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Chapter 69 Czer is my Lycan...

ผู้เขียน: Crystal D.
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-09-02 13:55:05

VALENTINA

After a heated argument with Papa and Uncle Sam about Sylva, I found myself in the clearing.

For some reason, this place became a part of my inner solace. Whenever I face any trouble, I tend to come here and meditate.

Although the true mole hasn't been revealed yet, I'm more or less sure it's Sylva, besides this mate bond with the king.

I truly wonder why the Goddess is doing this to me, when I truly don't want any mate!

‘Mates are blessings, Val. You must not defy.’ Kira purred within my head. ‘Stop running away from him!’ She snapped in the last words.

‘Blessing?’ I couldn't help but feel bitter in my heart. ‘Did you forget what that Blessing had done to us once? You're still willing to submit to a mate? Pathetic!’

‘Moreover, I have a feeling that he will reject us.’ I said confidently. ‘I mean, just look at his status, do you think he will accept us in any

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  • Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen    Chapter 112 A handful of heartbeats...

    VALENTINAWith a groan, the iron door yielded to Atlas's efforts, his breathing laboured, and his gaze intense with a sense of urgency.The lingering scent of blood and burnt ash still permeated the air, a reminder of the moment I had ended Sienna's life, her body succumbing in a way that should have brought me peace, but did not. My wrists ached where the chains were. My throat was burning as if in a flame, but I compelled my legs to move forward.“Valentina,” Atlas rasped, gripping my arm. “We don’t have time. Come.” His voice sounded strained, A profound sense of guilt was evident in his expression.I didn’t argue. My body screamed for rest, but my heart surged with one thought: freedom.We moved swiftly through the dimly lit corridors of the dungeon, our footsteps echoing in the silence. The torches cast fragmented shadows upon the damp walls, and each flicker of light served as a reminder that danger might s

  • Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen    Chapter 111 For the first time...

    VALENTINA“Valentina?”A shaky, familiar voice broke the silence of the chamber, hoarse and in disbelief.I lifted my head slowly, the weight of blood and bruises pulling at me, as I heard my name. The door of the cell groaned open and my gaze met Atlas’s wide ones.His gaze flicked from my broken form to Carmella’s lifeless body, crumpled across the floor. Her throat slit, blood pooling like a dark halo.“Goddess… Atlas muttered, his breath shaking as he crouched beside her. His hands hovered over the blood but didn’t touch. “She—she’s dead…” He whispered..I didn't say anything, keeping quiet as my eyes were cautious of his every movement.The scent of blood clung to the air. Stale and heavy, mixed with the iron tang of the dungeon stones. My wrists throbbed against the enchanted shackles; every tug a reminder of how weak they thought I was, how breakable.

  • Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen    Chapter 110 The child of the moon.

    VALENTINAThe stench of damp stone and burning herbs clogged my lungs, so thick it was as if the walls themselves exhaled rot. My wrists screamed where silver shackles dug into my skin, marking blisters, searing them apart and eating into flesh with every slight movement.The chains bit harder every time I struggled, mocking me with their strength. The cold floor beneath me was sticky with blood, mine and maybe others’. I couldn’t tell anymore.The disgusting smell of old pee and vomit was heavy in the air, yet it couldn't bother me anymore.My head tilted forward, strands of hair clinging to my sweat-slick face.Suddenly, a cold slap of iced water across my cheeks, shocking my eyes open…“Wake up, precious granddaughter...”The voice slithered into me like poison, smooth yet dripping with malice… Simon, my grandfather.The man I thought had been long buried beneath the earth, the man I had

  • Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen    Chapter 109 The man I had killed...

    VICTOR“Papa…”The word was a whisper at first, fragile even and trembling. And I know this voice—Valentina, my daughter.“Papa, please…” Then it came again, this time louder, more desperate.“Val?” I looked around in the darkness. The darkness was suffocating, pressing on my soul too hard.It's a place so unfamiliar.“Papa…” Her voice echoed within me again, and finally, I saw her. My little girl.But she wasn’t standing in sunlight with that stubborn smile she always carried—no. She was on her knees, silver chains clamped around her wrists, her hair tangled and damp with tears.“Papa…” Her hands reached for me; her face was pale, lips trembling. Her eyes—they looked deadened, the spark in them dimming.I moved toward her, but the ground beneath me cracked and crumbled away, pulling me back into the abyss. I fought to reach her, my arms straining—but the more I tried, the farther she slipped away.“Papa!” Her scream tore through me. “Don’t let him take me again—”“VAL!” And then… not

  • Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen    Chapter 108 The one we had believed dead...

    ANDRES“Valentina!” My voice tore from my throat into the world surrounded by smoke and fire.Amidst the mist, I beheld her—bare feet upon the cracked stone, silver chains subtly marking her wrists. Her gaze was expansive, glistening with unshed tears, her lips quivering as though she longed to speak my name, yet didn't dare. Looming behind her, shadows gathered—wolves with eyes that faintly resembled dying embers.I ran. The ground beneath me crumbled, but I didn’t care. My lungs burned, my muscles screamed, yet the distance between us never closed.“Don’t leave me,” I choked out.She smiled—it was faint, almost sad—and whispered words I couldn’t hear.Then suddenly she stepped back, thrusting into the darkness. Her eyes fluttered with tears. Her hands stretched toward me, but before I could reach, black smoke emerged from the shadow and pulled her back, swallowing her whole.

  • Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen    Chapter 107 The start of repentance...

    ATLASThe moment I realised the chains rattling behind me weren’t mine, a sharp pulse of dread stabbed through my chest. My hands were shaking as I shoved open the pack hall doors, the cold stone floor failing miserably to calm me down.I had thought I was smart. That I could “help” Carmella and Sienna, that following their plan would bring me closer to Valentina, once more, and it would fix everything. And now… now I felt my stomach twist in nausea.And so—I had kidnapped Valentina.And not for justice, not for protection, but for nothing except a twisted promise of approval.Her absence hit me like a hammer the instant the dungeon door closed. No defiant smirk, no piercing eyes. Nothing... Just a silent echo in my mind where her heartbeat should have been. I staggered against the wall, hand pressed to my forehead, my heart hammering in my chest like it would tear free.“She’s alive,” I mutte

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