All Chapters of MARKED BY THE ALPHA'S ROYAL BLOOD : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Lucan’s POVI rush to get a pen and a paper, and when I put the pen in Elaina’s hand, she just let it fall to the floor, just like that I hold back a growl of frustrationShe's too weak to even hold it properly. Her hands shake and she can't control her fingers. Where is the strong woman that I have always known? This one right here is a vegetable! I don’t think I can entertain a vegetable!"Elaina!" I say louder. I tried to hide my frustration. It cannot be that hard. It cannot be so hard to speak. It cannot be so hard to just fucking hold a pen and write. Write the name of your attacker. "Listen, Elaina, you have to try! I can't get revenge if you don't tell me who did this!"She makes a weak whimpering sound and closes her eyes. She's giving up. She's not even trying to help me find her attacker. She is so weak! How can she be this weak, when she always tells me to be strong? That means she has been pretending. She has been pretending all these years. She has been acting like she

Lucan’s POVI feel panic rising in my chest. A fighting contest? After what happened with the chief guard, I'm not sure I can win a fight against a strong opponent. But this is unfair! I am injured and they all know. They just want to see me failI can only let this happen. I cannot let the position that I have thought for just go away like that."They said if the chief guard could beat you up so easily, it wouldn't be hard to find someone to defeat you in an official contest. Do you want to call someone else their Alpha. Someone that is not you" Charles adds. “I think they are doing everything to make sure that you don’t sit on that throne.”This is getting worse and worse. Everything is escalating beyond what I expected. I thought I could control this pack easily after killing Holland, but everyone is turning against me. Can they not see? Can they not see that I am to change that they need?"There's more," Charles says and I am almost at the edge of bursting out loud and telling him

Lucan’s POVI look at Gida, amused at the amount of courage she seems to be growing day by day. But I am not even fully repulsed by her. If anything, her defiance amuses me. I decide to ignore the fact that she would not call me Alpha. And obviously also ignore how she speaks to me. There is only one way to humble, and that way is by being the alpha properly I’m making her my concubine- my breeder even- whether she likes you or not"You have my word that you'll be treated with respect," I assure her with a knowing smirk on my face.Gida looks skeptical but nods. "Fine. I'll be there this evening to check on his progress."After she leaves, I can't help but feel satisfied. Having Gida forced to come to my house twice a day is perfect. She'll have to spend time around me whether she likes it or not. And once I regain my strength and authority, I will make her my concubine. Let us say, she is in the training phase of learning to be with me ***Two days later, I feel strong even when I

Lucan’s POV“How?” I ask in worry. “How are we going to figure it out? Nobody is even going to help me. They all want to see me dead. I don’t think I can even heal in five days. Between me and you, I am not a true Alpha…”“I know,” Charles says grimly He catches me off guard. “You know?” I ask him“Yes, I know…” he nods solemnly“But… how?” I asked him in confusion. I have hidden this part of me very well. I have always made people believe that Alpha Holland blessed me before he died.“ I don’t really know how to explain it, I just figured it…” he replies to me so casually as if it is nothing“But…” I look at him, confusion, still evidence of my face. “If you knew… why do you still support me this way?”“ I just believe in you,” he says“You just believe in me…?” I repeat after him. “What… What does that even mean?” I rush my words again.“Well, it is simple. You have lived in this pack house long enough for you to deserve to be the alpha of this pack. I see your potential, and I rec

Lucan’s POV“Okay, okay…” Charles says, adjusting his himself on his seats “You just have to choose the right opponent….”"The elders choose my opponent," I remind him, cutting him short in the process"Actually, from what I read, according to pack law, you have the right to choose your opponent," Charles corrects me. "You know, you can choose whoever in the pack that you want to fight”“That doesn’t make sense…” I say slowly, thinking about what I just heard“It does,” Charles says and he starts to open the backpack he has by the side of the chair he is sitting on. “I knew that she would not believe me, so I brought the book…” he struggles with the bag for some time and after a little back-and-forth, he brings out an old book with thick ancient back. He blows off the little specs of dust on the book before he starts to open up the page pages. “Just give me a minute,” he say as he starts to turn over each page meticulously. Suddenly, he seems to reach the pitch he has been looking f