Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sold to the Lycan King: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Morwenna's stance."Let go of me!" I snarled, struggling against the man yanking me by my hair, his grip merciless.Treated like a commodity to be bought, I was dragged into the dark hall. The torches burned wildly as though they were mourning the pain I felt inside of me.I fell to the floor, the light revealing my face and other Omegas with the same fate, my wrist bound in golden chains that glittered under the touches burned against my frail skin. The dress they had forced me into; thin and frail like my soul, pure white, a symbol of everything I couldn't be and far too revealing, clung to my trembling body like a second skin.The shadow of the torches dances around, revealing nothing more than a glimpse of the nobles seated and ready to purchase us, Omegas, considered nothing but a commodity that can be purchased and disposed of.“How could this have happened to me? How did I end up here?” I thought to myself with my gaze fixed to the ground. “My life… It had been nothing but pain

Morwenna's stance.They dressed me like a queen but made sure I knew I was nothing more than a prisoner.The corset was too tight.I sucked in a shallow breath, feeling the fabric dig into my ribs as the palace maids adjusted the bodice of the dress they'd forced me into. The gown was a deep crimson, its silky fabric clung against my skin. It was an omega color, a reminder of my place, my purpose.A breeder.The thought made my stomach burn.“I'd rather wear rags than this.” My voice was cold, but the mains barely spared me a glance as they continued pinning my hair into beautiful twists. Their hands were steady, efficient, and uncaring. They served the King, not me.“The King desires his consort to be presentable,” one of them muttered.I clenched my jaws, my nails pressing against my palms. Consort, another glider term for prisoners.When they finally finished, I stood before the mirror, my reflection almost unrecognizable. I looked powerful, but I was being led to slaughter.The cr

Leofric turned his head, his hands still on Aedric's neck, his voice low and thunderous. "You dare bring him here?" "I.... I came of my own right.... I came to speak with Morwenna." Aedric managed to say. Leofric's laugh was sharp, as he finally removed his hands form Aedric's neck. "Your right? You trespassed on royal grounds, Alpha." He moved closer, closing the space between them. Before Aedric could react, but Leofric moved quickly, he grabbed Aedric's shoulder tightly, as he pinned him against the stone wall. I watched, as my heart pounded in my chest Aedric’s chest trembled, he didn’t fight back, he knew he didn't stand a chance. His only response was a promise, low and hollow: “I’ll be back. I'd be back for you MarowennaAnd just like that, Leofric released him.Aedric straightened, and left without another word, his promise echoed as he left.I stood there, my heart pounding in my chest unable to look at Leofric."You still want him," he growled, as he stepped clos

Morwenna's POVI closed the chamber door behind me, but the echo of his voice followed me as I took each step."You will beg for me. I want you to."I didn’t know how I made it back through the halls, only that my legs moved.The halls seemed colder now, darker,.When we reached the breeding chambers, the heavy door opened . I stepped inside, and immediately I felt the something different in the airNo one spoke.The same silence filled the room, broken only by the occasional soft breathing.I didn’t expect a welcome, but the stares that met me now were sharper, they were filled with suspicion, curiosity… and even fear.Sabine sat in her usual place on the cot by the wall, her long hair braided back.Her arms were folded across her chest, but her eyes were sharper than before. She looked at me like someone waiting for a story they’d rather not hear.The older Omega with silver hair, Elda , they called her, watched from the shadows, her cane resting against the wall, her eyes fille

Morwenna's POV.Whispers filled the halls freelyThe Omega cots sat like gravestones—row after row of bodies too tired to dream, too afraid to speak. But I didn’t sleep.I sat upright in bed, holding tightly the edge of my blanket, replaying every word Lira had said."They think you’re influencing him.""They want answers.""And soon, they would want blood."I’d barely eaten all day.My mouth still tasted of ash from the rumors that clung to me like a cloth.Elda hadn’t spoken.Sabine wouldn’t look at me.Even Lira’s silence screamed judgment.*************At dawn, I was summoned.No reason given.No time to prepare.The guards who arrived didn’t speak.Their hands were stiff on my arms, but they weren’t cruel. Just… tense. Like they feared what touching me might cost.We passed nobles in the corridors, in corners.They stared as I passed.I heard my name on their tongues.Not Morwenna.Not breeder.They called me poison.I was led up into the northern tower, a part of the castle I