Semua Bab Bride Of The Lycan King: Bab 131 - Bab 140

Amber’s POV Beta John disappeared almost immediately, rushing up the stairs like someone was after him, while Alpha Dale led us to the rooms. I had no idea how he knew what room was prepared for us or maybe he was just taking anyone’s room as he liked. I had my bath first, scrubbing my skin as hard as I could to wash away the memories that clung to me like glue. I thought I had buried my past away even though it was only a year, but being here was dragging up all those memories. When I returned to the bedroom, Alpha Dale wasn’t there. It was no problem though. I imagined he had his hand full with Yeti’s investigation and now insubordination from one of his Alphas. If Alpha Marcus really was a turn coat, then things will be so messed up. I had just finished changing into a sleeveless, short beach gown when a knock sounded on the door. I frowned, wondering if it was either Izzy or Fabian. Alpha Dale and Janine never bothered to knock on the door. And Kevin must be busy on his lapt

Amber’s POV “Meet me in Derrick’s old room,” Alpha Dale’s whispers filtered into my ear. “Alpha Marcus is using it now. Don’t be late.” Even now, when the dining hall was slowly clearing, his voice still echoed in the back of my mind. What was it? I felt a certain kind of excitement rushing through my veins that even startled me. What did he find? Something told me it wasn’t going to be good. But why didn’t he want the others to know? He whispered it so low that I was sure the others couldn’t catch it even with their superior werewolf hearing. He didn’t even trust our mind link enough to use it. Perhaps it was the buzz of being involved in something mysterious that no one else could know about that made me this excited. As soon as I excused myself from the table, I made my way to our room first to prepare myself for whatever revelation I was going to hear and seeing Derrick’s private quarters again after such a long time. After several minutes of talking to myself in a mirror,

Noah’s POV I knew I needed to run. That much I was sure of. My heart hammered in my chest and my lungs expanded painfully with the strain that I was putting on it, but I couldn’t stop. I knew what was going to happen the moment I did. Death! The thought of it echoed grimly in my mind. I couldn’t die here. That was not even an option, at least for now. I had to pay them back for what they stole from me. My heart ached as I thought about it and I immediately slapped the thought away. The moment I saw the stone steps of my house, I relaxed a bit. I made it this far. Maybe no one was chasing me. Had it all been my imagination? No, I was sure of what I saw. Although it had only been a shadow, I was sure what I saw when I stood with Amber was Lydia. She had seen and heard me. My mind went back to Amber. Did she heed my warning? I hoped she did. I regretted not doing enough for her back then, but at least now… I could try and take them down for her, even if it was the last thing I di

Kevin’s POV Darkness. It was everywhere. It was so black that it was unnatural. From the smell, I knew I was no longer in my room. The place smelled the way the gallows did back at Free City or even worse. There was an ache in my bones that made me feel like I was dragged through a stampede. Where was I? And how the hell did I get here? My head pounded with a dull ache that made everything foggy, including the blackness. I reached in to pull my wolf to the surface, but there was nothing there but emptiness. I could still feel him inside me but it was as though he was blocked by an iron wall. What was this? I closed my eyes, shutting the blackness out as I tried to remember something, anything that will give me a clue as to where I was. The memory returned to me slowly. We had dinner, but during that time, I had stumbled upon something which I thought was going to be interesting. And it was – it had been. Excitedly, I had sent it to Alpha Dale immediately. Was that when I made

Kevin’s POV “The hollowed circle?” I repeated, shaking my head. “No.” He chuckled bitterly. “That is exactly the point.” I inched closer to him, completely taken in. “What are they? I don’t assume the Lycan King is aware of their existence, right? Or the council.” He shrugged. “I cannot tell what they know or the extent of their knowledge. What I can tell you is that its is a group hidden deep in the coven of witches. Even most witches are not aware of their existence.” “How did you know about it then?” I asked. “After I found out about Derrick’s secret, I started digging around for information. Connecting the dots wasn’t really hard. Derrick is a witch who has been living under the guise of being a werewolf and an Alpha at that for many years.” My heart froze. If one Alpha could do this, then how many more were out there? How many of the people I knew and interacted with daily were witches? I glanced up at him. “What is their aim? Werewolves and witches aren’t friends. Why w