Todos os capítulos de Marked by betrayal, bound to the Lycan Lord.: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 126

Xena’s POVI couldn’t really pick a style because none of them were mine. The dresses, skirts, and jackets the attendants brought me looked expensive—too expensive—but they didn’t feel like me. It was like dressing up in someone else’s life. But since I wasn’t the one paying, I decided not to overthink it. If he wanted me to try all this, then fine. I’d just take everything and let him deal with the bill.When I finally walked out of the changing room, the attendants were waiting. One of them carried a small box and opened it with a bright smile. Inside was a bracelet—thin, gold, with tiny diamonds that caught the light in a way that made it almost blinding.“This is on the house, ma’am,” the woman said politely.I hesitated for a second. People didn’t just hand out things like this where I came from. “Thank you,” I said quietly, still unsure.They began wrapping up the clothes I’d picked, layering each item in crisp white paper, tucking them into glossy bags. I stood there, watching

Xena’s POVKael’s eyes flicked over me once, his eyes sharp and unreadable. Then, without missing a beat, he said, “We’re late for dinner.”That was it. No “sorry,” no explanation, not even a hint of what had him looking like he’d just fought with a ghost in the hallway.I glanced past him, back toward the bathroom mirrors, and my stomach knotted. The same woman from before was standing in front of the sink, reapplying her lipstick with lazy precision.Something hot and irrational rose in me. I didn’t even know her name and I didn't want to know, what I wanted right now was to march over and rip every strand of hair off her head. My mind supplied its own story: her with Kael, pressed against the cold bathroom wall, while I was busy adjusting my lipstick like an idiot.If Kael wanted to play house with me, fine. But if he wanted me to believe any of this was real, he could at least keep his pants zipped long enough to make it to dinner.I turned back to him, my voice cold. “Fine. Let’

Xena’s POV. The first thing I saw was my ceiling, which brought me a little relief knowing that I was no longer in that cursed restaurant. Although I was awake, I remained glued to the bed. The throbbing on my head seemed to increase with each heartbeat, I winced and shifted slightly. The sheets rustled, and the sound was enough to stir Kael who was sitting in the chair besides me. He was slouched like a man who had fought a war in his sleep. His head had been tilted against the armrest, but the second I moved, his eyes opened immediately, like he was a soldier on a battlefield who mistakenly took a nap. “You’re awake,” he said, voice rough and low, but filled with a kind of relief that surprised me. “Yes,” I whispered. My throat was dry, but I managed the word. I tried to sit up, but he leaned forward quickly. “Don’t push yourself.” His hand went to my shoulder, gentle but firm, guiding me back. “I don't have the strength to listen to the doctor.” I chuckled faintly. And w