Lahat ng Kabanata ng Kidnapped By The Lycan Prince : Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

The Hybrid lunges.It is pure destruction—fast, merciless, ripping through Goldencrest’s forces like they are nothing. Warriors are thrown aside like ragdolls, their screams swallowed by the chaos of battle.The tide turns against us.Smoke thickens in the air, a suffocating, blinding force. Fire spreads wildly, consuming everything in its path, turning the battlefield into a burning graveyard.Aries is relentless.He dodges, rips, and slashes, his massive silver body moving like a phantom in the haze. But no matter how many rogues he cuts down, more come. And then—King Damon moves."Aries! Stop him!" I scream in his head.But it’s too late.The king charges the Hybrid.His sword sings through the air, slicing across the beast’s thick hide. It howls but does not falter. Instead, it turns on him, its claws swiping with deadly precision.Aries snarls, surging forward—Too late.The beast’s massive hand collides with Damon’s side, lifting him clean off his feet. The sound of bones c

Caspian coughs, blood dripping from his lips, but his smirk remains, stubborn as ever. His breathing is ragged, his body trembling from the loss of blood, but his eyes remain sharp. Unyielding.“I’m fine,” he rasps, waving Aries off like it’s nothing. “I’m okay.”Aries growls lowly, displeased.“Liar.” His voice, deep and rough, rumbles through me.But Aries still moves, using his jaws to haul Caspian up to his feet. The weight of the prince is nothing—Aries is strong enough to carry him, to take him to safety."Take him to the packhouse," I whisper in our mind. "He’s losing too much blood. He won’t last if he stays out here."Aries tenses, ready to obey, but Caspian suddenly wrenches himself away, staggering but steadying before Aries can grab him again.“No.” His voice is hoarse but firm. “I can’t leave.”Aries’ eyes narrow. “You’re injured.”Caspian straightens, wiping at his bloody mouth. “I’m the prince,” he says, his tone laced with something unreadable. “My father is already h

Delilah:The world feels distant, like I’m floating in a foggy dream. I can’t see anything, but I hear voices—muffled, as if they’re speaking through water. One voice stands out, deep and familiar, calling to me. Aries. He’s been calling for a while now, but I can’t find my way back to him. My thoughts are scattered, tangled in memories of fire, blood, and Theo’s lifeless eyes. I don’t want to remember. I don’t want to go back.But Aries doesn’t stop. His voice is a constant pull, a lifeline I’m too afraid to grab. "Delilah," he says, his tone softer now, almost pleading. "You can’t stay here. They need you. Caspian needs you."I don’t answer. I don’t know how.******Aries’ PerspectiveThe sun is setting, casting a golden glow over Golden Crest. The air smells of ash and fresh pine, a reminder of the war that nearly destroyed us. Cassidy walks beside me, her fingers absently running through my fur. She’s quiet, but I can feel the weight of her thoughts.“How long do you think s

Moonhaven is quiet.Not the kind of peaceful quiet that settles after a long day, but the heavy, suffocating quiet of absence. Of loss.I step through the gates to the pack my boots crunching against the gravel. The pack is intact, the buildings standing strong, but there’s a hollowness to the place. A pack without its Alpha. A kingdom without its heir.It's strange that I once considered this place home. It's strange I grew up here, twenty one years.It doesn't feel anything like it. No, not really. It feels cold...empty, even though nothing changed except the death of Rowan and Theo and the enforcers that went along to war.It's a ghost of a place. I'm looking around and I'm picturing Theo leaning on the walls, arms either folded or tucked into his pockets. Just observing.We pass by the garden and I'm picturing him laying on his back, arms around his head, eyes closed... just...lost outside of reality.Even the air begins to smell like him. I'm just manufacturing it, I know. B

The music swells around us, soft yet powerful, the perfect melody for a moment like this. My hand rests in Caspian's, and my other rests lightly on his shoulder as we glide across the ballroom floor. The golden chandeliers overhead bathe us in warm light, making everything shimmer—my silver gown, the golden embroidery on Caspian’s regal suit, the crown atop his head, and the one newly placed upon mine.The ceremony was breathtaking, a moment forever etched in my soul. I was not just Caspian’s mate now—I was his queen, standing beside him in every sense of the word. And now, at the reception, with laughter and celebration all around us, I finally allow myself to breathe, to feel the joy that tonight has brought.Caspian pulls me closer, his breath teasing my ear as he murmurs, “I have half a mind to steal you away from all these people.”I smile, tilting my head up to meet his gaze. “And risk the wrath of Cassidy? She’s spent a week planning this. I don’t think even you, King of Gol