All Chapters of ABRAHAM — The Lycan King: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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40. Forced.

OLENAWhat should I do? Goddess, this is so embarrassing.Should I just kiss him?Maybe that would work. Maybe that’s what he wants.I turned slowly to face him, and our eyes met. His grip around my waist eased, just slightly enough to give me room to lean in. I closed my eyes, heart thudding, and pressed my lips gently to his.When I pulled back, his gaze was already fixed on me."That’s all you’ve got?" he said, a smirk tugging at his mouth.I shifted away instinctively, wiping my lips with the back of my hand. His lips were too soft... too soft for someone so cruel."I don’t have all day, little fairy," he drawled, leaning his head against the back of the couch, eyes closed now like he was bored… or waiting.Maybe he already knew the truth, that the necklace was mine. Maybe he saw how desperate I was to get it back, and now he was using it against me, bending me into whatever shape he desired.I spotted the cup of herbs still sitting untouched on the table."Your herbs... you haven

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42. Bigger than me.

ABRAHAM "I know you’re upset,” Cyrus murmured, his voice careful like he was testing a blade’s edge.And he was right, I was. But it was Cyrus, not Charles, so I kept my anger caged. If it had been Charles pounding on my door, I’d never have bothered to step outside. I’d been enjoying myself, buried in the moment with my toy. I couldn't stop picturing her hands so small against me, driving me insane and her mouth struggling to take my dick into her mouth. The image was so perfect in my mind, I was sure it had to become real.Olena moved quietly through the room, fixing coffee, the rich smell curling around us as she set the cups on the dining table in the castle’s hall.She isn't leaving my sight today, I told her to mark coffee for me even with the way her face looked like she wanted to kill me.“Morgan was furious,” Cyrus went on, glancing at me as if gauging my reaction. “I overheard her arguing with Charles.”No wonder he’d come knocking, Cyrus never disturbed me in my private ch

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42. Embarrassing her.

OLENANo matter how I tried to explain it, there weren’t enough words to capture how terrifying this man really was. Every time he called me, every time he touched me, it only got worse. There wasn’t a single trace of kindness in him, not even buried under all that cruelty. He was just... bad all through.After forcing me to take him into my mouth, he didn’t even pause before telling me to follow him out and fix coffee for him and his uncle as I frowned my face throughout.“What the hell is going on in your head?” June asked, shaking her head while staring at me.I let out a heavy sigh. “It’s so bad I feel like hanging myself,” I mumbled, wrapping my hands around my neck as if to test the thought.June crossed her arms. “Why don’t you do something that’d make him hate you? Then maybe he’d stop treating you like his personal slave.”I dropped down on the bed, hugging my chest. “The only way to do that is to become a traitor,” I whispered. "I saw the King's guard, Sam or whatever every

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43. humiliated.

OLENAA cold wave rushed through me as his breath, reeking of alcohol, hit my face. My heart pounded as I tried to push his hands off my shoulders, but he just dragged me with him through the crowd.Someone reached out and yanked at my hair, tearing apart my bun until my strands fell loose.“Her hair is actually real? Wow, I thought it was fake,” a girl laughed nearby.He kept pulling me forward, trying to haul me onto the stage, but I dug my heels in, refusing to move. I was too shy, too reserved to stand up there like some showpiece.“Please, don’t take me out there,” I begged, voice trembling.He leaned down, his hot breath brushing my ear. “I thought you were courageous,” he sneered, raising an eyebrow. “Where’s that brave girl now, huh?” He was still bitter about how I’d handled him in Zinnia’s room, I was sure of it.I glanced around frantically, searching for Zinnia, but she’d completely vanished into the crowd.Then he turned me to face the audience, voice booming. “We just wa

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44. The trap.

OLENA“Got anything to say, baby girl?” one of the girls taunted, smirking.I stayed silent, eyes fixed on Morgan–dressed in a yellow gown, who looked like she could swallow me whole.“Gosh, this is so boring,” another girl sighed, stepping closer while swinging a whip in her hand.Panic jolted through me. I glanced at the door, shot to my feet, and twisted the handle, but it was locked.“You think you can run away, huh?”My heart thudded painfully as I turned back. The girl was grinning, then grabbed my hair and flung me across the floor, sending me sliding until I landed right at Morgan’s feet.My hair was a tangled mess, falling over my face. Morgan lifted her foot and kicked me hard, pain bursting through my cheek.“You can’t be the vessel, right?” she whispered, leaning closer.I had no idea what she meant — all I wanted was for her to leave me alone. “I mean, do you even know how many people hate you?” Morgan hissed. “Why do you keep annoying everyone, you dumbfuck?”She slappe

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45. Realization.

OLENAI woke with a pounding headache, forcing myself upright as a groan slipped out. I pressed my palms against my temples, trying to steady the spinning in my head.The alarm shrilled four a.m. instead of three, sending another stab of pain through my skull just as the bell clanged, calling us out for morning baths.My mind was a blur and the last thing I could remember was being at the party with June and Zinnia, and then… nothing.Stepping outside to line up with the others, I felt eyes burning into me. Some girls covered their mouths, giggling, while others just laughed outright.“What the fuck is this?” one girl scoffed, her voice dripping with disgust.Confused, I ran a hand through my hair, catching the way more people were staring, pointing, even reaching to touch it as I stood in line.Was something wrong with me?“More like a green-haired girl now,” someone laughed, their voice sharp and mocking.My heart sank. I reached for my hair, dragging the strands down, and froze — i

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46. Back to its place.

OLENAGasps spread through the hall, but Zinnia only scoffed, letting the insult roll right off her.“Are you mad they don’t think you’re prettier than her?” Zinnia shot back. “Mad that he called you a fucking monkey and called her an angel? Is that why you’re so pissed?”Ava’s face darkened, her jaw tight as she clenched her fists and slapped Zinnia across the cheek.“What the hell do you know about me and Zubby, huh?” she snapped, breathing hard. “And what you said isn’t even right, you fucking cunt!”Who's Zubby now? Maybe the guy from yesterday? Someone shouted from across the dining hall, “Y’all better tell her to wrap that white cloth back around her hair, it looks like a rag on a dead dog!”Laughter exploded everywhere, stabbing straight through me, but I tried to stand still and keep my head up. June’s hand closed around mine, grounding me.“Yes, take her away,” Zinnia hissed, rolling her eyes. “Let’s see how they're gonna hurt you, Morgan’s bootlicker.” She reached out to s

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47. The portrait.

OLENA Then I caught the subtle nod Abraham gave me, signaling for me to follow as he turned and walked away.I lowered my head respectfully and started after him, feeling his gaze burn into my back. I couldn’t risk looking over my shoulder.When I saw he was heading toward his private chambers, my steps faltered. That place, it was the reason she’d put me through all that hell yesterday, and I didn’t want to go through it again.I froze, hesitating, but then remembered Abraham had the upper hand. The worst part was that even though he had the power, he never bothered to clean up the mess he caused, just left me to suffer.How was it that his future Luna wasn’t allowed inside his private chambers, yet I, a slave, could go there freely? And if it was really about me being his personal slave, then what about his Beta or Catzn, why couldn’t they go in too?He was the root of all this, and honestly, I couldn’t even blame Morgan as she’d only acted out of jealousy, and somehow my life was

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48. What property of his?

MORGANLast night it flowed like honey. Music, drinks, laughter, just me and my girls lighting up the room. I tossed my head back as our glasses clinked, not a single worry on my mind. Somewhere out there, she was probably being dragged through hell by Zubby or whatever name he bears. No one ever really saw that guy around the kingdom anyway. Ghost with a charming smile.“Are we just gonna leave her?” Rubbie asked, her gaze locked on me like she was trying to read something underneath my smirk.I paused, letting the grin curl slowly at the corner of my lips. That girl really thought she could throw that filthy word at me... insecure? She had no clue who she was dealing with. I leaned back, chin lifted just enough to remind the room who I was.Me — Lady Morgan. Mistress of Lycan Abraham Namtaru. Daughter of the fiercest warrior this kingdom’s ever known with a mother who's the Eyes of the kingdom. Future Luna. Soon this land would kneel for me, inch by inch, and she’d watch it all from

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49. Carnival.

OLENA What was I even thinking? I shouldn’t be thinking like this. I need to stay positive. Maybe it’s just decoration. Maybe my father isn’t dead. He can’t be. He looked fine before I left, strong and healthy. Not even a sign of sickness. Just maybe… though even that felt like a lie.We stepped into the hall, already packed with rich people. The air shifted as it smelled with their expensive perfumes, women with their gowns and the men with their gowns and jewelries."Am I seeing vision or is that the Lycan King?" someone whispered with a stunned laugh.Gasps rippled through the crowd like a wave."Shh! Do you want to get your head chopped off?" someone else hissed."He looks so chiselled," another said in awe.The tension rose. A few bold men stepped forward, trying to greet Abraham, but the guards weren’t having it. They shoved them back with firm hands and cold eyes.“Stay back,” one of the guards growled, expression hard as stone. As Abraham came to a stop and scanned the room,

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