All Chapters of Reign Of The Lycan King : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Seraphina“Please... please let me go,” I pleaded, sobbing uncontrollably.I could barely walk straight, every inch of my body bruised and the pain unbearable as the chain bit into my skin with every step I took. Tears rushed down my cheeks as I kept on begging, but no one came to my aid. I walked, stumbling with every step I took. I lacked balance and couldn’t see clearly as the raindrops blurred my vision with my damp hair.It's cold drops felt like they were piercing through my skin. It wasn't as refreshing as rain should be. The tall, towering gates of Wulfgarde creaked open, the sound of iron on hard ground making my heart jump.The castle stood tall and mighty like it touched the sky. This was the heart of the werewolf kingdom, seat of the Lycan King.The last place on earth I ever wanted to be.Dozens of guards followed behind me like I was going to magically escape the heavy chains I was bound to.We walked towards two massive double doors, and they opened once we were near, r

SeraphinaI woke up, my breath ragged, chest heaving as sweat covered my face. I sat up on the narrow mattress, my hands trembling as I pressed them together.The golden-eyed wolf… the word it said vividly in my head.Mate.Oh God, it was this place. This was what was affecting me. I was in the wolves’ territory that would explain this kind of dream, because witches don't get mates.I was lost in thoughts, trying to give meaning to the dream I had, when a knock on the door shifted my attention. It wasn't the trembling or rude servant.It was a young girl. She looked probably my age or younger. She had sandy hair and wide, fearful eyes.“His Majesty requests for you,” she said quickly. “Now.”I didn't ask why, didn’t argue.I rose from the bed, smoothing the dull gray dress over my body, and followed shortly behind her. The hallway was quiet as usual.The further we walked, the harder my heart drummed against my chest.We stopped in front of a door I wasn't sure I'd passed before. “Wha

SaraphinaI tried opening my eyes, but my vision was blurry. Was I still in that dark place?If I was, I didn’t want to wake up. There was peace with the darkness, and I didn’t want to come back to my reality.My eyes finally opened and I couldn’t see anything for a moment. I felt so weak. Moving felt so impossible.I managed to get up and I looked around. This didn’t look like the donjon or even my room.I’d been here before... it... it was his room.I quickly got off the bed and headed straight to the door, wondering how I got here in the first place.But before I could head out, a maid walked in, her head bowed.“The king asked me to help you wash up,” the maid said softly, still not meeting my gaze.I stared at her, confused. My lips parted, but no words came out. What was I supposed to say? Why would he bring me here? Why was I not back in the dungeon or worse?And why would he send a maid to help a servant wash up? I took a step back, suddenly self-conscious in the dirty clothes

SaraphinaI couldn't believe what I saw. I stayed trapped in the small room for two days without leaving.Why didn't I run on the night of the full moon? Why wasn't I afraid? I should have been terrified, but I wasn't. Instead, I felt a pull towards him.I'd heard stories when I was little about how lycans actually look, and nothing came close to the monstrosity I witnessed that night.But what scared me the most wasn't the shift, but the way it bowed the same with my dreams.I'd been in the castle for a week, and my life kept getting more complicated by each day.I sat, thoughtful, when the name Lilian rang in my head. It was that maid that helped me when I was imprisoned in the donjon.But then I remembered she introduced herself as Lilian Noir... No, that couldn't be right.I was so weak, and I was probably hallucinating. I felt so confused.I got up and walked towards the door. I placed my hand on the door knob, feeling hesitant to pull it.It felt like I was losing my sanity in t