All Chapters of The Chosen Mate Of The Lycan King: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Callum stood in the palace courtyard, ready to move. His eyes on a line of black vans and buses, all ready to depart. Patrol officers ran around unloading gear, while dividing themselves into units. The blood test results was still in his mind, he couldn’t believe he had really let Asher, a rogue escape under his watch, not only had he escaped but he had also succeeded in taking Keira to Rogue Island. His heart was beating faster, and filled with anger as he debated on how to go about his plan. “Sir, everything is ready.” A patrol officer said to him. Callum nodded. “Move out,” he said, his voice rough. He began walking towards the lead van. “Your Highness, we’ll surround Rogue Island by dusk,” Ryk said, his voice serious, he carefully adjusted his weapon, his eyes shiny as he climbed in beside Callum. “Do it fast,” Callum said, his voice serious, his hands holding the van’s door open, his eyes on the road ahead. “Asher’s got her, Ryk.” He said. “ We don’t stop until

In the Rogue Queen’s ritual chamber, deep inside the Rogue Island palace, the room was covered with smoke from burning herbs and molten silver.The walls were filled with torchlight. Keira was strapped to a stone table, her hands tied, her eyes half-closed, the drug’s effect was fading but her body still felt limp, she half consciously rolled to the side, The rogue gown she wore was beginning to feel uncomfortable as it tingled her sweat-drenched skin. The Queen stood behind them, in the shadow, she had changed into a dull black robe with red threads for the ritual, her face was hidden beneath a hooded black veil, only her hands were visible, as she silently watched the ritual begin. An old witch, bent over the floor beside where Keira was lying, wearing long black see-through lace, while stirring a bubbling old pot, her hands shaking, her voice muttering incantations, the green flames began to burn brightly as her incantations grew louder.“Faster, Akira, we don’t have all day,” t

In a dark cell under the Rogue Island palace, Callum lay weakly against a cold stone wall, his hands chained, the silver dagger’s wound in his chest hurt like hell, blood pouring out from the wound through his torn shirt. His eyes slowly opened, his head felt heavy, and the shock of Isabel being alive still shook him.Not only was she alive, but she was the Rogue Queen.He couldn’t believe it.Just then, buckets of cold water splashed over him. He gasped as he sat, his eyes flying open.He gritted his teeth in pain as a whip cracked, stinging his back. “Wake up, you Moonclaw scum!” a rogue guard said, in a harsh voice, as he prepared to lash the whip again.Flashing a torchlight in Callum's eyes.Callum looked up at him, his hands shaking. His legs were trembling as he sat up, squinting in the dark room. “Where… am I?” he whispered, his voice breaking.The pain he felt was unbearable, he was feeling pain from everywhere.Just then, the cell door opened, and Isabel entered, wearing

The whole throne room was silent, the guards watching in shock as the witch levitated in the air, her body twitching wildly, her hair flying, while screaming, Keira screaming with her, as the witch’s old hands stood over Keira. Her bony fingers twitched as she weaved invisible threads of dark magic that made the whole room hold their breaths while watching.Keira’s wrists which were still tied jerked upward as if she were being pulled by an unseen string. She looked around in horror, her chest breathing with panic, as her hands moved against her will. The witch’s eyes were filled with that eerie reddish glow, her lips curling into a crooked smile as she began to mutter ancient words under her breath. The snake at her feet hissed, it seemed like it was sliding along to the rhythm of her chant.Keira’s eyes moved to the dagger now resting in her shaky hands. The blade was so sharp, she wondered what had been used in sharpening it.Her heart pounded so hard it felt like it might bur

Silence.The throne room was silent.Everyone is silent.The room was filled with the stench of blood and burned herbs. The shattered windows let in gusts of cold wind, rattling the almost dead candle lights and leaving horrific shadows across the stone walls. Keira’s massive white wolf stood at the center of the room, her fur shining like moonlight, her golden eyes filled with anger that seemed to be in her control.She slowly took a deep breath, blood dripping from her jaws, her claws stained red from Asher’s lifeless body at her feet. The rare wolf was awake, and its power was undeniable.Isabel, still in her human form, stood silently watching, her black robe glued to her sweaty skin. Her silver dagger lay on the floor, her eyes fixed on Asher’s dead body. His blood slowly forming a pool under him, seeping into the cracks of the stone, his lifeless eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. Isabel shook her head and began to laugh mockingly.“Pathetic,” she hissed, lips curling in