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Chapter 48: Breaking point
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THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 49: midnight thoughts
ATLAS'S POV.I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to find peace in my thoughts. Sleep eluded me as my mind kept drifting back to her, Nyx. Her image played like a movie in my head, and I could feel her scent everywhere, even in my own room. The memory of the passionate night we shared, the way her body moved under my touch, the way she moaned my name, all of it was etched in my mind like a tattoo.But I couldn't deny the truth anymore. I had developed strong feelings for her, feelings that went beyond just physical attraction. I tried to deny it, tried to convince myself that it was just my body reacting to her, but that was a lie. I cared for her, more than I should have. And yet, I had punished her for my own dirty desires.The guilt was eating me up inside. I had used my power to hurt her, to break her, and now I couldn't even face her. I had been so convinced that she was just a criminal, someone who deserved to be punished. But now, as I lay here, alone in my thoughts, I
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 50: Change of heart
ATLAS'S POV.Spent, I lay there on my bed, staring into the ceiling, my mind clouded and in an ever-raging torment.I couldn't get her out of my mind. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face, her body, her scent. It was driving me insane. I knew I shouldn't want her like this, shouldn't crave her touch, but every bone in my body wanted her, even more than my need to breathe.I paced back and forth in my chambers, trying to shake her from my thoughts. I couldn't focus on anything else, couldn't even enjoy the company of other women. I needed her, but I didn't want to admit it.Frustrated, I decided to pay her a visit. Maybe seeing her face would quell the hunger for her in my chest. But as soon as the idea entered my mind, I was plagued with doubt. What if I couldn't control myself around her? What if she rejected me? What if I hurt her again?I sat down on the edge of my bed, rubbing my temples. I glanced at the clock on my wall. It was late, but that didn't matter. I'd go meet he
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 51: Out of the woods
NYX'S POV.I slowly opened my eyes, feeling disoriented as I tried to figure out where I was. The last thing I remembered was being in that cold and damp cell, chained up and left to rot. But now, I found myself lying on a soft, comfortable bed in a room that was entirely white. The walls, the ceiling, the curtains, and even the floor were white. It was almost too bright for me to bear, but at the same time, it was calming.I felt good, better than I had in a long time. There were few pains and sore regions, and I could stretch my body without any restriction. My head felt clear, and my thoughts were no longer foggy. I couldn't remember the last time I had felt this way. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, relishing in the feeling of being free from the cell.I tried to sit up, but as I moved, I noticed the sharp sting of pain in my wrists and ankles. I looked down and saw that they were bandaged, and I could see the outline of a healing spell on them. I ran my fingers over the b
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 52: Grudging feelings
RILEY'S POV.Strong, beautiful, and confident, it was not so hard to see how my respect for Nyx turned into a full-blown crush. Her resilience in the face of adversity and her unwavering determination had captivated me from the moment I met her. Yet, I knew deep down that she saw me only as a kind friend, someone she could trust in this unfamiliar pack.Even now as I walked out of Nyx's room, my thoughts were filled with her. I couldn't help but feel a surge of protectiveness towards her. Seeing her vulnerable, recovering from her injuries, ignited a desire within me to support her in any way I could. I was grateful for the chance to be there for her when she needed a friend the most.As I made my way down the hallway of the pack's infirmary, my mind raced with memories of our interactions. The conversations we had, the smiles we shared, and the moments of genuine connection replayed in my mind like a cherished film reel. But I couldn't ignore the pang of longing that accompanied thos
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 53: Dark Memories
ATLAS'S POV. As Riley returned with the thermometer, Nyx greeted him with a smile, and I could feel a stab of jealousy pierce my heart. They began to chat amicably again, and I listened in, my eyes trained on them.As I watched Nyx and Riley chat away, my jealousy raged within me like a wildfire. I couldn't believe how at ease they were with each other, and every word Riley spoke to her was like a dagger to my heart. I tried to keep a calm exterior, but inside I was seething with anger and insecurity.I wanted nothing more than to storm over there and demand that Riley leave Nyx alone, but I knew that wasn't an option. He was her doctor, and I couldn't risk putting her health in jeopardy by causing a scene.But that didn't stop me from imagining all the things I could do to him if he wasn't under the guise of professional responsibility. I imagined myself punching him square in the jaw, watching him crumble to the ground as I towered over him, triumphant in my victory.It was a dange
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 54: A curious visitor
NYX'S POV.As I lay in my hospital bed, I heard the door creak open. I assumed it was Riley, but the footsteps that approached me were not his. I could sense it. My eyes were still adjusting to the darkness, and I squinted to try and get a better look, but it was still too dark to see who it was. Before he could say anything else, I started to tell him how I had been feeling nauseous all day, thinking it was Riley who had walked in. But as they got closer, I realized that the footsteps were louder. Clumsier. As soon as I realized that it wasn't Riley who had entered my room, my mind went into overdrive, trying to make sense of the situation. I couldn't see the intruder's face because of the darkness in my room, but I could tell from the way they moved that it wasn't someone I recognized.When the figure got closer, I was shocked to see that it was a little girl. My first instinct was to feel relieved that it wasn't an intruder trying to harm me, but then I felt a creeping sense of u
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 55: Firsthand fury
NYX'S POVDespite the fact that I found her so endearing, I didn't want anything to do with her, considering the circumstances. I couldn't afford afford get I to Atlas's trap once again and have him treat me like he did last time. The stales were higher in this condition, considering that it was his daughter who he must cherish so dearly. Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching and I tensed up. The door creaked open, and a tall, muscular figure stepped inside. It was one of the guards, a man I recognized from previous encounters. He scanned the room suspiciously, looking for any signs of trouble.He had a stern, chiseled face with a prominent jawline. His eyes were a deep shade of brown, almost black, and they scanned the room with a cautious, vigilant look. He had a buzz cut and his skin was tanned, as if he spent most of his time outdoors. He wore a navy blue uniform with a badge on the front pocket that read "Alpha's Guard." His posture was upright and alert, and his broad should
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 56: Coincidences
NYX'S POV. I waited and waited that evening, but Aurora didn't come. My heart sank as I began to worry that something had happened to her. I thought of all the possible scenarios that could have kept her away from me. Perhaps she had been grounded by her father, or worse, he had found out about our secret meetings.As the day wore on, my worry grew deeper. I couldn't focus on anything else, not even my own recovery. All I could think of was Aurora and what could have happened to her. The longer she stayed away, the more my imagination ran wild. I imagined all sorts of terrible things, like her being punished by Atlas, or worse, being hurt.I tried to distract myself with other things, but nothing seemed to work. I couldn't read or even watch TV. Every little noise made me jump, hoping it would be Aurora. But each time, it was someone else, and my disappointment only grew.As the sun began to set, I started to lose hope. Maybe Aurora was never going to come back, and I would never see
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