All Chapters of Two Months: Desired By The Lycan’s King : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

133CelenePlaying it cool I rolled my eyes, crossed my arms, and leaned back, "When has Valerie not been involved in a bad situation? After everything she has done her heart is darker than black.”Father shook his head, his brows scrunched with worry, “No I don't think you understand Celene. There's something far darker than just human nature. Will you believe that not once since we've been mated have I ever seen her wolf?”I frowned at his words, “That's impossible.” I muttered, “How did you get her pregnant?”Alpha Daniel sighed, his shoulders dropped, “*I don't know. I want to say I was drugged, but I feel I've given so many excuses I cannot help but feel inadequate. Would you have believed me If I told you from the very beginning?”He shook his head, answering his question, “Valerie is darkness herself. That is why I fear for you, Celene. For what would happen to you when your presence is discovered in the pack.”My jaw tightened, “Then we fight. I'm done hiding away like some cr

135Celene's povI stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest. Christoff had seen me. Recognized me. My disguise was gone, and now, of all people, Luna Valerie was making her way toward us.Panic threatened to take hold. If Valerie realized who I was, she wouldn’t hesitate to imprison me or worse kill me.I know I told Alpha Daniel I was ready to take her on, but that didn't mean, I was stupid enough to not know when to pick my battles.Christoff moved before I could. He turned to the Luna with a charming smile, stepping in her path.“Luna Valerie,” he greeted smoothly, positioning himself between us.I swallowed hard, taking the moment of distraction to steady myself. With trembling fingers, I pulled out the can of masking spray, fixing the illusion over my face once more.I had barely finished when, Valerie’s cold eyes landed on me, suspicion flickering across her features. “Who is this?” she asked, her voice dripping with disdain, before answering her question. “Another one of yo

Chapter 137Mondrian’s POVThe door burst open, slamming against the stone walls. My eyes moved away from my conversation with Zara and zeroed in on the interruption.A soldier stood at attention, his face tensed with urgency.“Alpha,” he said, his breath labored. “What is it” I growled, his urgency rubbed off on me, "You better have a good reason for barging in like that Afael.”"I'm Sorry Sir." He panted, placing an arm on his beating chest, “It's about Lady Pecan sure, she escaped.”I straightened, my fingers tightening around the edge of my desk. “What do you mean she escaped? Escaped where?”The soldier shuffled, clenching his teeth, “She somehow found out that I was sent to bring her in for questioning.”“How?” I asked genuinely confused, “What would she gain from running away? Did you tell her the reason for the questioning?”Before Afael could answer,Zara scoffed, before pushing herself away from the couch she had been lounging in. “Does that matter? The fact that she ran ju

139Celene’s POV“What are you saying, Celene?” Christoffer's shocked voice cut through my next words, his hands gripping the edge of the table as his eyes darted through the dispirited crowd.“I'm telling you to join hands with me to overthrow the Luna, Christoff—” He placed his hands on my lips before I could finish my sentence his eyes widened, and he shushed me, “Are you crazy?” He asked leaning towards me, his voice barely above a whisper, “Lower your voice damn it someone could hear you!”A slight trace of annoyance washes through me. I never knew Christoff was a coward, his actions left a sour taste in my mouth, or was it his hands placed on my lips? With a grimace, I pulled away from his hands, before sipping from my cup of now-cold coffee.“I'm serious Christoff.” “And so am I!” He countered eyeing me, with a frown, “When you told me to prove myself I didn't think it would have to do with treason?”I tilted my chin, rising to meet his gaze, “Why? You afraid of Valerie ?”H

141CeleneThe journey back out of the witch's apartment was quiet, Christoff walked ahead of me his shoulders tensed and his lips pursed.I stole glances at him every other second, wanting to talk but his furrowed brows told me all I needed to, he wasn't ready so I kept quiet too.I used the opportunity to think about the witch's words. “The fate of your people rests on your shoulders.”I couldn't say I didn't understand, but her words didn't motivate me as it should have. The fate of people who were willing to lunch me at the slightest inconvenience did nothing to soothe my anger. Was I supposed to forget their cruelty towards me, towards my mother who was nothing but kind to them? I didn't think that was possible, but her words continued to play out in my mind, reminding me that there were innocent people hurt by Valerie's actions.I saw what she did to Violet Pack, how her ruling had turned a once flourishing pack into one filled with crime, where the only reasonable explanation f