All Chapters of Thrown Into The Lycan's Den: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 42: Commence The SearchRameric's POV:I was still seated as Raiven remained standing as he gave his introduction to the members now seated around the table here at his Inner Ring. This was an exclusive meeting only held for his top members. They would each command a different section of the pack and had their own members who answered to them. Granted, I had something like this set up in my pack, only, my pack was more set up as a business perspective on the front but we were still a very powerful working pack. However, on the last day of the month, a lot of my pack members, especially my Warrior guards of all things, took this day off before the real work began on the next day, which was the 1st day of the month. However, I did not care much about any of that right now, as there were other things that I needed to tend to, much like finding my mate who was apparently taken from me, again. Galien had other pack members who usually saw to that, but my time was needed righ

Chapter 44: Its The End!Alasia's POV:I can't believe this is actually happening to me. I can't believe this is the end. I have barely begun to live my life and on the day that I am sold to be a slave, it has been put in jeopardy more times than I ever would have thought possible and now I am facing death. I was supposed to be able to rescue my brother from that monster. From the man who has beaten me every time my mother had her back turned up until the day of her unfortunate disappearance. She disappeared and left me here to face him. She's gone and I have nothing to show for it. She left a trust for me and my brother but it was squandered away by the pitiful and selfish use of another, one who had a hand in raising me and my brother. I am so devastated I don't know what to do with myself.I was being swallowed by self-pity. I had to try to bring my thoughts out of this situation but I was literally stuck here. I was stuck in this old covered and broken cage-covered wagon

Chapter 46: How Much Longer?Vladic Regime's POV:I stood by the window in my office looking out over the courtyard in the front of my manor as the sun would soon be setting. How much longer till their arrival? I was waiting for the arrival of the ones whom I sent to be captured. They were supposed to be the ones who were mistreated and supported the needs of others. Their overseer shall remain nameless. As I stood there, I could see in the distance a carriage pulling up to the gate. There were supposed to be five different carriages arriving but there was only one. I am assuming they experienced trouble trying to leave the land behind.Just then, there was a knock on my door and I turned around to see it opening up slowly and with a creaking sound. I watched as Emeric entered the room, and closed the door behind him then remained standing by the door till I addressed his presence. I looked over at him and waved in such a manner that he knew to come over to me as I turned bac

Chapter 48: The Plot ThickensVladic Regime's POVWe made our way through the shadows of the setting sun. As long as we stayed in the shadows, we would be fine. I was a very powerful warlock that I could stand to be in the sun as long as I was in human form, not that I cared to be in the sun at all. It was way too bright for me. I preferred the night as was when I did most of my dealings and such. I was so powerful that I could do anything I wished. I could even grant those with a less fortunate life one that they longed after, even if their own life was not what they wanted it to be. I was starting small in my endeavor. However, I had my servitors pass out the word to those said individuals to contact Clan Regime and send word they wished to participate in The Regime Factor. They would then be able to pay dearly for this new life. I would even prevent others from interfering with their new life for an additional fee. There were numerous ways one could pay for this, of cou

Chapter 50: Doesn't Add UpRaiven's POV:After Rameric rushed off towards his pack's castle, Riot was not pleased with what we initially found upon arriving at the area. He scouted around even before we made our way over by the turned-over wagon. There was evidence of someone else here, someone who Riot has not been able to track down a scent. It was not very common for someone to evade his detection, but whoever this individual was, they seemed to know how to evade the detection of a Lycan such as Riot. I was pretty stout when it came to tracking but Riot was better as his nose was unkeen to miss anything. As we searched the surrounding area before Rager arrived, we came across something that I was having a hard time explaining. The tree that was removed from the toppled wagon was pushed over, roots and all. There was nothing else that could have explained it. And it was the top of the tree that fell on the wagon cart. If the base of the tree fell on it, there is no doubt t