All Chapters of Chosen By The Lycan King: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Jessica/tessa pov.I wake up shivering, my body pressed against cold, damp stone. My head pounds, and my wrists and ankles burn where ropes bite into my skin. I tug, but they don’t budge, silver threads woven into the cords, I can tell.I can’t feel my wolf, struggling against the rope is pointless. It would only make me weaker without my wolf. What about the soldiers? Did they take them too? I sure do hope they are safe.

Jessica/Tessa pov.The guards pull me from the cell and through dark tunnels. The air gets cold, and my wrists ache from the silver ropes, leaving sharp red marks around them.I look around, hoping for even the faintest glimpse of Evan. My chest tightens. I gave him a note yesterday, begging him to pass it to Zane. Did he manage it? Or did Paige find out? The thought of him being punished because of me makes my stomach twist. Goddess, if something happened to him, I’d never forgive myself.

Zane pov.“I still don’t think we should take the message seriously, sir. There’s a high risk, it’s a trap or false alarm to lure us away,” Ronald said, despite the fact we are already a few meters away from the said place.A dove had delivered a message and the location of where Tessa is being held captive. Ronald is right but at the same time, I can’t take any risk. If I assume it was another trap but it was real? Not only am I putting her life in danger.

Zane pov.“Sir…” The word stopped me dead in my tracks, my boots grinding into the frost-dusted earth. I turned to see Ronald jogging up, his broad frame heaving with each panting breath, his dark eyes glinting with worry under the moonlight.“Ronald? You were supposed to stay with the other half,” I said, my voice sharp, though I didn’t mean it to be. My nerves were frayed, every instinct screaming that Jessica was in danger.

Tessa/Jessica pov.Back in my human form, I sat cross-legged in front of an altar. Just like the one from the shadow tribe. Honestly, I was starting to hate altars, every single one of my problems seemed to begin with them.And now, here I was again, my so-called wisdom about to be tested with another one. It felt like a bad joke, like the universe was laughing at me for thinking I could ever catch a break.