All Chapters of The Lycan King’s Destiny: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Kayla's POVI forced down the urge to puke as I stared at the album. He had a family all this time and he kept flirting with me.I didn't doubt the King's word for a minute when he said Kain was just using me to spite him, but now I felt utterly disgusted.Footsteps echoed in the hallway, snapping me back to reality. I quickly shut the album, placing it exactly where I found it, then hurried back to the chair by the window. My heart pounded, fingers trembling slightly as I forced myself to appear calm.The door opened, and Kain stepped in, his confident smirk plastered across his face like he owned the room— and everyone in it. He glanced at me, his eyes searching mine as if he could read my every thought. I swallowed hard, pretending like nothing had changed, but it felt like a million things had shifted in the few minutes he’d been gone.I had to leave."I should go back to my room," I blurted out, my voice barely steady. His eyes narrowed slightly, but I stood up quickly, cutting o

Kayla’s POV“Why would he do that?” I wondered, my voice barely above a whisper.“You tell me Kayla, why would a man who ‘hates’ you willingly put his life on the line to save you?” Those were the last words from the lady before she walked away.My heart pounded against my ribs, the anxiety eating at me. Now more than ever I had to save him.Before I knew it I found myself in the pack's hospital. I approached the doctor’s office and knocked gently.“Come in” I heard from inside before reaching for the door knob and stepping in. The doctor glanced up from her paperwork, leaning back in her chair. She didn’t look surprised to see me, though her expression was unreadable especially since she wore glasses.“I’m really sorry for coming here on such short notice but I really need your help,” I began. “The nurse who conducted the DNA tests I need to find her.”The doctor’s lips pressed into a thin line as she shook her head. “I’m sorry. That’s not something I can help with. The nurse in ques

Kayla's POV“This… isn't funny… don't do this please” Not sure if anyone could hear me. I pressed my back against the door, my vision was tainted and I could barely see a thing.I couldn't tell where the fire started, but there was a strong smell of petrol that filled the air, and my throat began to tighten almost instantly. Whoever did this… it wasn’t an accident. Someone had set this room on fire purposefully.Did Kain do this? Was that why he mentioned the room knowing I would walk into his trap?Why go through all this trouble so he could burn me alongside his brother's first mate's memory?I couldn't think straight. Luckily, the room was large but it would only be a matter of time before the fire would reach me.Fear crawled through my veins forcing me toward the door, slamming my fists against the hard surface.“Help! Please, someone!” My voice cracked, coughing frantically, the stench clawing at my lungs swallowed by the roar of the growing flames. The air was thickening with s

Kayla’s POVThe dagger slipped from my hands falling with a thud. I stepped away from it quickly, feeling the locket in my hand. I had to get rid of it.I dashed out of the room, heading to mine, my fingers trembling slightly as I slid the locket into a drawer. It felt like it burned against my skin. I pressed my palms against my temples, squeezing my eyes shut. I had to convince myself that maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t losing my mind.I took a deep breath. "It’s just the fire," I muttered under my breath. "It triggered something. I almost died, and now my mind is playing tricks on me."But the memory of that woman, her haunting voice, lingered like smoke in the corners of my mind. No matter how hard I tried to push it away, she was there, waiting. Pleading.A sudden knock startled me, breaking my thoughts. My heart lurched, but I forced myself to act natural. I opened the door to see a maid standing there, her head bowed slightly."The King sent me," she spoke softly, keeping her gaze

Kayla's POVI had never seen a corpse before, especially one that reeked badly and was rotting with age, I couldn't bear staying in the room. My legs moved on their own accord before they buckled in the middle of the living room.I gasped, my knees colliding with the tile and a sickening crack rippled through the room, my body shaking uncontrollably. “No... no...” My voice cracked, barely audible between sobs.Raymond didn't follow and I was grateful. I let myself break down alone for a lady I didn't know.Eventually, his boots echoed down the hall. He stepped out, cradling a small, worn box in his hands. His expression was dark, almost unreadable, but his jaw clenched as he stopped in front of me."She didn’t die peacefully," Raymond murmured, eyes flicking down to the box. “Whoever did this made sure it wasn’t quick. Suffocation. Likely with a pillow."I wiped at my face, though my hands trembled, smearing tears across my cheeks. My body felt heavy, weighed down by guilt and sorrow.