Semua Bab When My Mate Chose Another, the Lycan King Chose Me: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Natasha’s POVFirst thing I heard was Lani’s awful singing, loud enough to wake the dead. Then came another voice I knew too well, and I just groaned, pulling the covers over my head.“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you!”I didn’t even have to open my eyes to know they were standing over me. “Please tell me this is a dream,” I muttered, shoving my face deeper into the pillow.“Oh no, sweetheart, it’s very real,” my mom said. Next thing I knew, she drew the curtains open and the sun came in so sharp. I used my blanket to cover my face immediately, unable to endure the brightness that went directly to my eyes. “Good gods, are you trying to blind me?” I grumbled, trying to lie down back. “Get up, birthday girl!” Lani yelled, yanking the covers off me. “You can’t just sulk in bed all day. Do you know how long we’ve been waiting for this?”I let out a small laugh. “You mean how long you’ve been plotting to torture me?”“Exactly!” she said, grinning. My mother just shook her he

Natasha's POV I tried not to let it show on my face. The last thing I wanted was to give the elders more reason to whisper. Lani held my hand gently as we waited behind the curtains. The event planner gave me a quick nod before signaling for the guards to open the path.“Presenting Her Majesty, Queen Natasha,” someone from the stage announced.I took a breath and stepped forward. The room seemed to hum with attention. My gown glimmered softly under the golden lights, and I caught a glimpse of my mother smiling proudly from her seat. Lani followed behind with two of the maids, carrying the end of my train until I reached my seat beside the elders’ table.I sat down slowly, my posture perfect, my hands folded neatly in my lap, every bit the image of composure. But inside, I was a mess.The event carried on—but my mind stayed fixed on that empty chair beside me. The elders were clearly trying to keep things flowing smoothly, taking turns speaking, exchanging polite smiles, but I could f

Lucien’s POVMy tone didn’t scare him, definitely not. Because he was more than used to that, but he moved back anyways and it was like he was thinking of how best to put his thoughts into words.I could have read it from his mind but he was smart about it and kept his thoughts away from me.“You better speak now or forget about it!”“I was just thinking, your majesty. You know, the Queen. It’s her birthday…”My gaze on him became even more intense.“Don’t get me wrong, I know you know, but your majesty. I also know this isn’t the right time to be speaking about this, but I feel that you maybe should have asked someone to prepare her a gift before you’d return with whatever you have for her. You know, women love things like that. They don’t care if you’re a king and you’re busy, they just expect it, cause it’s kind of their thing.”“And since when did you become such a woman expert?”His throat bobbed as he tried to give a reasonable answer, but I didn’t even give him the chance to.“

Natasha’s POVHer laugh kept ringing in the room long after she stopped. It was annoying like really annoying and I hated it to the core. It echoed through the empty walls, pissing me to my very bones. She was doing that purposely, that laugh was to start up something inside of me. Probably to make me start feeling like I'm not good enough. And maybe it was working.Sonia bent down in front of me with that stupid smile on her face, her eyes going between hatred and some sick kind of excitement. Like that maniac and Lunatic kind of thing. I think she was one cause obviously she was behaving as though she was one of them. If only she auditioned to be in the Joker movie, she would have gone really far in her career and her life in general.“You really think you can run your mouth here?” she said in a low voice. In anger she pushed my chair backwards. The chair scraped the floor and the sound was annoying in the almost silent room. I bet she read my thoughts and that's why she's this angr

Sonia’s POVI wanted her dead... But she was still breathing even with all that wolfsbane. This is weird and it annoyed me more than it should. She looked pathetic there on that chair, tied like a sacrifice, blood running from her mouth and dripping down her neck. And even with all that ugliness… she still had the nerve to look stubborn. Stupid little thing.“You should have fainted by now,” I muttered, pacing slowly around her. “Honestly, I’m impressed. A wolfless girl with this much endurance? Who are you trying to impress?”She didn’t lift her head, but her breath was slow. That made me smile.The poison was already working—slowly, but at least it was working. Even though she was fighting it seriously. I really wonder how she was keeping up though. The poison was a blend of wolfsbane and human tranquilizer. The kind that didn’t kill immediately, but weakened you to your grave. Perfect for someone like her.I bent down beside her with the same smile she always pretended annoyed