All Chapters of The Lycan's Hunt: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

THE LYCAN KING“That is the power of our bond, Annatoria.” My heart sparked with the feeling of freedom and excitement which I hadn’t felt in years. “So many things will now fall into place.” I lowered myself and cupped her beautiful face. “Doesn’t this feel right, Annatoria? Even my name sounds perfect on your lips.”“Your name’s surprisingly sexy,” she teased through her smile.“I know.” My forehead met hers. With this new development, I am now closer to my goal. “I know, my queen. Now that you know my name…” My touch slid over her skin until it was between her legs. “How about you scream it?”“Dayrian…” She suddenly seemed shy.“We aren’t done, my sweet chocolate.” My voice sounded lighter, less evil, less sad. “My cock needs the warmth of your gorgeous pussy.”The gold stream in her eyes glistened as she bit into her lips, and that view increased my appetite. So, I used my other hand to lift her. So I was now on the bed and she was above me. “Your eyes,” she commented as she reac

ANNATORIAWith a light frown, I contemplated whether the Lycan might have known that Kaelen was not unconscious. Seconds later, while brushing my fingers through my slightly tangled hair, I replied, “I don’t think so. We made a bet to-”“He knows I like you. Making love to you for the whole castle to hear was the best way to taunt me and trick me into reacting.”My brows cocked in slight disbelief. “Really?” His eyes looked down, and I followed that motion and saw that he had an erection. Unmoved by the sight, my eyes darted back to his eyes. “So, you pretended to be unconscious so I wouldn’t lose the bet.”“Living with the Lycan for a year? You might go mad doing that, no matter how explosively great your mate bond is.”Should I even be listening to this? “That’s crazy, Kaelen.” “The Great Lycan probably had his own reasons for the bet, but he chose me as a playing card to put me in my place. You went through it, too. The whole Thorne Innovation drama. He does all it takes to get wh

ANNATORIA“I know Kaelen whispered things to you last night,” he said, our feet slowly approaching the little roundness in the middle. “And Lyra attempted to scare you off with fake threats and anger.”“So,” I gulped, “why? What’s going on?”“They’re being dramatic.” Without a pause, he settled on the stone floor. While wondering if his butt didn’t ache from that motion, he gently tugged at my hand, and I lowered myself and allowed him to lay my head on his lap. “Ignore them.” With one hand tucked beneath my head, his sight fixed on my hair, which felt the most soothing caress seconds later. “Just look at me.” I was already focused on observing every angle of his face. “And only me.”“Dayrian.” My fingers settled on his wrist. “The atmosphere seems… weird,” I whispered. “Like what you’re about to say will rip this place apart.” Before my statement ended, our eyes met, and without holding back, I searched for the truth. His eyes didn’t reveal much. But they clearly hid a lot. “My qu

ANNATORIA“Wh-what?” His words tangled the strings in my heart, and emotions turned chaotic in my soul. “What…” Shakingly, I broke free from the freeze that stilled my body. “What the heck are you saying, Dayrian?”“Completing what my past mate couldn’t do is your new mission.” Sharply, he breathed, and two drops of water landed from the sky onto his cheek. “I…” The words in my mind struggled in my throat. And the anguish my soul pumped into my heart threatened to become tears. “Day… Dayrian. That’s not right.”“It is.” Eagerly, he held my cheeks, which were now wet with the pouring rain I’ve chosen to ignore. “My queen, this is the moment to take revenge. I used you. Exploited your mind. Explored your body. I even took your father’s life. I hurt you for this, Annatoria.”“Dayrian…” I called out, my voice not stable in the slightest. “Dayrian, you awakened the bond, and now I feel things other than hatred for you.”“Doesn’t matter, you can-”“Didn’t you hear me earlier?” My left hand

THE LYCAN KINGThe minute that door closed, the strength holding me dismantled, and I crashed face down upon the wet ground. Eyes shut tightly, body spasming at intervals because of the merciless rainfall, I remained like that for a long time. And, slowly and carefully, I allowed myself to breathe after weeks of holding in my true intentions towards my queen. I know my truth wounds Annatoria— but as haunting as it sounds, I find comfort in the thought of heading to the grave soon. I am also delighted that I pushed past my banging desire to neglect my anguish and remain by Annatoria’s side. It remains true that when my emotions towards my queen began to sprout in ways I did not expect, I found myself wanting to take a step back from everything to pursue a romantic relationship with her. But shortly after what we did yesterday, while my uneasy strides and tugging heart led me to my chambers, I had a brief episode of fury that made me realise that choosing to neglect my curse to stay