specifically in the early afternoon. Not Gunnar. Me. I went with Sunna as witness and Merja as precaution. Adam sat on the edge of his cot in the far-wing room, hands clasped hard enough to bleach the knuckles. He looked like he had not slept. When he lifted his head, his eyes were clear of green, but there was a new tightness around them. “I didn’t speak it,” he said immediately. “I swear. I didn’t say the word. But I dreamed it. The same one. Veyth. And there was a place. Stone walls. Water. Marks like the ones you found under the eastern wall. I don’t know how I know what they look like. I wasn’t there when you brought the report up.” Merja glanced at me. I kept my face steady. “Describe the place,” I said. Adam tried. The details slipped when he reached for them — a low ceiling, the sound of water moving agains
Betrayed By My Mate, Now Claimed By The Lycan King Chapter 82: Mark The Access
First light came thin and unwilling, the kind of gray that made the bloodstains on the eastern stones look older than they were. We did not wait for it to strengthen. Gunnar had the old records pulled from the keep’s deeper archives before the morning watch fully changed — brittle maps, water-stained maintenance tallies, and a set of foundation sketches that predated most of the current outer walls. Half of them contradicted the other half. The keep had been expanded, repaired, and partially rebuilt so many times that the bones beneath the floors no longer matched any single clean drawing. Matthías spread the most coherent sheets across the war table while Nina weighted the corners with knife hilts. Sunna stood at Gunnar’s shoulder, arms folded, eyes moving over the faded ink with the same attention she gave to kill zones. I stayed close enough to see the lines, the connection between Gunnar and me carrying the low, delayed grind of his focus as he traced possible routes wit
Betrayed By My Mate, Now Claimed By The Lycan King Chapter 81: We're Out Of Time!
The light caught wet walls, a low arched ceiling of older masonry, and the black surface of standing water that stretched beyond the reach of the flame. The old water line. Not a rumor. Not a map mark. A real artery running under the eastern foundations, wide enough for a body to move through if someone was willing to crawl and wade. And on the near wall of the channel, just above the water line, something caught the light that did not belong to natural stone. A mark. Not a full carving. Not fresh. A shallow, deliberate notch pattern cut into the masonry at chest height for a man standing in the water — three short vertical lines crossed by a single horizontal, repeated twice. Weathered. Old. But unmistakable as intentional work once the lantern held steady on it. Gunnar's breath left him in a low sound. "They didn't just find a drainage route," he said. "This channel was marked. Someone expected it to matter." A shout went up from the outer dark. Reinforcements were clo
Betrayed By My Mate, Now Claimed By The Lycan King Chapter 80: The Channel
The horn was still echoing when we hit the eastern wall walk. Nina already had archers spaced along the parapet, faces set, arrows nocked. Below us the outer courtyard was a dark, moving pattern of lanterns and bodies. Jakob's main camp remained in its disciplined spread, but a concentrated knot of activity had formed farther along the eastern base than the previous dig site. Tools flashed in the lantern light. Wolves packed the approach so tightly that the first volleys would have to cut through living cover before they reached the ones doing the actual work. Matthías arrived hard on his injured leg, breathing through his teeth. Sunna was half a step behind him, eyes already measuring distances and angles. "They're not reopening the second buttress," Nina reported without looking away from the dark. "They shifted north. Closer to the old water outfall. If the maps of the sub-levels are even partly right, that channel runs nearer the deeper foundations than the last one." Gu
Betrayed By My Mate, Now Claimed By The Lycan King Chapter 79: Veyth
--- Adam requested to speak in the early afternoon. We went to him in the far wing. He looked smaller than he had in the cellar, shoulders drawn in, hands restless on the blanket they had given him. When he saw us, he stood too quickly and then seemed to regret the sudden movement. "I remembered one thing," he said before Gunnar could ask. His voice was hoarse. "Not the whole… whatever that was. One word. It keeps sitting on my tongue. I don't know what it means. I don't know if it's a name or a place or a warning. But it won't leave." He swallowed. "Veyth." The fragment under the eastern foundations pulsed once, low and distinct. I felt it. Gunnar felt it half a second later through the damaged connection. Merja, when we sent for her, confirmed the residual output had climbed in a single sharp spike at the approximate moment Adam spoke the word, then settled again. Adam looked between us, face pale. "I didn't mean to do anything. It just came out." Gunnar's expr
Betrayed By My Mate, Now Claimed By The Lycan King Chapter 78: I Know Why I'm Here
They brought the nine names in before the sky had fully left the color of old iron. Not in chains. Not yet. Gunnar refused to turn suspicion into a public purge while Jakob still held the outer courtyard and the fragment still pulsed under the eastern foundations. Instead the nine were summoned under the cover of a general reassignment of duties — a clean administrative excuse that fooled no one who had been paying attention since Adam Kristensen was pulled from the root cellar. They were separated immediately. Nine rooms. Nine guards rotations. Nine different corridors so that no two of them shared air or a wall. Sunna handled the logistics with the same cold efficiency she used for kill lists. Matthías, still favoring the injured leg, took personal responsibility for the watch schedules. No one from Anton's original list was left unsupervised for longer than it took to walk between a door and a chamber pot. I stood with Gunnar in the small secondary hall while the last of
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