Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Lycan King's Forbidden Craving : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Kael waited, glancing at the gate his opponent was supposed to come out of, but as time stretched, no one did.Then the king raised a hand, commanding silence. Murmurs immediately abated.“Alpha Kael Fangton,” the host called. “The king would like to know more about you.”Kael hesitated, his eyes squinting. Toran was right, the king indeed has interest in him.His voice rang with confidence. “I am Kael Fangton, son of warrior Darius of the Ravenwood Pack. I was trained in combat from a young age and have proven my strength in battle. It is an honor to stand in the Royal Arena before you, Your Majesty.”“Warrior?” The king's smirk didn't waver. “How did you become an Alpha when your father was only a warrior?”Kael's heart somersaulted, but he didn't panic. There was no need for that since he left no trace.“I was mated to the heir of the Ravenwood Pack, Your Grace. Tragically, she was killed by a rival on the night of our wedding,” Kael spoke, his voice unwavering. “It hurts my heart

Valkyrie’s dethronement had caused quite a stir in the kingdom, spreading like wildfire. They opposed, now wondering if he would ever crown a Luna and bear an heir.Some even speculated that the Lycans planned to keep werewolves beneath their feet… to the extent that whispers of wanting a new king had begun.Rumors spread, accusing the King of incompetence.Of course, those in favor of Valkyrie as Luna were the ones fanning the flames.The king had expected this, but that didn’t mean he would choose a deceiver as his Luna."At this point, Alpha Toran," Pericles spoke as they settled into the room after the Royal Combat Trial, "I'm beginning to think the King might consider taking Arianna as his betrothed. If that happens, we're screwed—she's a woman of fire, not one we can manipulate."Toran, who was undressing, shot Pericles a look. "We just have to find her weakness."Pericles raised a brow. "You mean like her little sister?"Toran scoffed. "That kind of thinking is why many fail, P

Duncan couldn't eat properly—it was as though the food before him had lost its taste.She was upset. He could feel it, but the reason was unclear.Your Grace.Your Grace.Those damn words had never upset him as much as they did now, especially hearing them from her lips.The blue dress looked stunning on her, her skin smooth as porcelain—begging for his mark. She was breathtaking, every rise and fall of her body was tempting. For a fleeting moment, she met his gaze, then quickly looked away, focusing on the food she was barely touching.She had been fine yesterday when they parted after the Combat Trial. So why the change?“How was your night?” he asked breaking the unbearable silence between them. Her movement paused briefly.“It was very pleasant. How was yours?” her tone still flat.Duncan snorted. “Your heart skipped a beat.” Her movements stopped completely, but she still wouldn’t look at him.“Are we going to keep this up, or are you going to tell me what’s wrong?”Without glan

“Mine?” A tear fell from Arianna's eyes, and before it could roll, Duncan wiped it away with his thumb. His touch, so gentle.“Yours, Ari. I'm yours,” he repeated in his deep baritone voice.“You’re not saying this because of my condition, are you?” Her silver eyes darted across his face, as if searching, if he really meant.“No.” Duncan’s lips tugged to the side, his finger still caressing her face so gently. “I'm here, Ari. Because I'm yours.”She stayed silent, locking her gaze with his. The skeptism still lingering in her eyes.“I know what you're thinking, Ari,” he whispered, as if hearing the question in her heart. “Give me some time to clear the brewing storm.”His finger brushed a wet strand of her hair away from her forehead. “You understand, don’t you?”Arianna slowly nodded and took a deep breath, not averting her gaze from him.“You’re real, right?” she whispered, her eyes drowsy, looking like she was fighting sleep. “You’re here? Real?”Duncan leaned in to capture her lip

Arianna’s breath hitched, shock clear in her silver eyes as they stared down at the male whose arms were wrapped possessively around her waist.His words echoed in her mind, making her heart hammer hard in her chest.Treasure. He called her treasure.A light giggle escaped her lips before she could stop it, her fingers threading through the king's long, dark hair.“Alright, my king,” she whispered.Duncan glanced at the male kneeling with ragged breaths. “You are not to look away, Kael. Do you understand?”Kael was on the brink of tears. He couldn't feel any of his limbs. Each breath was like a stab to his lungs. Everything hurt. So much.He had thought escaping the Silver Inferno would be a break from the torture—something he had craved for the past two to three days.But at this moment, he felt worse, watching the woman he had once betrayed sitting on the king's lap. Straddling him as if she had no care in the world.A whip cracked against his back, sending searing pain through his