Semua Bab Fated To The Ruthless Lycan King: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Alicia’s POVThe fire crackled through the chimney, I stared at it like I could see my future right in front of me.As the maid’s fingers pressed into the arch of my foot, slow and steady. The oil shimmered across my skin, the scent lingered in the room.I haven’t been at peace since morning, the fact that I still haven’t fucked Elysia pisses me off. That she was still alive made my blood boil. But I know I would fix all that up eventually.A loud, sharp knock at the door brought me out of my thoughts. “Enter.” I shouted, anger evident in my voice. The door creaked open and Mika stepped in, she was looking tired and messed up.The maid kept rubbing my legs, Mika stood still, staring at me as if she has seen a ghost.“Well?” I said coolly, swirling the half wine in my glass. Patiently waiting for a response.Mika came closer and stood by the fireplace, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. “I’m out,” she said. I raised a brow, confused. “What do you mean out?” Trying not to sho

Adrain’s POVI was already halfway to the gates when the guard patrol linked me through a mind link: “Alpha, you asked to be informed the moment any vehicle or the first delivery approached the border.I tightened my grip around my phone and placed it close to my chest. “Good stop them. No vehicles must pass until I give orders to let them go. There had been too many issues going on. Rogue attack, Elysia’s call about Jason. So today, I needed to be really sure no unknown person is trying to slip in the pack.The gate came into view, towering and reinforced, flanked by two scouts and a junior officer. A line of three armored cars waiting outside, their engines rumbling softly. The first was from a supply vendor that usually passes almost every single day. Still, no vehicle would move until I was damn satisfied.I motioned for the first vehicle to pull forward and I approached the driver’s side, bending a bit to look at the driver. “Step out.”The man: lanky, looked like he was in his

Alicia’s POVThe oak tree was my sanctuary. The thick branches shaded me from the sun like a canopy, casting dappled patterns of light across the grass and my lap. My bare feet lay tucked on the velvet blanket I had laid out, while a young maid knelt dutifully beside me, massaging peppermint oil into my feet.Asides from dealing with my enemies I enjoy reading books, especially politics though.I didn’t acknowledge the maid, My mind was too deep in Niccolò Machiavelli’s The Prince.“In the actions of all men… when there is no court of appeal, one judges by the result,” I whispered aloud, letting the words hang heavy in the air.Machiavelli got it. Results were all that mattered. Not kindness. Just victory.There was this thrill in studying his words, a kind of illicit intimacy with power that resonated deep in my bones and blood. It was as if he had written this book for people like me.“‘It is better to be feared than loved,’” I quoted next, glancing at the young maid. She didn’t

Elysia’s POV“I won’t sit in this house and wait for them to return.” I said as I stood up, standing at the edge of the bed. My clothes and other necessary items were neatly arranged inside my bag.Aunt Liora stood quietly behind me, her eyes red and swollen. Her arms were folded across her breast, seems like she was holding her grief. “This is my home,” she whispered, he eyes teary. “My husband built this house for me with his hands. Elysia I can’t leave just like that.”“But Lila is not here anymore,” I interrupted trying to be polite, turning to face her. “And we don’t know what else is coming. Aunt Liora, please. Please we got to go.”She looked at me, our gaze meeting. “You are right Elysia but…” she paused and shook her head in confusion. “I heard her scream early this morning and I failed Elysia. I failed to protect her. It is all my fault.”There was silence for a while. Then Aunt Liora closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she looked around the house one last time an

Adrain’s POVI knew how urgent Elysia wanted me to find Lila, couldn’t figure out where she could be when Jason has refused to give the answer we needed.Kyle and I decided step out of the pack to the forest maybe we could luckily find her there.I could only hear the birds chrip and the trees still like they were holding themselves from breathing.I crouched near a cluster of rocks, scanning around between the pines. Kyle knelt beside me, his breath steady. “I don’t see anyone yet.” he muttered. “But I think some people passed here. These prints are recent—probably three or four hours old.” Pointing to the ground.I nodded, rising to my feet. “Could be Lila. Or one of them.let’s see.We walked even deep into the woods, it felt like there was no end.Kyle brushed his dusty hands clean on his pants. “We have checked the old hunter’s trail, the creek and all the hidden places we know of. If they are keeping her nearby, they will need access to water and some kind of shelter.”“How abou