Semua Bab Chosen By The Lycan King: Bab 151 - Bab 160

Zane pov.I let out an innocent smile as I watched my mate approach with a few guards behind her, my grip on Paige’s neck still firm. I could take all of Tessa’s rage, but I wasn’t letting go of this wicked woman.“My love.”“How dare you?!” she screamed, not even caring that I had our enemy pinned. “I told you to rest! How dare you deceive me?”I just watched her—ten whole minutes of her yelling, hitting my chest, her voice shaking, tears threatening to spill.Fuck, she’s beautiful. Even angry. Even like this, under the moonlight, she’s perfect. My eyes trailed down to her lips. They were moving fast, scolding me, but the sound faded into nothing.A slow smile tugged at my lips.All mine. Her anger, her love, her pain, her tears—everything about her belongs to me. I’d burn the world before I let anyone take her away.“Are you even listening?!”“No,” I answered simply. “But I caught Paige.”That shut her up. Her gaze finally shifted to the half-conscious woman at my feet. The worry i

Jessica pov.“You know you’re really making this harder for yourself, right?” I said, folding my arms as I stood outside the iron cage. Paige sat inside, knees pulled to her chest, eyes dull and distant. We had tried keeping her in a normal room before, just like she once did to me with guards watching. But she’d nearly killed two of them when she tried to escape, using that cursed dark power again.Now, the cage was the only option. Silver-lined bars, heavy chains at her ankles. She was dangerous, even like this.Zane had gone with Ronald and Tyson to check the border, to make sure whatever had been spreading from the east wasn’t heading our way. We still had no clue what we were dealing with. The only thing we’d found at Jason’s tribe was a strange letter written in blood nailed to the entrance. The clansmen said it wasn’t new, they’d been getting letters like that since the week Jason disappeared.I didn’t know what to think anymore. Nothing made sense.Paige was supposed to be th

Jessica pov.We all gathered around the map Anastasia had spread out on the table. The room was tense—too quiet. The air hummed faintly with the low buzz of the lamps, shadows crawling across the faded wood. No one spoke for a while. It felt like we were standing at the edge of something, waiting for it to break.Zane stood across from me, arms folded, his jaw tight enough to crack. He didn’t say much, but I could see it—the flicker of worry in his eyes, the kind he tried to hide behind that cold exterior. Ronald was his Beta, his second-in-command, his brother in all but blood. And now he was missing.It had taken a lot of convincing before Zane finally agreed to let Anastasia help us. I couldn’t blame him for hesitating. Ana wasn’t exactly someone you trusted easily. She was sharp, reckless, unpredictable but she was the best tracker we had. And this time, we didn’t have the luxury of pride or caution. If anyone could track someone through a rogue-infested forest, it was Ana.“Mike

Zane pov.I stood by the doorway, my hand still on the knob, listening. I hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, it just happened. Her voice carried through the silence, low and tense. Paige’s mocking tone cut through it like a knife.“Tell me, Jessica,” Paige said, voice filled with venom. “Does it still sting that you never got to be Luna? That even if you were, you’d still be the same weak, pathetic omega who begs for a little attention?”I felt something shift in my chest.Jessica didn’t answer right away. There was a pause. Too long of one. Long enough to make something inside me tighten.Then Paige laughed—a sound that grated against my nerves. “You think you’ve moved on? You think Zane makes you strong? You’re still the same, Tessa. Still that little omega who wasn’t chosen. Eric might have been banished, but at least he marked me once. You never even had that.”My fingers curled into a fist. The mention of Eric’s name made my jaw clench.Eric.Her ex-mate. The one the Moon Goddess had ch

Jessica/Tessa pov.When the call came through, I didn’t even think twice. Zane’s voice was strained, urgent. Something had gone wrong. By the time he said “trapped,” I was already moving.“I need help. Zane and his team are trapped,” I said as soon as I burst into the guest house. The room went silent instantly. Anastasia, Wendell, Lyndon, and Hansel were gathered around the table, mid-discussion, but all eyes turned to me the second I spoke. My pulse was pounding so hard I could barely breathe.They didn’t waste time asking questions. Every one of them moved at once—grabbing weapons, strapping on armor, eyes hard and sharp. Anastasia was the first to stand, her long braid swinging behind her as she fastened her blades. “Lead the way,” she said coldly.“Hansel,” I turned to him, voice clipped, “can you stay behind? Ronald is still missing. Someone needs to guide the tribe in case things go south.”He hesitated, his expression torn between wanting to come and knowing I was right. Then