All Chapters of Mated To My Enemies! Lycan Kings Obsession : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Mira POV I stood by the window, my eyes fixed on the chaos unfolding in the training yard below. From here, I could see everything — Kai and Rowan lunging at each other, fists flying, grunts echoing through the castle grounds. They fought like wild animals in human skin, no sign of mercy between them. I should have been horrified, but instead, my heart fluttered with an unexpected thrill. They were tearing into each other over me. Well, not only me — over pride, over old grudges, over Lucian, over their beliefs. But I was still part of it, tangled in the web they had spun with their own hands. I crossed my arms and leaned against the cool wall beside the window, watching closely as they fought in their human forms. Neither shifted into their beasts, not yet. There was still restraint, but I could see it fraying at the edges with every punch and shove. Their faces were twisted in rage, sweat already dripping down their temples, muscles tight and strained. Guards sto

Rowan Pov I watched Kai closely, every muscle in my body coiled with tension as I waited for him to speak. I had pushed him as far as I dared, but I knew that if he didn’t agree, if he shut this down completely, then we would lose Lucian for good. My heart pounded in my chest, tight and unrelenting. He was our brother, our blood. No matter what pride or bitterness we carried, we couldn’t let him slip away. Finally, after what felt like hours of heavy silence, Kai let out a harsh breath and gave a sharp nod. “Fine,” he growled. “We’ll try it. But not until nightfall.” Relief flooded my chest, but I swallowed it down quickly, knowing it was too soon to celebrate. Kai’s gaze was hard, unyielding, still filled with the heat of our earlier fight. His next words, cold and clipped, made it clear. “We cannot do this in the light of day,” he said. “The people must not see Lucian like that. We will move under the cover of darkness. No one can know of this. Not the coun

Kai Pov We arrived at the shrine in dead silence, only the soft creaking of the carriage and the faint rustle of the wind filling the air. The place looked darker than I remembered, older too, like the weight of forgotten prayers had settled into its stones. I climbed down first, my boots crunching against the gravel, and then Damien and Rowan followed, carrying Lucian between them. The moment my eyes fell upon the towering shrine entrance, I felt something bitter rise in my chest. Memories of blood, betrayal, and the fall of our father came crashing back. My fists clenched at my sides, and for a second, I almost turned away. Almost. No. I swallowed the burn in my throat, forcing my feet forward. Whatever history I had with this place, whatever scars, it wasn’t about me now. It was about Lucian. My brother. My blood. And I was ready to face any demon, even if it wore the face of the moon goddess herself. Rowan was ahead, always eager. He stopped one of the dis

Mira POV The moment I stepped into their presence, I could feel it—like the weight of a storm cloud pressing down on my chest. The air was thick with tension, and my instincts told me it could only be about one thing: Lucian. I swallowed hard, my throat feeling like sandpaper. My heart twisted painfully inside my chest, a strange contradiction tearing at me. I should have been rejoicing at their misfortune, reveling in their suffering, but all I felt was a deep, unsettling ache. Why did it hurt so much to see them like this? They were my enemies, weren’t they? My targets. The ones who took my mother’s life, the ones my father had cursed since the day I could understand words. I came to this castle with the sole purpose of destroying them, of making them bleed from within, and yet… here I was, feeling my chest tighten at the thought of Lucian’s pain.Why do I have to feel this way towards the people I should hate with all of me? When Kai asked me about the shrine,

Mira POVI was in my chamber, sitting on the edge of my bed, unable to steady my thoughts. Everything that Councilman Ryker revealed kept swirling in my mind like a raging storm. I thought that after his return, after hearing what he found out, I would have a sense of clarity. But all I had was more confusion.I folded my arms around myself and leaned against the bedpost, staring blankly at the opposite wall.Everything pointed to witches. All the signs — the strange magic, the explosions without gunpowder or other explosives, the way the lycans disappeared without a trace and had their memories wiped — all of it pointed to something unnatural. Something powerful. Something that only witches were once capable of.I found myself gnawing at my bottom lip, a nervous habit I hadn’t been able to break since I was a little girl. If witches were truly extinct, if Ryker was right about what he saw and heard in Darkfire clan, then who, or what, was responsible for everything happenin