Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Chosen Mate Of The Lycan King: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

The healer’s sentence was stuck in Keira’s mind as she followed her through the darkish hallway, dragging her worn-out legs and forcing herself to keep up with the woman’s pace.“Callum’s awake.” The sentence should have been a lifeline, a sentence of hope after the nightmare at Rogue Island, but whenever she remembered everything, Asher’s death, her parents’ accusations, the weird power of the rare wolf still boiling under her skin, made each step feel heavier than the last. The whole hallway smelt of healing herbs and candle wax. She looked around, wondering why there were so many lanterns instead of normal lights. Too tired to ask the woman, she just followed her silently instead. The healer, a woman with long gray hair and kind but tired eyes, stopped outside a large wooden door. “He’s weak,” she said, her voice gentle and serious. “The silver dagger and the witch’s tranquilizer did more damage than we expected.” She said.“He’s stable, but… don’t push him.” She said.“He nee

Rogue Island hadn’t been the same after the attack.Golden torches filled the walls, over the large emerald bathing pool where Isabel lay down, her hair floating all over the water like ink. The water was on high heat the way she liked it, it soothed her muscles, but it did nothing to reduce the anger burning in her chest. The witch’s words still repeated themselves in her mind, each word felt like a splinter under her skin.“Her wolf is too strong now… if you fight her, you’ll be torn apart.”Isabel looked to the ceiling in anger. The audacity of it, the implication that Keira, that weak, ugly Keira, could get the best of her, the queen of Rogue Island, it was an insult she couldn’t swallow.Isabel frowned, her fingers grabbing the edge of the bathing pool, her long, sharp nails scraping against the sides of the pool. The maid attending to her was a young girl with shaky hands who didn’t dare look up at her.She knelt by the pool, scrubbing soap into a cloth. Isabel could see th

It was a warm summer day, and as usual the market square was alive, bubbling, food sellers cooking, making roasted meat and fresh bread, when Konan targeted a man in a fine suit, he had long silver hair that shined under the sun. The man walked with such confidence and aura, his presence commanding, and Konan saw an opportunity. He knew the man must be filthy rich and anything he stole off him would feed him for a week, if he was lucky it could feed him for a month or even more.He waited for when the man wasn’t looking and quickly rushed past the man, his small hand silently slipping into the man’s pocket, his fingers felt around and felt a leather pouch, he smiled, preparing to silently pull out the pouch when a rough hand grabbed his wrist, roughly pulling him back. The man’s guards were on him in an instant, their faces looked cold and brutal, they all drew out sharp silver swords at once.He had felt his throat dry up in fear. “Thief!” one snarled, raising his sword to strike

The light in the interrogation room was changed to a dull red, and the soundproof glass was raised, turning the room into a smaller cage. The soundproof glass had been installed to keep quiet the screams coming from the interrogation room. A few guards slowly walked into the interrogation room. Two of them walked in with a wooden table, while the other began offloading the contents of the boxes they had brought onto the table. Silver , silver metal rods, a stove, a packet of liquid silver, silver chains, silver hammers and nails, silver whips, and different boxes were filled with syringes and medicine she didn’t recognize. Maggie watched in horror as a guard dressed as a doctor began opening the boxes of medicine, mixing them and loading up the syringes. He had a mischievous smile on his face as he worked, humming silently to himself. The officer watched impatiently as the guards set up her tools, her eyes and Maggie’s eyes jammed for a few seconds and she gave her a cold smile.

Maggie sat silently, still tied to the metal chair, her wrists and ankles were already numb.She looked broken.Her eyes were red from crying too much.Her hair stood at multiple angles.Her cheeks were still wet from the tears in her eyes.She had calmed down a little, but her body was still shaky. Her eyes were filled with fear as she looked at Edgar, who stood before her. He looked unrecognizable in his new Moonclaw elder prestigious gown.His gray hair had increased, but it was neatly combed. He looked down at her with concern, which she could tell was fake.She knew he didn’t care one bit for her and was only here for Maya.Edgar looked across the room and winced a little as he saw the scar, he looked half alive and half dead as he weakly watched Maggie from where he sat, his body slumped lifelessly to the side.Edgar quickly looked away and moved closer to the glass, he sighed and cleared his throat.“Hey.” He said in a gentle voice that was filled with concern. “Maggie,” he sa