All Chapters of Sold to the Lycan King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Morwenna's stance.The carriage rode down the bumpy road slowly. I watched my Pack disappear out of sight from the cage I was put in. Hot tears welled in my eyes and I lowered my gaze.From almost being the Luna of the Pack, I had become an outcast. Nothing but a toy for the Lycan King to play with when he's horny.I leaned my head against the iron bars of the cage and shut my eyes while I listened to some conversations of the riders.“The Lycan King always goes for the best,” One of them teased and though I couldn't see his face, his voice was filled with lust.“You better be careful of what you say. The Lycan King is in the carriage behind us and I bet he can hear us.” The other responded in a whisper.He can hear us? But can he hear my cries? My cry for help, to be free?“Maybe he can, he just chose to ignore us.” My wolf, Amber, responded with a painful growl.“Why? Why has everyone chosen to abandon us, even my own family?” I opened my eyes and a tear rolled down my cheeks as I m

Morwenna's stance.I knew the past had a cruel way of haunting me. But I never expected it to come back in the form of a name I swore I'd never hear again.“Your former mate is here.”I didn't move, I barely breathed.I had spent the last few days trying to forget Aedric, trying to rip his name from my soul like a weed that refused to die. But now, here it was, blooming in the dark corners of my mind, choking me all over again.My heart pounded, a deep ache.I swallowed past the lump in the throat, forcing myself to meet the messenger's gaze. “What?” My voice came out strangled, too fragile.The first man who had ever held my heart, the same man who had torn it apart without hesitation.“Leave,” Leofric said, dismissing her with a flick of his fingers.He scurried away without another word. Silence settled between us.I should have left. I should have walked away, pretending none of this affected me.But my legs wouldn't move. My heart pounded against my ribs, the old wound that Aedri

Morwenna’s POV The doors shut behind me with a heavy boom that made my heart tremble. His chambers was unlike anything I'd seen before... covered in red blood and had ancient carvings The fire in the fireplace was warm, casting shadows across the room. It smelled like pinewood smoke, steel and something more- Him. Leofric stood near the fireplace, turned half away from me, like I was the least of his concerns . But I felt his awareness in every inch of his body, every breath he took.I waited, unsure whether to speak, move, or even breathe too loudly.Then his voice almost like a whisper, broke the heavy silence.“Come closer.” He saidMy bare feet touched the cool floor, each step more terrifying than the last.I stopped several paces away, keeping space between us. I needed that space to breathe.“Take off the cloak,” he said, without turning.I paused , then unfastened the rough cloak they’d thrown over my shoulders in the breeding chambers.It slipped from my body a

Morwenna's POV.Lira’s words haunted me long after she left because I knew she was right."You’re the only one he hasn’t touched. That’s dangerous."They echoed in my mind as I lay in my cot, pretending to sleep.Around me, the other breeders whispered in the dark, quiet murmurs of fear and even pain .But no one spoke to me.Not anymore.I had become something different in their eyes.Not favored.Not free.Marked.The days passed, and those days came with stares.In the hall, in the corridors—we were always watched.Always guarded.But now, I felt eyes that held more than suspicion.They burned with questions I couldn't answer.Why hadn’t he called me again?Why hadn’t he taken me?And worse—why had he stopped taking them after?**********It was during the third day of silence when the noble found me.I was alone in the gallery passage, I was given the task of sweeping dust from paintings older than most kingdoms.The halls were wide and echoing , the guards unusually absent.I di

Morwenna's POVThe question hung between us, as sharp as a blade.What do I want?Do I want power… or just revenge?Leofric’s eyes didn’t waver.They searched mine like he already knew the answer, like he was daring me to say it aloud.But I said nothing.I still Couldn’t.Because the truth was, I didn’t know anymore.I turned away first, but I could still feel the his eyes on my back as I whispered,"I don’t want to be used by anyone. Not them. Not you.”His footsteps were quiet as he returned to the fireplace. He didn’t speak again.And I wasn’t dismissed.I simply left, without permission, without punishment.He just let me go.That, somehow, was more terrifying than if he’d ordered me to stay.**********The next day, the castle was quiet.Unnaturally so.Servants moved faster, guards stood taller.Whispers no longer followed me openly; instead, they died the moment I entered a room.That afternoon, Lira arrived at the breeding chamber with three handmaids behind her.They carr