Semua Bab Loved By The Lycan King : Bab 171 - Bab 180

Jackson’s POVI was losing it.The walls of our home—once warm, filled with laughter and love—now felt like a cage. Every second that passed without Karen was a second too long. My mate was gone. Vanished. Stolen from right under my nose, and I hadn’t been there to stop it.I stormed through the halls, my claws digging into my palms, the sting of blood grounding me. My wolf raged inside me, howling, thrashing, demanding action. I could barely hold him back.I stormed through the hall again, fists clenched so tightly my claws threatened to rip through my palms. I couldn’t sit still. I couldn’t breathe properly, not without her. My wolf paced inside me, howling with fury and confusion, and I was barely holding him back.Karen had been right beside me hours ago—glowing, smiling, beautiful in her dress—and now she was just… gone.“Anything?” I barked at Liam as he came through the front door.He shook his head, his jaw tight. “No. We questioned every guard on rotation. None of them saw an

Jackson’s POVI couldn’t speak at first. My throat locked up. I might’ve been Alpha now, but in that moment, I was just a son—a son standing in the shadow of the man who always showed up when it mattered.I stepped forward and hugged him. Hard. "Thank you," I whispered into his shoulder. "For everything."He gripped my shoulder when we pulled apart. "Let’s go get your girl."Then another voice, softer but strong in its own way, called from behind."I hope you’re not all leaving without saying goodbye to me."Mom stood in the doorway of the pack house, hands clasped in front of her. There were tears in her eyes, but her chin didn’t tremble. Not even once."Bring my daughter-in-law home," she said. "And all of you—come back to me. Safe."One by one, we went to her. She kissed our foreheads like she was sealing a blessing over each of us. Even Alex and Logan. She brushed away her tears before they could fall.And as I looked at the people standing around me—our fiercest warriors, our clo

ALEX’S POVThe snapping of dry wood filled the air as warriors gathered more logs for the fire, the sharp cracks echoing through the silent night. Each sound was steady, rhythmic—unnervingly normal. But my thoughts were anything but.I sat on the hood of my car, the cold metal biting into my thighs, my fingers curled into fists so tight my knuckles ached. The darkness stretched ahead of us, swallowing the road like a gaping maw, endless and suffocating. The deeper the night grew, the heavier the weight in my chest became, pressing down until I could barely breathe.I was going back.Back to the place I once called home. Back to the two monsters who shared my blood but had never once treated me like a son. Like a brother. Alpha Grayson and Noah. My father. My brother. By blood? Maybe. By choice? Never.Blood doesn’t make you family. Family doesn’t carve wounds into one son just to lift another. Family doesn’t sneer at you for being different, for daring to question their cruelty. Famil

ALEX’S POVI took a good look at Noah standing there now that we were face to face. His hair was longer than I remembered, tied messily at the back. Same arrogant stance, same twisted smirk on his face. Like he was proud of what he’d done, like he was ready to finish what he started months ago.“You came back,” he sneered, shrugging off his jacket. “Didn’t think you had it in you, brother.”I took a slow step forward, my claws already out, my wolf scratching just beneath the surface. I didn’t come back. I came to end this.He laughed. “End what, exactly? Your miserable existence once and for all?”I didn’t reply. Talking to him was like talking to poison.“You should’ve stayed gone,” he said, circling me now like a predator. “Father was going to let you rot, but you just had to crawl your way back into our lives. Thought you could be some hero?”“No,” I said, stepping into his path. “I don’t need to be a hero. I just need to stop a monster.”Claws clashed with a screech of metal again

ALEX’S POVThe moment Jackson shoved me out of the way, everything slowed. I watched in stunned disbelief as Grayson’s claws missed me by a breath—only to tear into Jackson instead.And Jackson—gods—didn’t even flinch. He moved with ruthless precision, twisting away and slicing Grayson’s throat open with one clean, savage motion.Grayson’s eyes widened in shock, choking on his own blood as he dropped to his knees… then collapsed. Dead. Just like that.I didn’t move for a second. I couldn’t. Because for the first time in my life—he was gone. The man who ruled my world through violence and manipulation. The tyrant who tried to mold me into his image. The father who never saw me as enough unless I bled for him.Grayson. Dead. And Noah… my brother, gone too.I should’ve felt grief. But what I felt… was relief. Pure, gut-wrenching relief. Like a chain had been ripped from my chest.The door burst open with a crash, splinters flying.I turned just as Logan, my Beta, came storming in—and beh