Todos os capítulos de The Lycan King's Unwilling Bride: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Rezso’s POV A grin spread across my face as I stood by the door, a wine bottle in hand, waiting for Dixon to arrive from the banquet hall. The anticipation of his arrival was making me go giddy, like a kid waiting for his mother's return.Dixon had asked for us to meet in his apartment on the night of the banquet, I left the banquet hall earlier to compose myself and perhaps prepare myself while waiting for him. I did not know what he had planned for us, but whatever it was, I trusted Dixon with everything in me, and I was surely ready to do anything with him.“Oh,” I breathed out, rubbing my cold palm against the bottle of wine in my hand. I was surely feeling nervous but the excitement of being with Dixon overpowered the nervousness I was feeling.“I can't wait to see the look on his face when he saw me.” My heart was racing, and I could feel the warmth of the smile spreading across my cheeks. Just then, the sound of a pair of boots, hitting hard against the marble floor, followed

Prescott’s PovWe all gathered around the large table in my office. I leaned forward, resting my hands on the table, with my fingers intertwined. Taking a deep breath, I began to explain what had happened to the Queen, and the issue with the rogue. I didn't expect them to be upset, but I was surprised by Aunt Velvena's reaction. Her eyes widened in shock upon hearing what had been happening, and she adjusted in her seat, her hand going to her mouth. “You can't be serious,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.“I fear the matter at hand won't permit me to joke around, don't you think?” I heaved a sigh, grabbing my head in both palms.Aunt Velvena's reaction was swift and intense. She shot up from her seat, her palm pressed to her chest as if she could feel her heart pounding against her hand. “You mean to tell me that all of this has been going on, and no one bothered to tell me?” Her voice was sharp, her eyes flashing with anger as she shot me a deadly glare. “I'm practically like

Prescott’s POV“Piece by piece; that's how I'll send her to you,”My eyes went wide and my breath caught in my throat as I read the words on the paper. I could feel my heart racing as I grasped the bottle in my trembling hands. With shaking fingers, I slowly unscrewed the lid and held my breath as I peered inside.I felt a knot of dread forming in my stomach as I saw what was inside the bottle. I held the bottle in my palm, my hands were trembling and I feared the bottle might end up slipping out of my hand as I stared into the bottle with my marring with tears.“What is it? What is there in the bottle?” they all asked, their faces filled with confusion and curiosity. They stood in a huddle, their eyes fixed on me as they waited for an explanation. I opened my mouth to speak, but the words got stuck in my throat. My mind was racing, trying to make sense of what I had found.“Is that not… A toe?” Wharton gasped behind me, I gasped, throwing the bottle on the table, moving back a bit wi

Rezso’s POV I glared up at Dixon, but his smirk never faltered. He had me pinned to the bed, his hands holding mine in place. He didn't seem the least bit annoyed, in fact, he looked rather pleased. I cursed myself for choosing such a foolish plan, wondering why I didn't think of a better plan.“Say it again,” he ordered, his grin widening like a Cheshire cat's. His eyes bore into mine, challenging me to repeat my words. I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest.“What I said was that you smell like a sweaty gym sock and I might die from asphyxiation from your odor,” I repeated what I said, feigning a smile. Crossing my legs underneath him, but my heart was still racing. I wasn't sure if what I said would stop him from drilling my hole for the second time in less than ten hours.Dixon might have sensed what I did, he pushed his knee to my thighs, forcing my legs open. Spreading them a little wider than before, my cock brushed roughly against his knee and I let out a muffled gro

Nova’s POV My heart hammered against my chest as I was been dragged out of the room I had been in since I regained my conscious. I didn't know where I had been dragged to, but I just followed blindly, without resisting follow-up. I flapped my eyes open, and blinked my lashes a nth times, hoping I would catch a glimpse of light but all my attempts to see the rays proved abortive.I clutched tight onto the helm of my gown, my heart was racing in my chest, I didn't know what to think or what to hope for as I heard the door to a room open. I felt a hand grab a handful of my hair and push me inside the room before the door closed behind me.I landed roughly on the floor, fell on my arms, my wrist made a crack and I let out an agony cry. “Mmph! Ahh!” I cried out, my wrist hurt as hell, I grabbed my wrist with my free hand, trying as much as I could to stop the pain from spreading.Remembering where I was, and how I shouldn't give two fucks over a broken wrist when my life itself was in tr