All Chapters of His human slave: Owned by the Lycan king: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Linda's POVThe moon hung low and heavy in the night sky, casting a silver glow over the sprawling expanse of the forest. My heart raced as I navigated the underbrush, my breath forming misty clouds in the chilly air. The familiar scent of pine and damp earth filled my lungs, grounding me in the moment, yet the ache in my chest reminded me of the turmoil that lay ahead.I stopped and sat down on a fallen log, feeling nearly worn out.I sighed. Life in the pack was supposed to be simple. You follow the rules, respect the Lycan, and maybe, just maybe, you get a shot at greatness. I had always believed that I was destined to be the next Lunar, the one who would stand beside the Lycan and lead our pack. I thought he could use some time off, which is why I went along with the breakup, but I never imagined he would replace me.Especially with someone I can tell isn't fit to be a lunar. I can't help but wonder what he finds in her, but honestly, it doesn't matter. I won't stop until I r

"So, what do you want to wear today?" Lyra was asking. "What do you suggest?" I said, lost in thought. In the recesses of my mind, I could hear Lyra's voice. My thoughts were already so crowded; there is so much I still don't understand, and it's making me frantic. "Your Highness!" Lyra called, and I raised my gaze to her. "You're so far away," she said, almost pouting like a child. I smiled at that pout. “Oh, pardon me, did you say something?” "Of course I did," she leaped onto the bed and inquired, “Still thinking about His Majesty.” The daunting man! I sighed. I have no choice but to obey. I rose from the bed and made my way to the wardrobe. It had been two days since the incident in the study, and I still hadn't seen Ashton. "He must be occupied with pack matters, I'm sure," Lyra said reassuringly. Well, I am also a matter he has to deal with, aren't I? But one of the thoughts occupying my mind is who he is with. I have no doubt he's with Linda, and the realiza

REENA'S POV The evening moonlight filtered through the narrow gaps of the wooden shutters. I lay on my bed and sighed heavily. I had been locked in my room since yesterday, a punishment I'll say, decreed by the Lycan King himself. Which was salt in the wound that he had inflicted, the spanking yesterday was painful and humiliating enough, and now this. Well, I'm used to confinement, but why am I confined while Linda roams free? That's so unfair! I propped myself up on the bed, wincing right away as my rear throbbed from the lingering pain of the punishment I had endured. I need to get out of here, I thought. The notion consumed me, gnawing at my insides like a relentless beast. Just then, Lyra entered with a tray of food. "Dinner's served!" she announced, and set the food on a table. She came to the bed, “Your Highness, it's time to eat.” "I'm not hungry," I said grumpily. “You must be, you've refused your breakfast and lunch, and the king isn't happy about it.” “You told

Okay, but it didn't just halt midway, it seems it's been restrained. I saw it snarl at something behind me and felt a shiver run down my spine. Instinctively, I turned around. And there he was, majestic and imposing, my tormentor as well as my savior. The lycan king stood in the middle of the hall with one of his hand raised.Turns out he used his ability to immobilize the beast’s movement. I exhaled, I’ve never been so relieved to see someone.With a swift wave of his wrist, he tossed the creature aside. It flew through the air, landing with a heavy thud.I felt momentarily relieved, but that relief was short-lived as the creature quickly stood up.I ducked behind a pillar as the beast shook its head, its eyes blazing with rage. It snarled and charged towards Ashton.They both fought, the creature exhibited immense strength, yet Ashton proved to be the more formidable opponent. Realizing it could not overpower Ashton, the beast then turned its attention toward me.Without hesitati

Lyra rushed into my room the next morning, her voice cutting through the remnants of my sleep like a sharp knife. “Your Highness, wake up!” she called, urgency lacing her tone. Still drowsy from sleep, I squinted at the sunlight streaming through the window. “What is it?” I mumbled, rubbing my eyes. “The king told me to get you ready and to pack a few essentials for traveling.” she explained, her hands busy gathering my clothes."Traveling?" I exclaimed, the words he said about leaving last night replaying in my mind like a haunting melody. "But he’s the one who’s leaving today!" I protested.“Well, he said you should get ready,” Lyra insisted, her expression unwavering. Panic surged through me, this is not right. “I need to see him!” I declared.“Wait, Your Highness, he…”Without listening to her, I dashed downstairs, intent on confronting him. I needed to understand why he was taking me along with him.When I reached the grand hall, I halted abruptly. There, gathered around a lo