One Night Stand With The Lycan King; His Hidden Heirs のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Chapter 12Elena's POVThe first thing I noticed was the stillness.No screaming. No fire. No chains.Just… silence.I blinked slowly, my eyes adjusting to the soft, filtered light pouring in from a tall window draped with sheer curtains. The ceiling above me was cream-colored and smooth, not the damp, cracked stone I’d been staring at for what felt like forever. And definitely not the gross dark room I was left in. I shifted slightly, feeling something tug at my arm.I looked down and found thin tubes snaking into my skin, secured with tape. An IV drip. Monitors beside the bed. Clean sheets. Soft cotton blankets.This wasn’t the rogue hideout.Where the hell was I?I tried to sit up, but my body protested—weak and sore in places I didn’t even realize could ache. My throat was dry. My lips cracked.I laid back slowly, letting my head fall against the pillows, trying to piece things together.The fire.Someone had started a fire.I’d been trapped, barely conscious, smoke thick in my l

Chapter 14 Elena's POV I had nearly given up on seeing the sky again. Ironic that at every part where it feels like my pathetic life will end, there's always someone who would appear out of nowhere to save me. First, it was Ava that saved me from Samantha's cruel hands and now... the Lycan King who I didn't even know. I have been looking forward to seeing him but he hasn't come to my room. Not even once. For seven days, I had been confined within the pale, quiet walls of the guest suite—surrounded by polished marble, perfumed air, and luxury I had never known, but still trapped. My body was healing faster than expected, thanks to the drugs Doctor Jarel har administered to me, but the rest of me—my heart, my mind—was still caught somewhere between fear and disbelief. So when the door creaked open and a young maid stepped in with a soft knock and an uncertain smile, I didn’t know what to expect. “The King said you may go for a walk today,” she said politely, her voice trembling ju

Chapter 16 Lucien's POV I’d been fighting the urge to go to her for days. And I was losing. She consumed every aspect of my thoughts. Every now and then, her face would flash before my eyes and my mind will instantly reach out to hers, like there was some sort of tethering connection between us. Every second I spent away from her chipped at something deep inside me—something primal, something his. My beast had been restless, pacing just beneath the surface, snarling every time I delayed. But duty demanded I be king first. Not a man. Not a mate. Just a ruler with too much on his shoulders and too little time to carry it all. It was Marco who delivered the final push. We stood in my study room earlier that morning, reviewing the schedule for next week’s tribunal sessions when he spoke through the mind link. “The palace is starting to talk.” I didn’t respond right away. I didn’t need to ask what he meant. I knew it was just a matter of time. It was inevitable anyway. “The

Chapter 18 ELENA’S POV One thing I have come to accept when it came to life is that you would always go through a list of uncertainties even when you think you have your entire life sorted out. For me, I didn't. All I wanted to do was to live the rest of my days as a pack healer and nothing else but see where life brought me, the Lycan King’s pack. The Lycan King. Sometimes, when I am left alone by the maids, I often think he was doing this because he found out I lied to the rogues about being marked by him. I closed my eyes briefly, hoping he was not doing this to punish me. He definitely can’t save me then punish me, right? But who knows? With what I have heard about him, I don't trust him. How many more weeks do I have to stay here? Waiting for him to grace me with his presence? After that morning, I tried staying up at night, hoping Lucien would come again like he did but he didn't. Was he caught or something? Is there something I am missing in this whol

Chapter 20 LUCIEN’S POV If looks could kill, it would be the one I was directing at Saint right now. Ever since I became the Lycan King, I have been doing a tedious work of always attending to every petition, requests, and help from other packs. And it made me realize the difference between the kind of Luna I wanted and the Luna that was more suitable. The kind of Luna I wanted was my mate. The one who will be my safe haven. The one who will be escape from reality. The one who will shower me with me the love and compassion my mother was unable to. And the Luna that was more suitable… that would be Heather. She was made to be that quiet Luna, lowly scheming and all she wanted was to produce the Lycan King’s heir. Be the mother of the heir to the Lycan race and that was no small task. I didn't think Elena could be that which put me at a crossroads on what to do. I had asked Marco to go check on her and to see how she was getting used to staying in the pack but imagine my shock