All Chapters of ABRAHAM — The Lycan King: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

ABRAHAMYes I was annoyed when I saw her in my room, my things thrown across the floor, but I couldn’t bring myself to lash out. I immediately gave orders to bring Medea into the castle even though she refusing to come down here, it’s strange how no one knows where she really stays, the slave quarters people whisper about are always empty whenever someone checks, she's so arrogant that it annoys me.“I thought you wouldn’t come,” I said, watching her dab a damp napkin against Olena’s sweaty forehead, her gaze sliding up to meet mine, her fingers tightening just slightly on the cloth as if daring me to push further.Medea locked her eyes on me, steady and unflinching, like she only wanted to prove she wasn’t afraid, and maybe she wasn’t, she was a witch after all and I had no choice but to respect that because Olena needed her more and her treatment couldn’t wait.She crushed herbs in her palm, the scent rising in the air as she pressed them gently to Olena’s lips, then lowered her he

OLENAA sharp sting landed on the back of my head, and I flinched forward before snapping my gaze up. Ava stood there grinning, her palm still hovering like she was proud of the slap. My head throbbed, but I clenched my jaw and shifted my eyes to Rubbie. She raked her gaze over me from head to toe, one brow arched like I was some kind of joke.“Wow, what’s gotten into you?” Ava drawled, her voice filled with mockery.Rubbie smirked, rubbing the side of her nose before stepping back with lazy confidence, her eyes never leaving mine. “Okay…” she breathed, as if already amused by whatever was about to happen.From the corner, another girl clicked her tongue. “Gosh, you’re gonna ruin that poor girl’s face,” she muttered, tilting her head toward me.“I can’t believe this fool even has the guts to challenge Rubbie,” someone else chimed in.“I swear, I feel like smacking the back of her head myself,” another voice cut in, laced with spite.Their words stabbed at me one after another, but I k

OLENARubbie hooked her arm over my shoulder, trying to pull me forward, but I planted my feet firmly and didn’t move. I could feel her strength pushing against me but I stayed rooted in place. “Is she fighting back or not?” someone whispered sharply from the crowd behind us.Rubbie narrowed her eyes, scanning me up and down. A smirk formed on her lips, while I glared back, heat burning in my stare.“Lower your eyes,” she snapped. But I didn’t blink nor did I move. I met her gaze, my silence louder than words."Are you deaf, or do you want me to shove my fingers into your eyes?" Rubbie hissed, her hand darting toward my face.Instinct snapped through me, I tilted my head back, her nails grazing the air, and caught her wrist before she could strike. My eyes widened for a breath, then narrowed as I tightened my grip. Heat surged through my arm as I bent her hand back, the sharp crack echoing in the silence.Gasps rippled from the crowd.Rubbie’s mouth opened, her voice trembling betwee

OLENAKane looked like the words hit him harder than a punch. His grip slipped, shock flashing across his face, and June yanked her hand free. She spun around and stormed off with quick steps and never once looking back.I stayed for a moment, locking eyes with Kane. I let my gaze run over him, daring him to say something. But he stayed silent and that silence said more than words ever could. He hadn’t expected June to shout the truth that she was his mate. Because he's ashamed of it.I turned and jogged after June, catching up as she marched forward without slowing.Men. Honestly. They’re all the same—Abraham, Ronan, Kane. They reject their mate for not being in their levels yet follow her around and bothering her as if she owes them her soul. It made no sense at all.“I don’t think she’s at the warriors’ place,” June finally said, stopping as she crossed her arms tightly over her chest. I wasn’t sure if it was the right time to bring up Kane. The thought pressed at the back of my

OLENAWow. The bastard actually kept his word.I instinctively stepped back, but Ronan’s hand shot out, hovering as if to steady me so that I won't fall on the ground. If I slipped, I’d fall right into his arms, and the thought made my skin prickle.“Careful,” he murmured with a smile that looked far too satisfied.I hissed under my breath and turned to leave with June, but his grip caught my wrist, firm enough to drag me back in front of him.“Are you sick?” I snapped, yanking my hand free from his grip. My glare could’ve burned through him.June’s brows knitted as she looked between us. “Who’s he?” she asked, her voice edged with suspicion.My lips parted, but the words stuck in my throat. I didn’t know what to say or how much I even wanted her to know.“I’m…once her friend,” Ronan said smoothly, his eyes never leaving mine. “But she won’t talk to me anymore because I want her to be my girlfriend.”I scoffed at the bold lie spilling from his lips, heat rising in my chest. Goddess, I