All Chapters of The Embrace Of The Lycan King : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

After the meeting inside the grand hall, the room finally emptied, leaving only Aldus, Sebastian, and Dominick seated around the round table, glasses of wine in hand.“You’ve already marked her?” Sebastian asked casually, his tone curious but steady.Aldus turned to him, fingers playing idly with the rim of his glass, then nodded in quiet confirmation.Dominick’s lips curved into a mischievous grin. “How was it? How many rounds did you last?”Before he could even laugh, Sebastian smacked the back of his head. “You and your filthy thoughts!”Dominick rubbed the spot, still chuckling. “What? It’s a normal question between men. Don’t act so uptight.”Sebastian only sighed, rolling his eyes in exasperation.Aldus spoke up, his tone cool but commanding. “Enough nonsense, b*stard. We’re here to discuss your plans—and why you suddenly decided to join the Lunar Games.”He knew these two well enough to recognize when they were hiding something. They never did anything without reason.Dominick

Livia clenched her fists tightly. She couldn’t believe that after an entire month of training, Aldus still didn’t trust her.Frustration and anger burned in her chest. Without thinking, she pushed the office door open with force, startling everyone inside—except for Elder Caelum, who had already sensed her presence outside.“Livia—” Aldus began, shocked, “How long have you been there—”“You don’t trust me?” she cut him off sharply.Aldus glanced at Florita and Elder Caelum before standing up to approach her, but Livia immediately stepped back.“I trained for a month, Aldus. The Elders and even Florita herself said I was ready—strong enough to face anyone,” her voice trembled with hurt and disappointment, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “And yet, you still don’t trust me?”Aldus panicked when he saw the pain in her eyes and quickly reached for her hand. Livia tried to pull away, but his grip only tightened.“No, that’s not what I meant, mi amor. I’m just worried about you—”“No!

After everything became clear to me, the lightness in my chest returned. The smile on my lips came back as well, and the anger I had been holding against Aldus finally faded.Now, after our lunch, I made my way toward one of the pack houses on the other side of the main house, planning to check on a few pack members.While walking, I crossed paths with a woman who, if I wasn’t mistaken, was one of the people who spoke ill about me when I first arrived — the ones who said I had a terrible attitude.Upon seeing me, she immediately bowed her head so low that she almost lost her balance. Good thing I caught her arm before she fell.“Thank you, Luna,” she murmured, her eyes fixed on her feet, as if they were the most fascinating things in the world.Well… I couldn't blame her. Maybe she felt guilty about what she did before. But that was long ago, and besides, they already apologized.“You don’t have to be scared,” I said gently, giving her a small smile. She lifted her head slightly, only

Morning light slowly slipped through the curtains, warm and gentle against my skin. I could hear birds chirping outside, the usual early morning bustle of the pack beginning.But I couldn’t move.I just sat there at the edge of the bed, staring blankly at nothing. My hands were still, resting on my lap, but my fingers felt cold and stiff. Even my breathing felt shallow, like taking one full breath might break me.I was awake…but my mind was still trapped somewhere between dream and reality.The nightmare clung to me like invisible chains wrapping around my chest.Amber’s voice whispering venom.My mother’s face was swallowed by the shadows.The forest is twisting unnaturally.The searing pain of a blade slicing into me.And Abby—my Abby—turned into smoke.Everything felt real. Too real, that it made me tremble in fear. One more thing, I was being fooled. Yes. It was just a dream, a nightmare to be exact. But I still get fooled by Amber. What if it's not nightmare, and by now I must l

The entire afternoon felt painfully slow.I sat on our bed, my fingers fidgeting restlessly, twisting and untwisting as my gaze drifted blankly to a far corner of the room. My chest felt tight, and I couldn’t stop letting out long, frustrated sighs—one after another. I must have sighed a hundred times already.Was Florita able to read my letter?Did the dove reach her immediately?Would she come?The questions kept circling in my mind, refusing to let me rest.The sun was already beginning to lower, its warm glow casting long shadows across the room. Still… no sign of a reply.Then, after a few minutes, I suddenly heard the soft flutter and gentle coo of a bird coming from the veranda.I quickly turned my head.There—perched on the railing—was the dove I had sent.My heart jumped.I immediately stood up and walked toward the veranda, but my feet froze halfway.That place.My nightmare.The memory flashed like lightning—Amber, the darkness, the pain.For a moment, my breath hitched.I