All Chapters of The Lycan 's King Forsaken Mate.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Rhea’s POVIt was a lengthy drive to the sanctuary, and the stillness between Damon and myself was oppressive. The rustle of invisible creatures was the only sound to break the strange silence that pervaded the woodland surrounding us. I had too many unanswered questions, and my body hurt from exhaustion. But not just yet, I couldn't allow myself to break. As if anticipating an attack at any moment, Damon led the way with a rigid stance and green eyes that scanned the darkness. I hadn't asked him questions, and he hadn't said much since the battle. I wasn't certain that I wanted them. At last, an open opening emerged from the dense trees, and I felt my breath catch in my throat.I had never seen a sanctuary like this before. A community formed into the soil itself, tucked away deep in the forest, consisted of modest homes made of wood and stone, their thatched roofs moss-covered and blending into the natural surroundings. As they took us in, wolves and lycans both navigated the colo

Rhea’s POVThe letter from Kael was still lying unopened on my bedside table, a subtle threat that I chose not to accept. His words reverberated in my head like an unshakeable shadow that crept into my consciousness. A worse thing is on the horizon.I was certain of that. However, I was also not returning. I stood my ground on not returning back to that brute that sees me as a pawn in his schemes. Rather, I decided to fight. The --- Kael's kingdom's orderly formations and the Moonveil Pack's immaculate sparring fields were far from the Exiled Sanctuary's training grounds. Training here was harsh, unvarnished, and merciless. Formality and tolerance for weakness were nonexistent.And I was having trouble.With deliberate attacks and unwavering endurance, the exiled warriors moved with seasoned ease. Conversely, I was barely keeping up. Breathing fiercely and unevenly, I ducked an impending strike while sweat trickled down my temple. Nyra, my opponent, a slender, combat-weary she-wolf

Rhea's pov Unspoken fear permeated the tight atmosphere of the sanctuary. News from the outside world reached us, and warriors spoke in low tones, their eyes troubled. Even before the words were spoken out loud, I could sense that something had happened. Something large. With a stern expression, Damon rushed into the battle room. His normally piercing green eyes were clouded by something unreadable, and his clothing was covered in blood and grime. I knew as soon as our eyes locked."Kael’s kingdom was attacked," he declared in a controlled, clipped voice. "The Eclipse Coven stormed his capital two nights ago."As warriors exchanged cautious looks, a murmur echoed around the chamber. Kael being directly attacked by the Eclipse Coven? It was a message. "They thought you were still there," Damon said, taking a step forward. "Rhea, they are after you. And in order to locate you, they were prepared to destroy his empire by fire.” He said, closing the distance between the both of us as

Rhea's pov With the exception of the steady clang of steel resonating through the night air, the battlefield was eerily silent. In the silver moonlight, Damon and Kael were engaged in a furious combat, their weapons blazing. Their breath came in jerky gasps and sweat trickled from their brows, but neither gave in. Every stride was a struggle for control, every blow was a threat of death. Kael was unrelenting, his might uncompromising, while Damon glided like a shadow, his blows accurate and well-controlled. Damon had to brace harder with each block since the force of Kael's swings drove tremors up his blade. As their swords clashed, sparks flew between them in a furious tempest of rivalry and wrath.I had previously witnessed warfare. I was the one who had battled them. However, this? Something deeper, something primordial, was involved. It was about who would claim me, not just about strategy or survival.Damon was forced to drop to one knee as Kael swung his blade downward in a v

Kael’s POVA reminder of the conflict that had left my forces in shambles, the smell of blood was still present in the air. With the fires from the Eclipse Coven's attack still raging in the distance, the once-powerful warriors of my kingdom stood broken and bruised, tending to their injured. For the time being, the adversary had backed off. However, I knew they would return. And I wouldn't be able to stop them the next time. I surveyed the shattered remains of my men from the top of the destroyed watchtower. Although we had strength, it was insufficient. No more. I balled my fists up. Rhea had given me no other option.I had extended an invitation for her to join me. I had told her what was going to happen. But since she was too obstinate and blinded by her erroneous feeling of independence to see the reality, she would not be able to survive what was about to happen without me. I had attempted to talk her out of it. I wouldn't repeat that error. "Your Majesty." Alaric, my Beta,