Lahat ng Kabanata ng ABRAHAM — The Lycan King: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

OLENANow I finally understood June.I was sitting in the courtyard with Zinnia. The evening sun stretched long shadows across the stone floor. She was quiet, her head down, fingers pulling at the hem of her gown. We just sat there, breathing in the fresh air.Voices floated over the courtyard, some laughing, some teasing, some whispering. A few girls stood by the fences, giggling with the guards. Others hung around in groups, some were doing their nails which I'm sure was handed to them by the noble women.l spotted Rubbie near the sheds with some men, these ones were literally warriors. I looked away."Do you want to hear a story?" Zinnia asked softly, breaking the silence. "An old slave will be gathering us tonight."She sounded like she didn’t want to think about what had happened earlier and June hadn’t been seen since."Sure," I said quietly.Not long after, we slipped into the gathering spot. A few slaves were already there, sitting on the ground with their legs crossed. At the

ABRAHAMThere was a man’s scent on her. Faint, but strong enough to cut through the sweetness of hers. It clung to her skin, distracting me, making my jaw tighten every time I leaned in closer.I’d made her do so much last night, almost too much. I nearly had her on her knees, almost making her take me in her mouth. I couldn’t stop staring at her curves, at her bare chest because when she was naked, her scent poured into every corner of the room, drowning me, trapping me like an addiction I never wished to escape.And the way she avoided my gaze when I looked at her... I love that alot but she doesn't know it yet.I leaned close, brushing my lips against her ear."You don’t want me," I murmured, "but your body melts when I touch you."She shivered, trying to hold herself still, blinking fast like she was begging her eyes not to give her away. But her nipples betrayed her as they were hard, pressing against my chest because I removed the hoodie I was putting on to feel her well.I twis

OLENA We drove into a wide open courtyard in a shiny black Ferrari SF90 Spider. Two other BMW black cars were with us, one in front, one behind, both filled with guards. As soon as we stopped, the guards stepped out quickly and opened his door like they had done it a thousand times.I quietly got out too, holding Abraham’s suitcase like some unnoticed assistant, and followed him without saying a word. Six guards walked behind us, silent but watchful. Kane wasn’t with them, but the other guard stayed close to Abraham’s side.We walked into a large balcony that looked over a beautiful garden. Sunlight poured in, lighting up a long table filled with food. Hot dishes gave off steam, fresh fruits sparkled with dew, and bottles of wine and sparkling water sat in silver ice buckets.Two men were already at the table. They stood up as we came closer and shook Abraham’s hand with friendly smiles.Their eyes shifted to me, curious, a little confused but they didn’t say anything.“Emilio De Caz

ABRAHAM The anger in my chest felt like a burning fire I couldn’t put out. My palms were sweaty, my clothes stuck to my skin, and sweat ran down my back. It was hard to even breathe.I quickly signed the papers and slid them toward him with a soft sigh.“Is she just a regular pack member?” I asked.He didn’t reply right away. My eyes dropped to the steaming cup of green tea in front of me. I took a small sip. It was warm, calming… the opposite of how I felt inside.“Uhm...” Ronan looked at Chloe. She gave him a small nod before he answered. “Yes, she is,” he said quietly.Then he leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “Since we’re on this topic... would it be okay to replace her with two virgin girls instead?” he asked, like he was just discussing some normal deal. I stared at him, feeling a heavy weight settle in my chest.“What... do you mean?” I asked, confused.He shrugged like it was no big deal. “I mean, I want that particular slave back. Don’t worry, I’ll give you a

MORGAN POV"Won't you smile? You're already at his chambers," Rubbie murmured with a teasing grin as I rolled my eyes, and she came to a halt at the large carved doorShe tilted her head, frowning slightly "Still can't believe that kid got in here before you"I let out a breath. "That's why I'm going in myself… I want to hear what he has to say"No one ever entered Abraham’s private chambers, that was the rules and the consequences were really brutal. They were tucked away upstairs on the castle’s left wing, a part of the estate so vast and layered that someone could hide here for days and never be found unless a slave was sent to scrub that corner clean.I drew in a deep breath and stepped into the quiet parlour, my footsteps soft against the polished floors. With no sign of him there, I crossed to the inner room and knocked once, twice, no response. I reached for the handle, surprised to find it unlocked. Pushing it open, I stepped inside and scanned the space, but he wasn’t there e