All Chapters of Lycan Princess' Disguise : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

ChadwickFor over five hours, I'd been driving along an endless open country road, the miles stretched out endlessly before me. The landscape blurred into a blur of green and brown. I was extremely tired. Praying silently, I hoped she was still alive out there somewhere. The thought of her being dead made my throat constrict. I couldn't shake the fear that her father might have already hurt her.I heard a loud thud followed by the unmistakable sound of rubber tearing against asphalt. Dammit it, this was the worst place and time to have a flat tire. Cursing under my breath, I pulled over to the side of the road and grabbed the spare tire and the necessary tools from the trunk. I had to fix this quickly—I was in the middle of nowhere, and time was not on my side.The second I knelt by the side of the road, the heavens opened up, unleashing a strong downpour that soaked me to the bone within seconds. Great! Super great!Raindrops best against my skin and it became stronger to the poin

ChadwickIt rained all morning and it wasn't just an ordinary drizzle but a heavy downpour that seemed to never end, with the occasional crack of thunder as if punctuating the rain's tempo. The roads were clogged with flood and fallen leaves. The clouds disappeared mid-afternoon and it stopped raining. I got out of my tent in search of my hosts. I figured they were rogues considering that day didn't belong to any pack. One was picking his teeth with a stick while the other was gathering water into a drum. I watched them do their thing. The one picking his teeth looked up at me with a crooked smile and motioned me over.“I guess it's time to go to the Lycan pack to save my girl,” I said to them with a plastered smile on my face because there was nothing to smile about. Ashanti was in danger and needed my help. "Are you sure you want to do this?” He sneered, followed by a bark of slaughter It's risky as fuck for a human to venture into those parts especially one who is not even from

AshantiMy father smirked maliciously, confident in his strength. I needed to act quickly before he killed Chadwick. All I needed was an opportunity to strike.“Hmm... I might just take the ring and kill this pathetic human before giving it back, what do you think my darling?”“My king, he doesn't deserve to live,” one of the guards snickered and stepped closer to Chadwick, brandishing his blade threateningly and grinning evilly at my companion.“You fatherless bastard!” I yelled. “You're such an ass licker yet you don't even know who your father is. Do you think the king loves you so much or gives two fucks about you?”I hated using people's weaknesses against them but I knew my father's head guard's story. His mother was a well-known whore and he was born out of wedlock. His eyes widened and he flinched before pinching his lips tight to keep them from trembling.“Javier, don't tell me this little brat’s words hurt you. Come on, don't be a sissy,” my father laughed. “Hand him over,

AshantiI sat by Chadwick's bedside in the quiet room, the master bedroom upstairs. He was still very weak and unable to walk, only fed on liquids. "How's your leg?" I asked him, kissing his forehead. "Do you need me to give you a massage?" "No," he broke into an easy smile. "Just give me some of the broth and make it warm. It's the only thing I can stomach for now." "Okay, my love," I whispered, propping up his pillows and heading downstairs to the kitchen. I returned later with the broth, consisting of beef and lots of herbs. It wasn't the most appetizing meal but I knew that Chadwick needed to eat it. It helped him regain strength and replenish his blood energy levels so that he could get strong enough to fight for himself and get out of that horrible prison. I picked some bread and crackers for myself and headed upstairs, urging him to drink. "My mouth tastes like shit," he grimaced, refusing to eat. I begged him to try some, but he refused to open his mouth. I headed to the

AshantiWe arrived at Chadwick's pack, very beautiful but paled in comparison to the splendor of the Lycan pack. Just like any shifter pack, it had a huge fortress and several towers where guards stood watch. Archibald and his convoy joined us, just because I wanted to make a statement to these bastard wolves. Chadwick's relatives wanted him dead and if I wasn't present in his life, he'd be buried six feet under. A few of the warriors came to greet us. None of them could dare to fully approach or confront us. Talk about Lycan power.We drove through the gates, which were open and we entered the courtyard, surrounded by massive walls.Chadwick directed us to his family mansion and sent for his relatives, some of whom I recognized. When they saw King Archibald in their building, they tried to keep their fragile control but I could tell that their confidence was shaken.“What a pleasant surprise,” the oldest of them bowed respectfully to King Archibald. “Welcome to our humble home “A