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0082: Self-Loathing
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Loved By The Lycan King 0087: Manhandled
LIAM’S POVThe clinic had released me a day ago, but freedom didn’t taste as sweet as it should have. My body was healing—muscles knitting back together, bones no longer screaming with every step—but my mind? That was another story. Every breath I took felt like a betrayal.Laila was still gone. And it was my fault. If only I had been strong and fast enough to block that blow from Noah. One single mistake almost cost me my life, and now? Now, my other half is still out there. Under what condition, I have no idea—and that makes it even worse.I trudged up the stairs to my room, each step heavier than the last. Not from pain, not from exhaustion, but from the weight of failure pressing down on my chest. The air smelled faintly of fresh sheets and old books, the pack house creaking softly around me like it, too, was sighing in disappointment.We could’ve gone after her. We should have. But I’d been useless. Broken.A sharp voice sliced through my thoughts. "I heard you got your butt kick
Loved By The Lycan King 0086: Waking Up
KAREN'S POVThe world came back to me in slow, heavy blinks—each one a struggle, as if my eyelids were weighted with stones. A dull ache pulsed behind my temples, and the air smelled sterile, sharp with antiseptic. The dim glow of the room blurred at the edges, shadows stretching like long fingers across the walls.Then—him.Jackson.He was slumped in the chair beside my bed, his body bent forward, elbows digging into his knees. His fingers were laced through mine, grip so tight it almost hurt. His knuckles were bone-white, his skin rough with tension.His face—Gods, his face—was etched with exhaustion. Dark circles bruised the skin beneath his eyes, his jaw clenched so hard I could see the muscle twitching. His lips were pressed into a thin, bloodless line.And then... he noticed.His head snapped up, his bloodshot eyes widening."Karen."My name left his lips like a prayer—hoarse, broken, as if he'd been holding it in for hours. His free hand shot up, trembling, fingers brushing aga
Loved By The Lycan King 0085: Healing Is Tiring
JACKSON’S POVThe moment Liam’s eyes fluttered open, the room erupted in a wave of pure, unfiltered joy—like sunlight bursting through storm clouds, warm and golden, washing away the fear that had clung to us for days.He’s awake. He’s really awake.A choked laugh escaped me as I gripped his hand, my fingers trembling. "Liam—" His name was all I could manage before emotion clogged my throat.Our parents rushed forward, their faces streaked with tears, their laughter mingling with mine. Mom cupped Liam’s face, her voice breaking. "Oh, my baby…"Liam grinned weakly, his voice hoarse but alive—so alive. "Did I miss anything?"I let out a shaky breath, ruffling his hair. "Just a few days of us losing our minds worrying about you, idiot."The air smelled like antiseptic and salt—tears, relief, the lingering fear finally dissolving. For the first time in days, I could breathe.Then Liam’s eyes flickered past me, searching. "Where’s Karen?" His voice softened, grateful. "I need to thank her.
Loved By The Lycan King 0084: Traitor
ALEX’S POVThe iron door slammed shut behind me with a deafening clang, the sound vibrating through my bones like the toll of a death knell. My body hit the stone floor hard, the impact jarring my ribs and sending a sharp ache radiating through my chest.The metallic scent of blood filled my nose—mine, from the split lip my father had given me. The taste of copper lingered on my tongue, bitter and accusing.Fucking traitor.The word echoed in my skull, louder than the guards’ retreating footsteps. Their silence was worse than any taunt. They didn’t need to speak. My father had made his judgment clear.I rolled onto my side, gritting my teeth against the sting of raw skin where my wrists were bound behind me. The manacles bit into my flesh, cold and unyielding, but the pain was nothing compared to the fire in my chest.Laila.Her name was a blade twisting in my gut. I could still see the terror in her wide, dark eyes—the way her fingers had clutched at my shirt like I was the only thin
Loved By The Lycan King 0083:Power Surge
KAREN’S POVI slipped out of bed, my bare feet silent against the cool wooden floor. The moment my arms circled his waist, pressing against the heat of his skin, he didn’t startle. Instead, his hand came up, fingers threading through mine, pressing my palm flat against his chest.Thump-thump. Thump-thump.His heart was racing.“I thought I’d never see you again,” I whispered, my voice breaking. The words were raw, scraped from the deepest part of me. “When I was there… all I could think about was you. What it would feel like to touch you one last time. To say goodbye—”He turned so fast I barely registered the movement. His hands cradled my face, his thumbs brushing away tears I hadn’t realized had fallen. His eyes—dark, intense, terrified—searched mine.“Don’t.” His voice was rough, like gravel. “Don’t say that. Don’t ever think it.” His grip tightened, just enough to make me feel the desperation in his touch. “Promise me, Karen. No matter what happens… you won’t leave my side again.
Loved By The Lycan King 0082: Self-Loathing
KAREN’S POVThe room smelled faintly of lavender—Laila’s favorite. The scent should have been soothing, but now it clawed at my lungs like a cruel reminder of everything I’d destroyed.I sat curled up in the corner of my old room—the one Laila and Sarah had lovingly decorated just for me. The lavender curtains, the soft pillows, the twinkling fairy lights overhead… they were all supposed to make me feel at home. Now, they just reminded me of everything I didn’t deserve.Tears slipped down my cheeks without pause, burning hot against my skin.This was all my fault.Laila was gone—taken. Liam… Goddess, Liam might not make it. And Jackson… I hadn’t seen him, hadn’t heard his voice. He hadn’t come. He probably hated me. And honestly, I couldn’t blame him. Because none of this would’ve happened if I hadn’t gone back.“I ruin everything,” I whispered, burying my face in my hands. The ache in my chest was unbearable, like my heart was trying to tear itself apart from the inside. I couldn’t b
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