Semua Bab Siren's Call: Lycan King Obssession : Bab 51 - Bab 60

I moved to the counter slowly, ignoring the stares behind me. I needed something to hold. Something normal. Something hot.“Coffee?” I offered half-heartedly, reaching for a mug.“Here?” Lizbella scoffed from behind me. “No, thanks.”I glanced over my shoulder. “Still think the Lycan Kings are cursed?”Her mouth twitched. “Still think you’re not?”I forced a tired smile, pouring the coffee anyway. “Suit yourself.”She stepped into the kitchen finally, her heels clicking softly against the floor. Kai had disappeared somewhere—I didn’t know when—but Kieran was still nearby, quiet. Watching. But he was holding a magazine of ladies in bikinis. But it was upside down. Idiot. Eventually he got up and left. Kylan also disappeared to. Regardless Lizbella stood beside me. She was still as beautiful as ever. Perfect and the kind of woman who never seemed to have a hair out of place. Lizbella’s eyes didn’t leave me. “So… the only reason I finally get to see you again is because the council

I laughed at their suggestion. “What are you guys? Babies?”The Lycan kings chuckled like I had just thrown down the gauntlet.“Oh, she has jokes,” Kylan said, already stretching like he was warming up for a marathon. “But you’ll be the one begging for a break in five minutes.”Kieran cracked his knuckles, his expression far too smug. “She clearly doesn’t know what kind of game she just agreed to.”Kai just smirked. “Three Lycans. One human. Doesn’t seem fair, does it?”I raised a brow. “Didn’t realize you were afraid of losing.”That did it.Kylan’s eyes glinted, his smirk widened into a grin. “You’ve got sixty seconds, Red. Better start hiding.”And just like that, I ran.I darted through the trees, heart racing—not from fear, but the thrill of it. The moon was high, casting silver light through the branches as I pushed through the underbrush, trying to gain some distance.But it was impossible to tell where they were. No footsteps. No rustling. Just wind.Too quiet.Then—A sudden

The images were still there.I didn’t know if they were true or just a fragment of my imagination—some cruel trick of my mind or something far more ancient and terrifying. Or a memory? I couldn’t shake them off my mind, it just stuck like glue. The little girl’s voice. Her blood-stained dress. Her red eyes.I hugged myself tightly, my arms wrapped around my waist as though that could hold me together.Kylan’s voice came softly from beside me. “Looking at you, I remember what Mom used to say?”I looked up at him, my lips parting, but no words came out.He crouched down to my level, his blue eyes softer than I’d seen them in a while. “She said… you can see things in the water because the water remembers. It holds onto everything. Emotions. Memories. Blood. Magic.”I hummed. True. Kai said that just now. His hand hovered over mine before he pulled it back. “And you… Briar, you’re connected to it. To the water. That’s why it’s easier for you to see.”I stared at the moonlit stream, my

Okay, got my brooch. Hair down or hair up?I had an oval face, sharp at the chin, soft around the cheeks. Hair down usually gave me the wild, mysterious look. Hair up? Elegance. I needed something in between, so I twisted it into a low knot and let a few strands fall loose. Not too polished. Not too undone. Just enough to say: I don’t care what the elders say, but I’m going to look flawless while they say it.The dress I chose was simple, but unfairly flattering. A midnight blue wrap dress with a plunging neckline I pretended not to notice. The fabric hugged my waist, fell to my calves, and moved like water when I walked. I paired it with black heels sensible ones, but with enough point to make a vampire rethink lunging at me.And of course, the brooch. An old piece I never wore. It was given to me by the council as a good member of the pack that contributed good things. Well not so much. I’m a demon in their eyes. Silver, crescent-shaped, worn down at the edges like it had survived

They couldn't say it to the kings because they were powerful and had every right to go wherever they want. But for me, even under their protection, I was still the omega they could oppress. The council members have been around for years. Even before the great war. They were not a fan of kings as they believe themselves to be royalty and the goddess right hand, so they do not care. The only thing that mattered as their well maintained white hair. I closed my eyes to calm myself. My goodness.This was so fucking harsh.I sat there, breath caught in my chest, as their words rolled over me like knives dipped in ice. My heart pounded—not from fear. Not from sadness. From fury.“You’re going to punish my children—my seven-year-old kids—because I live with men you don’t like?” I spat, my voice shaking now, not from nerves but from the effort it took to stay in my seat and not scream the place down. “Are you even hearing yourselves?”Ama didn’t flinch. Neither did Maura. They just watched