Semua Bab The Lycan King's Forbidden Craving : Bab 51 - Bab 60

THUD!THUD!THUD!Lylah groaned, slamming the chair against the door handle for the umpteenth time, sweat glistening on her skin, her breath ragged.She had tried several ways—hitting it with the chair, kicking, and slamming her fists against it—but the door, crafted from solid wood, wouldn’t budge, leaving only scratches that did nothing to help her situation.Each second that passed frustrated her more.She didn't stop. She wouldn’t. Not until she got out of here. Even if it took all night, she was ready to keep at it until someone opened the fûcking door.Finally, a creak sounded. Lylah’s eyes snapped wide as the door slowly swung open.Her gaze met Brigid’s.“You?” Brigid raised a brow.“Hi again…” Lylah panted. Drawing in several breaths she spoke again. “You're the girl who walked out after I mentioned my name back at the healer's quarters.”Brigid gave her a snobby look. “Why are you locked up here?”Lylah drew in another sharp breath. “Nothing for you to worry about. Thanks fo

Nights had always been his favorite. Especially the full moon.A night for sex—or a hunt.He preferred sex.A night when the females in his pack would throw themselves at him, their eyes filled with lust, craving his attention.A night when he could relax in a warm bath, enjoying their eager touches. Or, on some nights, he would hunt like a predator in the woods, satisfying his thirst for bloodshed.But tonight felt different.Never had he felt such fury and uncertainty. As each second passed, the thought of losing everything he and his father had worked for gnawed at him.Hours had passed. Soon, the sun would rise, casting its light upon the land.“Brother?”Valkyrie stepped into the room, her palms sweaty, her heart pounding. She found her brother lost in his thought by the window. She knew exactly what was troubling him.She had heard the hushed commotion.The King’s rut.“Oh, poor Atlas,” Toran muttered, lifting his glass of ale to his lips and taking a slow sip. His gaze was hard

A few minutes later, Nadia stepped into the room, her gaze lowered, heart pounding as she fidgeted with her thin dress. Her breath heavy and fast Toran approached her slowly, deliberately. Nadia forced herself not to move until he reached her. “Look at me.” He reached for her chin, forcing it up so she met his gaze. His eyes held no emotion as they locked onto hers, fear swirling in her own.“You're not endowed enough. I like endowed women,” Toran said, trailing his fingers from her lips down to her chest. “I like them with large breasts as well,” he muttered, touching her small chest and suddenly squeezing hard. She winced aloud.“Oops. Does that hurt?” he asked tauntinly, squeezing it harder. Pain shot through her system.She winced, holding her breath.He reached for her backside, squeezing them. “Hmm, not bad… but not enough,” he whispered, then slid his hand under her thin dress, reaching for her most intimate part and shoving a finger in instantly.Nadia screamed, but she clam

YARDAt the center of the yard, swords clashed against each other, sparks flying with every strike.The fight was intense—deadly and bone-chilling—but in the eyes of the two men involved, it felt like child’s play.Duncan swung his sword with precision, his movements effortless, as if the blade weighed no more than a feather.Lucas had a smile on his face. It had been a long time since he’d sparred with this man.The fact that Duncan was fighting him today meant he was in a good mood. A really good mood.“So, is she the one?” Lucas asked between heavy breaths as they took a break. “Your mate?”After taking a sip of water, Duncan cleared his throat. “Yes… and no.”Lucas’s smile dropped. “Are you serious right now? Don’t start with your mind games.”Duncan’s lips tugged slightly. “Last night, we had a connection. Like a string tying us together. She felt like the one, but I still need to be sure. I need to get closer. My Lycan hasn’t declared her as his mate yet.”“What? Are you kidding

"Aria!" Lylah ran to hug Arianna tightly the moment Nyra brought her to her new room—a room connected directly to the King's chamber but with its own space and privacy.The room was larger, comfortably filled with silken sheets, a grand fireplace, and clothing not meant for a servant."Aww... I've missed you," Arianna said, breaking the hug with her sister, her soft laughter mingling with Lylah's own."Me too." Lylah's eyes teared up, and Arianna cupped her face."What is it?""You scared me," Lylah admitted in a cracking voice, and Arianna hugged her again."I'm sorry I couldn't tell you. I just... I didn’t want to burden you.""I thought you said you wouldn’t keep anything away from me?" Lylah muffled against her chest."I won’t."It was dark outside as Lylah sat beside Arianna, listening to her stories. It broke her heart, but somehow, she was glad that things seemed to be looking a little better."I haven't seen Mistress Valkyrie, but Brigid mentioned she hasn't left her chamber a