Lahat ng Kabanata ng Lycan King's Temptation, Hunter's Obsession : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 9

~ RORY ~I dash after Layla who'd also turned into her wolf form in a hurry, my mouth slightly parted as I breathe in through it. Layla was right behind father and I know I can't catch up, not without my wolf. The only reason I can still run this fast is because of the intense training we were made to go through in preparation for our wolf.As soon as we stepped under the canopy of trees, the temperature dropped but we didn't stop. Father spares a glance at his back before letting out a loud growl. Layla stops until I catch up to her and she motions at me to climb her angrily. I did, grateful to father.Then, we were running again. There were loud thuds of paws hitting earth but it wasn't coming from us. Instead, it was coming from the loud growls behind us.The aggrieved pack members.Me being on Layla's back finally gave me some time to think and I couldn't deny the fact that I can guess what's happening.Father had turned a human and… it was against the Pack's rule. He also killed

~ RORY ~•Two week later•That was how I low-keyly became Kaelin’s handbag.Kaelin and I never stayed in a particular place for too long. The highest number of days we've stayed in a particular place was a week and it's all thanks to his beat down army green Jeep. I spare him a glance as he steers the Jeep’s steering through the forest, my eyes on the brown pages of a random book I'd picked in the boot which I'd placed on my lap. The wheel meets a bump, jerking me forwards but I didn't shift my gaze away from his side profile.Can't we just stay in the forest and start a family or something? Tired would be an understatement.Kaelin is not just my saviour. He's my lighthouse, the only man I'd come to love in the vast expanse of the death zone which became my… our unlikely sanctuary.The jeep comes to an stop and Kaelin pushes the door open.“Get down and go take a bath.” He orders.I watch him round the car to the booth before placing my bare feet on the floor.“Are you leaving agai

RORYI sit there, trembling.The wolfsbane stings my palm long after I drop it.I don't want to believe it. I can't.But as I slowly place everything back in Kaelin’s toolbox—those silver chains, strange vials, that dagger that could slice through my skin like paper—it all starts to click into place. Every quiet moment. Every time he disappeared. Every time he came back smelling like ash and iron and herbs I couldn’t recognize.Kaelin… is a hunter.A werewolf hunter.My breath catches. My entire body goes cold. I’ve been sleeping beside danger this whole time. Eating the food he cooked. Letting him touch me. Let him inside me.I stagger back from the toolbox like it’s about to bite me.I want to scream, but I don’t. I can’t. Because if he knows I’ve found out—what happens then?I clutch my chest, swallowing down the bile rising in my throat. My wolf stirs faintly—or maybe it's just my imagination—almost as if she senses the danger. But she doesn't rise. She never has.And for the firs

RORY It’s so dark. So cold.I don’t even know how long I’ve been here. Hours? Days?Time slips through my fingers like water I can’t feel.I want to cry. Goddess, I want to cry so badly.But I can’t.The tears just won’t come. My chest aches with the weight of them, stuck somewhere behind my ribs, pressing up and up like they’re trying to choke me. But nothing spills out. Not even a single drop.I hug my knees to my chest, ignoring the sting from where the chains bite into my wrists. The stone beneath me is hard, but it’s the only thing I can lean on. Everything else inside me has gone hollow.I used to cry so easily. When I was younger. When I still believed someone might come save me when I bruised my knee. Now? I think my body forgot how.Crying feels like a luxury. Like something soft people do when there’s someone there to hold them after.I don’t have anyone.Not anymore.Not Kaelin. Not Layla. Not father. Not mother. Not the pack. Not even the moon.Just me. Just this darkness