บททั้งหมดของ OFFERED TO THE LYCAN KING : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

KAIThe slums were worse than I remembered.I hadn’t been here in years, but the sight of it now turned my stomach. The air was thick with the stench of waste and decay, and the ground was a mix of mud, filth, and human waste. The slum dwellers huddled together in ragged clothes, their faces gaunt and pale, some of them wheezing and coughing as they drank thin, watery soup from cracked bowls. Flies buzzed around them, and the few children I saw looked skeletal, their eyes hollow.This was the part of the Seven Isles my father had never cared about. He had poured all his resources into the capital, lavishing attention and wealth on the nobles and the elite, while the poor were left to rot in these wretched streets. He had claimed that maintaining the wealth of the capital was all that mattered, that the poor were a burden best ignored.It was why all of the werewolves had such high regard for us. They knew that we had resources and could do whatever we wanted to do, but none of them kn

KAI The night was eerily quiet as Yara and I made our way back into the clearing where the skinwalkers had hidden their nest. We waited until the sun was down and it was almost midnight. We could hear them as they passed by us, and I even checked out some of them as they moved through the night. They were faster and more agile, so it made sense that they were able to catch and eat anyone that came in their way. As we reached the place where they resided, Yara and I paused. I could feel the tension in the air. Yara’s expression was grim, her eyes closed once again as she silently chanted under her breath, feeling the magic that hung in the air like a thick fog. As we stepped into the clearing, we walked as fast as we could to the place where we had seen Alina earlier. Once we reached it, I was glad to see her at the same spot. She was sitting on a stone bench, her posture unnaturally rigid, her eyes wide and vacant, and that unsettling smile still stretched across her face. My hear

ALINA A week had passed, but the mourning never really ended. The pack was in a state of confusion and grief, but none of it felt real to me. Nothing had felt real since Kai’s death. I was in a painful stage of derealisation. I was walking through the motions, pretending like I was still functioning, but inside, everything was hollow. Jaime, however, had wasted no time. He had pushed for the coronation to happen as quickly as possible, and here we were—just days after Kai’s death, and Jaime was already the new alpha. He had forced everyone to move on from the traumatic event, which was not as easy as it seemed. I have never met someone that cruel, and I knew a fair share of people that were cruel. I couldn’t even believe it. None of this made sense. How could the pack move on so easily? How could they sit here, in celebration, while Kai’s body was in a crypt beneath the palace? The thought made my stomach turn. I had asked Lily earlier if there was going to be a funeral for Kai. If

ALINA Two days had passed since the chaos of that night, and now we were headed to the pack court for Lily’s hearing. I really thought he was going to back down, but I was clearly wrong. Jaime did not want to back down especially with his mother making matters worse. When we reached the court room, the tension in the air was palpable, thick with unease and fear. I had barely slept the night before, my mind consumed with worry about what was going to happen today. I wasn’t allowed to see Lily beforehand, and I knew that without proper preparation, she had little chance of winning against Jaime, the alpha of the pack.I glanced down at my gown, the fanciest one I’d worn since I became Luna. It was custom-made for me, soft silk brushing against my skin as it flowed elegantly behind me. Normally, I would have appreciated such fine craftsmanship, but today, I felt like I was wrapped in chains. This dress, this title, and everything that came with it was suffocating. It was a constant remi

KAI I was alive, and doing quite well. My plan was falling perfectly in place the way I planned all of it when I was pronounced dead. I knew it was going to be the last time for me to try and get myself out of the whole mess I was in. I stood in the heart of a nearby pack, a place where no one expected me to be, especially after I was pronounced dead. The crypt under my palace held a dummy, an empty vessel meant to deceive anyone who came looking. The plan had been orchestrated with precision, every move calculated. Lily and I had put everything into place, knowing that if I didn’t act now, I would lose everything.As I surveyed the pack around me, I could feel the excitement of what I was about to do pressing down on my shoulders. This wasn’t just a matter of survival, this was about reclaiming my power. Jaime had stolen everything from me, even though it was not even mine, to begin with, but I knew that if I let him have the pack he was going to drive it right through the ground.