Todos los capítulos de The Lycan King's Affection : Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

DIMITRI'S POVI didn't think I was going to make it. I was slipping in and out of consciousness. The pain tortured me till my body turned numb.At that moment, when I looked death in the eye, I got clarity. It was like every moment of my life came together to speak to me.I had been so torn about who to choose. My beast wanted to claim its mate. Touch her. Taste her. Love her. But my promise was the only thing holding me back. I did love Milana. But what I felt for Camille was different. It was a fire I hadn't known. It was why I had been against initiating the rejection. Why would I want to strip myself of a sensation that felt so euphoric? That should have been the telltale sign, but my ego wouldn't let me see it because I would have to break a promise. I would have to show just how selfish and vain I could be. Milana had been the byproduct of the necessity to fix the mess that my disease or curse had caused in both the werewolf and the Lycan species. It was a promise I had no q

EVA'S POV"Eva, are you awake?" I heard Milana's annoying voice wake me up from sleep. She banged the door loudly, too, as she talked.It didn't help that Amity was trying to rouse me using gentle parenting, either. I placed a pillow over my head and almost screamed. What was it this time? I had spent hours at the hospital, starving myself of sleep. Now that I was finally starting to get some, Milana was at my door, probably with another sob story of hers. It made me wonder if she was even an asset to me. The girl was utterly useless. "Should I send her off?" Amity whispered. "I could tell her you are sleeping."I raised a finger to shut Amity up before proceeding to remove the pillow from over my head. No. That was unwise. I did not have that privilege yet. So I had to manage. I sat up and faced Amity. "I'll see her."Amity nodded in understanding before retreating to a corner, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the sudden visit from Milana.With a heavy sigh, I swung my legs

CAMILLE'S POVI slowly blinked my eyes open, the warmth of the morning sunlight filtering through the curtains gently coaxing me out of my slumber. When I shifted in bed, I became acutely aware of the weight of Dimitri's arm draped over my waist. I could also feel his steady breaths tickling the back of my neck.Turning onto my side, I gazed at him, my heart swelling at the sight of him at peace beside me. His features looked soft in the morning light. I fixated my attention on the rhythmic rising and falling of his chest with each breath.It reminded me of the first time we met. He looked just as pretty.I couldn't help myself. I reached out, trailing my fingers through his tousled bedhead.Despite being a tangled mess, his hair felt unbelievably soft beneath my touch. It was a tangled mess of curls—a testament to the passion we had shared just hours before.I couldn't help but smile as I remembered the events of last night, the way he had made me feel more alive than I had ever

CAMILLE'S POVA vial was opened, and one of the glasses was tainted. I watched as Milana drank from it, only for her body to falter moments later.Eva grinned sadistically as Milana struggled for her life, doing nothing to help, seemingly reveling in the torture until the poor girl drew her last breath.As if that wasn't enough, Eva, with the help of her servant, carried Milana's body to her room, acting as if Milana was simply blackout drunk before proceeding to hang her after breaking her neck to make the story more believable.There was likely more, but Eva shoved away my hands before I could uncover any more of her atrocities."Don't you dare touch me," she warned, walking away.I was appalled. She had just taken a life, yet she acted as if nothing had changed. What kind of evil was she?"You killed her?" The words stumbled out of my mouth, my shock palpable.Eva paused, glancing back at me. "What?"Now she had the audacity to feign ignorance. I approached her, grabbing her by the

SPECIAL CHAPTER TWO: AMITYAUTHOR'S NOTE: Special chapters serve to shed light on the perspectives of minor characters, providing insight into their roles in the unfolding narrative.My life became the mess it was when two insignificant people decided to heed the bond of the goddess.A Phi and a renounced sentinel fell in love and had a child.My mother watched the pups of great wolves, a job for the lowest of lows, while my father, once a respected sentinel, flew too close to the sun. His demotion threw him to the rank of omega.By birth, I would either become a Phi like my mother or an omega. Fate and the goddess were unkind to me, however. The sins of my father found me, and I came into the world as the lowest of runts.An omega.The bullying was relentless. In a world where your rank determined who you were and the weight your words carried, why wouldn't I be tortured?Everyone wanted that power. To command another and have them obey without question.But I worked my way up from t