บททั้งหมดของ The hunted mate of the Lycan Kings: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

Liam’s POV.I stood up abruptly, my mind racing with a mix of determination and anxiety. The moment had come for me to take action, and I couldn't afford to waste another second. I needed to ensure that Rosaline didn't make the grave mistake of returning to her father's pack. If she did, I knew I would have no choice but to unleash a wave of destruction upon everything she held dear. And if it came to it, I would make her witness the demise of her own family, right before she met her end.Leaving the presence of my pack, I strode purposefully through the halls of our grand house. Every step reverberated with a sense of urgency, urging me to act swiftly and decisively. I had no time for hesitation or doubts. Rosaline's safety, or lack thereof, depended on my ability to move with precision.As I moved through the house, my eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for any clue that might lead me to her. I knew she couldn't have gotten far, but the uncertainty gnawed at my insides. To in

Liam's POV I couldn't get a hold of myself, all that kept flowing through my mind was a solution to everything, I want just going to let it go just like that, I had to do something about it now it seems time is no longer on my side than I thought it was, I could feel the cold sensation flow through me as though something bad was about to befall my pack which will bring about great destructions, messages came in, and the Gammas reported that no one had seen any person pass the border in the previous hour, I still. didn't want to believe that it was obvious to me that someone did. I furrowed my brows, scanning the screen in front of me, searching for any sign of deceit. The tension in the room was palpable as we all awaited confirmation, everyone was on alert for the next instruction which was going to come from me to them. If my possession was lost and gone, I would make sure they paid for it dearly. My voice carried the weight of my determination and anger as I ordered them to confir

Roseline’s POV My heart shook as I journeyed through the bushed, thick woods, going as far as I could. The urgency of the situation propelled me forward, my instincts screaming at me to run, to escape. I had not passed the pack borders for long, and I knew that the haunting howls of the wolves were a constant reminder that they were chasing me, their fierce determination fueling my own adrenaline. Rayana, my loyal wolf companion, stayed close by my side, her eyes filled with determination and a hint of worry. We had been through countless battles together, but this was different. This was a dangerous mission, one that I had to undertake alone. Rayana understood that, and as we ran through the thick bushes, her paws and my feet became bruised from the thorns that mercilessly tore at our flesh. Pain became a distant sensation, overshadowed by the need to survive. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts, each one threatening to consume me. Fear, doubt, and a surge of determin

Roseline's POV "You mean Liam can harm you too?" I asked, my voice tinged with worry. Tyler's silence spoke volumes, confirming my suspicions. I didn't need words to understand the gravity of the situation. A mixture of fear and determination welled up inside me. If Tyler was also at risk, it meant that our escape was not just a matter of freeing myself, but a battle for both our lives. Liam's reach extended far beyond what I had initially realized. No one was truly safe from his sinister grip. The weight of the impending danger settled heavily upon us, threatening to engulf our hopes and dreams. We were trapped in a dangerous game, caught between the desire for freedom and the lurking shadow of Liam's wrath. But we couldn't let fear paralyze us. We had come too far to turn back now. Tyler's eyes met mine, silently conveying his commitment to protect me, to ensure my safety at all costs. It was a bittersweet realization. As much as I longed for our escape, the knowledge that his li

Liam’s POV The matriarch of the house, her piercing gaze fixed upon me, asked where I was going in such a hurry, her voice laced with curiosity and concern. I could feel her apprehension as I stood there, trying to find the right words to explain my sudden departure. Strange occurrences had taken place within the walls of our ancestral castle, and I knew in my gut that I had to return to it, to confront the enigmatic forces that lurked in the shadows. Tyler, my trusted companion, stood nearby, his eyes flickering with curiosity, yet revealing nothing. I maintained eye contact with him, searching for any hint of recognition or reaction to the news I was about to share. But there was nothing. No sign of guilt or involvement. My instincts, so reliable in the past, were failing me. Was it possible that Tyler had no hand in these mysterious events? Could it be that Rosaline, my beloved, had planned to escape on her own accord? Confusion swirled within me, entangling my thoughts like a de