Semua Bab Lycan King's Hybrid Captive: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Celest's POVThe moment I opened my eyes, a sharp ache pulsed through every inch of my body, like I’d been trampled by a stampede in my sleep. My wrists throbbed from where the cold metal had pressed into them all night. For a split second, I panicked, reaching for the chains—but they were gone. So was he.I sat up slowly, my entire body sore. The room was eerily quiet, too quiet for comfort. The last thing I remembered was Magnus’s voice, low and dangerous, whispering that he would punish me. And then darkness.Now, the sunlight poured in through the sheer curtains, soft and warm, but it did nothing to ease the cold tension coiled in my stomach. The man who had become my captor, my tormentor, and disturbingly enough, my obsession, was gone. Not even a note. Not a word.Just his assistant.He stood by the door like a stone statue in a crisp black suit, hands clasped in front of him. Cold expression. Sharp cheekbones. Eyes like a security camera that never blinked."Where is he?" I ask

Celest’s POV I had no map. Only the name of a place spoken in hushed tones: "The Seer lives where the moon kisses the mountain, hidden in the clouds."I set out before dawn, wrapped in a thick coat that belonged to Magnus, not that he’d know or care. My body still ached from the last few days, emotionally bruised, physically drained. But I forced my legs to move, because he might not have time. The poison was spreading, and each hour lost was a threat to his life.The road quickly disappeared behind me, swallowed by dense trees and rising mist. The first danger was the terrain. Treacherous slopes gave way beneath my feet without warning, the forest floor slick from recent rains. I slipped more than once, catching myself on roots or branches, but I didn’t stop. I couldn't.At dusk, wolves howled. Not Lycans, no. These were wilder, leaner things with yellow eyes that watched me from the shadows. They stalked me from a distance, silent but present. I lit a torch and kept it burning all

Magnus's POV I had been enveloped by darkness for too long. It was suffocating and although I couldn't tell how much time had passed in reality, it felt like forever here. I was in a void, lost and detached from human space. Pain was a distant memory, as all I now felt was total numbness. Then, a sound pierced the silence, a melody, soft and haunting. It was a lullaby, familiar yet distant, like a whisper from a forgotten dream. The notes danced around me, pulling me toward consciousness. I strained to listen, the tune unraveling memories long buried. A little girl with bright eyes and a mischievous smile, singing this very lullaby as we sat beneath the stars. Her voice, pure and melodic, had always brought me comfort. My eyes fluttered open, the world slowly coming into focus. The dimly lit room was unfamiliar, yet the presence beside me was unmistakable. Celest sat by my bedside, her eyes red-rimmed, a mixture of relief and sorrow etched on her face. "How could it be... you? "

Magnus's POV Something in me already knew it. The severed silence in the mate bond. The cold emptiness where warmth used to hum under my skin.By the time my Beta arrived, the command center was a storm of voices, echoing phone calls, and shuffled papers.“We’ve scoured the premises,” Kale reported. “There’s no sign of her inside the compound.”“Expand the search radius to the entire district.”Kale hesitated. “There’s something else… Lily came by yesterday. She demanded to see you.”I stilled.My hands clenched into fists. “She what?”“She showed up at the hospital. Security didn’t want to let her through, but she claimed she had a personal message for you.”“And no one thought to tell me this?”“She was gone before anyone could escalate it. The hospital logs show she left shortly after visiting… and Celest was last seen around that same time.”My blood ran cold.“Get me the surveillance footage,” I snapped.Kale already had a file open on the tablet. He handed it to me without a wo

Celest’s POV Elion stirred.He lifted his head slowly, painfully, as though even that small movement demanded more strength than he had. But when his eyes met mine, those same storm-grey eyes I’d grown up staring into—I knew."Cel.