All Chapters of The Lycans' Obsession: Chasing Our Rogue Queens: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Again Prince Herod’s POV 'Herod, how are things going? Has she mentioned anything about Xanne and the pup yet?'Harad's impatience makes it impossible for him to suppress his curiosity regarding the status of our plan to extract information from Arbel. We hope that she will divulge clues about where we should begin searching for the elusive hybrid Princess. 'I need you to be patient. I can't push too hard," I cautioned him, "She's not the brightest. Give me some time to get her over the line. In any case, she has already let me know where her aspirations lie.’ 'Aspirations?' he snarled. ‘Man, this woman is going straight to the darkest cells in the Kingdom and never sees the light of day again. Criminals have no business with aspirations!’ I could barely contain my amusement, he didn't know yet what he would hear soon. Prison was exactly not where Arbel thought to spend her life. 'Just wait till you hear this!’ I chuckled. ‘She's vying

Still Prince Harad’s POVMy eyes go wide as saucers when I hear the condition of the warlocks.This is unacceptable!Xanne, in exchange for assistance in retrieving the little Crown Prince, is a request that I absolutely cannot fulfill.Whatever happens, I must bring Xanne back to the Palace alive, otherwise I will have to face the consequences. And believe me, I have no ambition to become mateless! ‘I could tell you in advance that those warlocks would be nothing but trouble, human!’ Xan growled in my mind now. ‘I'm ready to do this job all by myself, we don't need the warlocks. Waiting for them is just a delay, and who knows what the little one is going through? Herod already said that it seems like they are short of food. They're probably starving him!' ‘Xan, please. I wish you could just think for a moment,’ I begged him. ‘If we give Xanne to the warlocks and arrive at the Palace without her, we'll have to answer Cissy's questions. She will blame us for not taking into account Xa

Alpha Female Ciciane’s POVStanding on my toes, I impatiently wait for the Jet to arrive.Today, it seems to take a lot more time to fly between Silver Bow and the Kingdom. My firstborn is arriving, I can't wait to finally hold my son in my arms and tell him how much I love him. I wonder how I managed to live without him all this time, he is the loss in my family. Although I have completely forgiven Doron, I still cannot imagine that she could have deceived me like that during the birth. At the time, my lack of experience and extreme exhaustion made it easy for her to conceal the third pup's cries. But now everything is fine, my son will be showered with an abundance of motherly love that he will not know what is happening to him. To be honest, I am still in disbelief that this has happened to me.Reading about the theft of pups in fictional novels always seemed too exaggerated and cheesy to me. However, being confronted with it in real

Again Prince Harad’s POV “Father, we have to go to the Sages,” I pointed out to the King. “I wanted to handle this situation on my own and spare you any unnecessary drama, but in my wildest dreams, I couldn't imagine Xanne would go so far as kidnapping my son. Sage Nicolas alerted me earlier about a hybrid Princess who would try infiltrating the Royal family and make an impact.” On hearing this, an unmatched anger appeared on the King's face. His entire face turned red up to his ears and his hands trembled slightly. He gazed at me with wide eyes in speechless disbelief for a moment. “And why am I just finding out about this now?!” he bellowed. “And we allowed her into the Palace and put the future Queen and her pups at risk! Are you brain-dead, Harad? Couldn't you have foreseen what could happen?" Alpha Remus placed a hand on his shoulders as my mother rushed to wrap her arms around his neck. Herod came to stand next to me, perhaps sca

Crown Princess Ciciane's POV Out of nowhere, there is a flurry of commotion around me.A short while back, Luna Faith, Queen Rhea, Taylor, Katrina and Doron barged into my room, ushered me to the bathtub where they applied a generous amount of aromatic bath oil which left a lovely radiance on my skin. I'm neatly shaven, with freshly washed hair cascading down my back.And now I'm sitting in front of my dressing table in a bathrobe. The women around me are chatting animatedly, I can't make sense of it all. Despite asking them repeatedly the cause for their excitement, none of them seemed inclined to provide me with a straightforward answer. Eventually, I allowed them to proceed with their actions.Taylor is currently working on my makeup while the Queen and Luna sift through a stunning collection of dresses that have just been delivered to the door. I admire how exquisite and singular each design is and feel so grateful that they took suc