All Chapters of The Lycan King and his Substitute Bride : Chapter 101 - Chapter 107

“Excuse me,” Dante called out to a guard passing their cell. He had managed to regain some strength after his fight with Greg. Their cells were not changed. Greg hadn't still let go. He was determined to either kill him or die at his hands. “What is it, fuvker?” The guard asked. He flagged his palm for him to come closer. The guard frowned cautiously. “I won't hurt you, you already know I'm weak,” Dante mumbled. Reluctantly, the guard drew closer. “I will give you anything you want. I will change your life from a mere guard to one of the richest men around here. Any man will die to hear this offer from me. You are the lucky one. Get me out of here–”The guard laughed. “You talk too much, bastard. Your wealth is taken away, fuvker.”Dante smirked. “Says who? You think that is all I have?”The guard blinked, his interest piqued. “Are you telling the truth?”“Go away if you are not interested. Did you expect a great man like me to not stash away some money somewhere?” He mocked. Th

LIA'S POV I opened my eyes and the first thing that hit my eyes was sun rays. My face was facing the sky directly. I tried to get up but felt my entire body weak and sour. I groaned and lay back pulling the blanket over my eyes. I heard footsteps and peeped through the blanket. Derrick. Strange memories flashed through my head at the same time. Moans. Grunts. Groan. “Are you awake?” I heard him ask and I opened the blanket just a bit. He was naked upward, aside the flimsy shorts he wore down. His exquisite body in full view. The hard I stared, the harder the memories hit me. But they were incomplete and strange. When our gaze met, he had this smug in his eyes that indicated something I couldn't say. “How do you feel?”How do I feel? What a question to ask. Not how was my sleep or anything but now I feel? Another bout of memories and this time it came in full. All the missing puzzles filled. I squirmed, the sheer realization hitting me hard like a volcano. I gasped, pulling the co

“I trusted you!” Derrick slammed. “You thought I would die…” Clara was practically laughing. “You really thought I'd allow that bastard to harm me?”“Did you really have to go that far?”“Oh Derrick. You have become so weak. But don't worry, I thank you for it. Because it lets me fulfill my goal. Don't worry he's not dead. Yet.”Ethan darted inside. “He is alive,” he announced, referring to Dante. “I told you.” Clara chimed. “But he is like a vegetable. His eyes are open and his mouth moves but he doesn't make any sense and he is in a lot of pain.”“Oh that? He will be in pain. A lot of it. Until he dies and trust me, his death won't come so quickly,” Clara said with a smile. “What did you give him?”She glared at Derrick. “What? You want to find a cure for him?”Derrick scoffed. Why would he want to save an arsehole’s life? Clara chuckled. “I love that look. That is the Derrick I know. Ruthless and scary.”Derrick shrugged. “Do you feel better now that you have accomplished your