Lahat ng Kabanata ng Kidnapped By The Lycan Prince : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

The halls stretch endlessly before me, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight streaming through huge tall windows. My steps are quick, almost urgent, but my mind races faster than my feet. I haven’t seen Caspian since the council meeting, and the memory of the accusations still burns inside me like an open wound.They called me a traitor.They said I was playing both sides.And Caspian… he had defended me. But barely.I inhale sharply, pushing down the frustration clawing at my chest. The mating bond tugs at me, invisible but insistent, pulling me in a singular direction. I follow it instinctively, my hands curling into fists at my sides.The study.Of course, he’d be here.I push open the heavy doors without knocking.Caspian sits behind the massive oak desk, his broad shoulders hunched as he pores over documents. Candlelight flickers over his sharp features, casting shadows beneath his eyes. He looks exhausted, but more than that—he looks distant."Really?" I snap, stepping inside

The first thing I notice when I wake up is the cold. The early morning air clings to my bare skin, sending a sharp shiver down my spine. My fingers curl into the damp grass beneath me, the scent of earth and dew filling my nose. The sky is painted in soft hues of pink and gold, dawn stretching lazily across the estate. I blink blearily, trying to shake off the haze of sleep, and then realization slams into me like a freight train.I’m naked.Panic flutters in my chest as I sit up abruptly, my arms wrapping around myself. At some point during the night, I must have shifted back into my human form. And now, here I am, completely exposed in the middle of the garden.I groan, squeezing my eyes shut."Aries," I call out, my voice hushed but urgent. "I need you to shift."There’s silence, and then Aries’ voice rumbles in my head, thick with amusement. "Oh, do you now?"I grit my teeth. "Yes, I do. The entire pack house is awake, and I can't just waltz back inside like this.""Not my prob

I sit on the bed, my body numb, my mind spinning in circles. The argument still rings in my ears, every word cutting deeper than the last. "I don’t have the time or the energy to waste on your childishness." He had said before he walked out on me.The weight of those words presses on my chest like a stone, making it hard to breathe."You can’t just sit here," Aries growls in my mind, his voice sharper than usual. "You can’t let him walk away like that.""I don’t know what else to do." My voice is a whisper, shaky, uncertain."You go after him, that’s what you do!" He’s practically yelling now. "Did you not hear what Cassidy told you? Don’t let the distance grow to the point that it can’t be fixed."I press my hands into my lap, my nails digging into my skin. "Did he even love me, Aries? Or was it just the bond?"Silence.Then Aries sighs, long and tired, his usual arrogance absent. When he speaks again, it’s softer. "Don’t be stupid, little one. You know damn well he cares about you.

The moment the door slams behind him, I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. The sound still echoes in the silence of the room, a sharp punctuation to an argument that went nowhere. My hands are clenched into fists, my heart still hammering in my chest. He left. Again."Well, that was dramatic." Aries' voice slips into my mind, laced with amusement. "Do you think if he slams enough doors, he’ll eventually figure out how to open up instead?"I let out a humorless laugh, rubbing my temples. "At this rate? Highly unlikely.""You shouldn’t think too much about it," he continues, a note of something—concern?—underneath the usual sarcasm. "Give him time. He’s clearly incapable of sorting through his own emotions without brooding for a few centuries first.""Why do I always have to be the one to give him time?" I snap, pacing to the window. The moon outside is half-covered by clouds, casting uneven shadows across the floor. "Why can’t he, just for once, give me the time? Why d

A loud knock echoes through my room. I stiffen under the covers, eyes locked on the ceiling. Aries' voice rumbles through my mind, smooth and taunting."Look who's at our door. The brooding prince has arrived."I grit my teeth, dragging the blanket over my head. "Pretend you didn’t hear it.""Too late. I heard it. And so did you."The knocking continues. It’s firm, persistent—Caspian’s signature. A long silence stretches after, and I think maybe he’s given up. But then his voice cuts through the wooden door, deep and rough."Delilah, open up."I squeeze my eyes shut."We need to talk."Aries sighs dramatically. "The poor guy is trying. Maybe just open the door and throw something at him? A compromise.""I’m not ready to see him.""And when will you be? Next winter?" Aries scoffs. "You’re acting like he ran over your cat."I don’t answer. Eventually, after a few more knocks, Caspian leaves.The entire day, I stay holed up in my room. The walls feel colder than before, the air heavier