All Chapters of Betrayed Werewolf Princess: The Demon Prince's Pet: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

A week later, 1500 citizens from the three other kingdoms arrived in Noctis Vhaelor. I stood by the window, watching them flood the streets as they were ushered in, their heads down, movements slow. I didn’t know why I was looking so closely. It wasn’t like I was going to recognize anyone. I’d grown up surrounded by Alphas, warriors, and councilmen. The ones sent here? Likely omegas, nameless and discarded by their own people. Still, I couldn’t stop watching. Maybe some foolish part of me hoped to see a familiar face. A glimpse of home—whatever that meant now. Behind me, Calix was still asleep. Sharing a room with him was a nightmare dressed as luxury. The bed was massive, the sheets like velvet, and the view divine—but I was trapped. Caged in a golden chamber I couldn’t leave. He slept during the day, like now, sprawled out with his hair a mess, face calm, runes glowing faintly along his arms and collarbone. And then at night, he disappeared. Duties, he said. Royal business. No

When his lips fell on mine, the world swept away. Calix kissed like he fought—ruthless, claiming every sound, every breath. His tongue slid against mine, deep and slow, making my body tremble. One of his hands fisted in my hair, tugging just enough to make me gasp against his lips. The other hand gripped my waist, pinning me beneath the full heat and weight of him. I arched against him, desperate for more, for all the things he’d denied me the past week. His teeth grazed my bottom lip before he bit down gently, pulling a whimper from my throat. He swallowed the sound with a growl, his hips grinding against mine. “You are so stubborn,” he rasped against my mouth. “You make me want to break every bone in your body, and at the same time, you make me want to protect you.” “By protecting, do you mean caging?” I whispered back, dragging my nails down his back, feeling his muscles ripple under my touch. He pulled back slightly, just enough to look at me. His eyes weren’t just hungry—the

Back in Velmira, reaching into Mae's mind had been as easy as breathing. I could mindlink with her without thinking. A simple nudge, a focused thought, and the connection would slip open like a door left on a latch.But here—In this large hall with so many supernatural bodies, it was like shouting into a hurricane.I narrowed my focus. Tried again. Reaching, searching.Mae.Mae.Mae.Nothing.The threads tangled and twisted against each other, too many open minds coming to me at once.Frustration burned through my chest. I wanted to shake her. I wanted her to know I was coming for her, that there would be no rest for her here.I pushed harder.And that was when I realized something was wrong.I wasn’t just brushing against minds anymore.I was in them.Reading them. People's thoughts. I'd been so focused on Mae that I hadn't realized the significance of the words I could hear.‘Weak humans. They won’t last one breeding session.’‘Heard the mages are good in bed, with their spells and

The next few seconds happened in a blur.Calix shoved me behind him so fast I nearly stumbled, his body coiling in front of mine like a shield. And then his sword was out. The sound of metal unsheathing sent silence through the room.All around us, guards flinched. Steel scraped in response.One by one, the king’s soldiers drew their blades, stepping forward. Boots marching against the stone floor echoed around the room, louder than they should have. The elites and royals who hadn’t left yet started backing away, their fine robes rustling like leaves caught in a gust.They were frightened. They should be.Calix’s blade was steady in his hand, his body taut with fury. But I knew that if he made a single wrong move, they’d all come for him. Even his own guards would come too. Yes, they were as alert as they should be to protect their commander.But still, in the end, the king was the grand commander of the Khra'gixxian army.This wasn’t just a prince versus a kingdom.This was a prince

***~~CALIX MALZARETH~~*** My hands were wrapped around Lorcan's throat, and his body was swinging halfway out the window of his chambers.“Let him go, Calix,” Mira begged behind me, her voice shaking. “It wasn’t his fault.”Lorcan grunted, blood trailing from his nose down to his lips. One of his eyes was already swelling shut. I had punched him three times before I even spoke. Maybe more. I wasn’t counting. I didn’t care.“Tell me where she is,” I growled, tightening my grip, “or I swear to the ancestors and the gods, even the goddess of Velmira, that I will throw you off this window, and your head will get to the ground before your body.”“I don’t know,” Lorcan croaked, his fingernails digging into my wrist.I shifted my hold and shoved him forward another inch. His feet scrabbled on the windowsill. Mira screamed.“You’re lying,” I hissed. “You rigged the lottery in Father’s favor.”“Because he’s the king! And he asked me to!”“We had a deal.”“I know you’re scary,” he gasped, hi