All Chapters of The Lycan King’s Witch: Beneath the Crimson Moon: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Cyrus’s POV I just worried that when they all woke up, all shit would break loose. They were unaware that witches would be moving in and when they wake up, I’m sure they are not gonna be happy about it. Of course, we are gonna have to stay on high alert for a while until this all died down, but I couldn’t go use on that right now. My palms were sweating and all I could think about was the boat load of witches that were about to pull in soon. a part of me wanted to kill them on the spot but realistically, I couldn’t. It wouldn’t be right. Yes witches are the reason for all of our troubles, but these witches weren’t responsible for our loses. They didn’t kill my Lyra. The witch we had locking in our dungeon was. That bitch got off easy. Killing herself? Or even if it was a mercy kill from another one of her kind, she deserved worse. The vans rolled in and my heart sank. Dom’s car came in first and I went to him and greeted him. He looked around at the warriors that stood aroun

Dom’s POV The axe was lined in a familiar green glow, hovering just inches from the man’s neck. I immediately looking in the direction of her. Although I was angry, I couldn’t help but be startstruck by how sexy she looked. Her eyes were glowing a vibrant green and her hair lifting slightly around her. She was dressed in a long flowing gown in the colors of nature. She moved slowly in the direction of the stage and the bystanders moved out of her way. Some growled while others looked hat her like their savior. It was the first time I could see what Cyrus was saying. The kingdom was truly divided. If I didn’t fix this, we could be seeing a civil war. She continued to walk until she made it on stage. With the flick of her wrist, she ripped the axe from the executioners hand and it landed by my feet. ‘I think you met your match, Dom.’ Amos chuckled. Cyrus on the other hand was not happy with her open disrespect. He stepped forward from the audience prepared to respond but I

Anastasia’s POV "I know, but right now, the witches need me. This is a huge change, and I feel responsible for them. If I never came back, then maybe High Priestess would still be alive." She looked at me with sad eyes. Another reason was that I could also still feel my brothers' and sisters' emotions, but not as strongly as I did the first day. I couldn't tell if it was watering down, or if I was just getting used to them, but what I did know, was that this was another punishment. "I know that you blame yourself, but it wasn't your fault. You couldn't control that outcome, my luna." She patted my head in a nurturing way and I smiled up at her weakly. I finished up my breakfast, and for the first time, I managed to eat nearly all of it. "Look at that, Luna! Your appetite is improving well!" Miss Elaina exclaimed, a huge smile on her face. I stood to my feet and thanked her for the meal. Now that the witches were in the kingdom, I decided to move to the east with them. Do

Dom’s POV He’s been getting on my last nerve about this the past few days. His impatience was rubbing off on me, and I wasn’t liking the way it was making me. There was so many things I had to do, and the last thing I needed was to be wrapped up with was the lack of a mark on my mates neck. That reminds me, “I came here for something else too. Our prisoners, the witch, Rosalia. She spoke of a prophecy, do you know anything of it?” I asked trying to keep my nerves on ease. “Yes, I know a few prophecies circling around which one are you preferring to?” A few? “The one that has something to do with, what did she say? A redeemer will rise and a guardian of fall?” he immediately started looking through more piles of books. He opened a few and begin roaming through them, searching for any passages that could read similar to what I said. “The witch from the war, before she was killed, she kept mumbling ‘all will end in a gaze of emerald.’” His brow furrowed. “I think I might ha

Anastasia’s POV He quickly sat up and pulled my panties off of me. His eyes hooded, looking sexy and wild. I could tell that Amos was now here too. It only made me want him- them more. I felt like I was in shock as he stood to his feet and pulled the rest of his clothes off. He was everything a woman could dream of. Tall dark and handsome, and his package was massive. It was intimidating but I knew that he wouldn’t hurt me. Or at least, not on purpose. He climbed back onto the bed and on instinct, I spread my legs to him. He inhaled sharply as he gently climbed back on top of me. Looking up at him with complete vulnerability, his eyes held so much care for me. “This is gonna hurt, but I will go slow.” He spoke softly, and apology mingled in his lust filled eyes. I nodded and braced myself. I whimpered as he pushed through my entrance. With every inch of him, my walls trembled, and my eyes filled with tears. He whispered sorries into my hair and once he was fully in, he slo