Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Lycan Prince’s Secret Obsession : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Chapter 32: Going after loveThe night sky above the grounds glowed faintly with silver light, the moon breaking through drifting veils of clouds. Engines purred low and steady on the private jet parked along the royal airstrip, its sleek white body gleaming under floodlights. Inside, Rafe, Mason, Damien, Theo, Jax, and the twins, Louis and Viktor, hurriedly secured Kael’s luggage, stacking weapons and duffels as if preparing for war rather than travel.Kael stood on the tarmac in a dark tailored coat, his platinum hair catching the light like spun metal. His eyes burned with resolve—fevered, but determined. He was thinner than usual, weaker still, but the fire that radiated from him was undeniable. His wolf stirred sluggishly within him, battered yet clinging on, urging him forward.“Prince, time to board,” Damien whispered, pressing a hand against Kael’s shoulder. “The clock’s ticking. The less time we linger on the palace grounds, the better.”Kael nodded. “Once we touch down in Th

Chapter 34: The Boiling PrinceThe hum of the jet engines had lulled Kael into silence for most of the flight. He sat by the oval window, his broad shoulders tense, eyes distant. Outside, white clouds shifted like restless waves across the blue expanse. Yet, Kael felt none of its beauty. His mind had been locked on one thing, one person—Elias.The R8 sat scattered around the jet’s luxurious cabin. Damien, ever calm, scrolled through his phone, while Theo and Rafe argued over who’d finish the last piece of steak. The rest pretended to nap, though Kael knew he was watching them through half lidded eyes. His boys, his brothers, his warriors—they’d follow him anywhere, even to the corners of the earth. And now, they were in Thailand because of him. Because of Elias.When the pilot’s voice crackled through the speakers announcing their descent, Kael’s jaw tightened. His hands curled into fists against his knees. For weeks, restless nights had tormented him—visions of Elias’s laughter, his

Chapter 36: A job well done Damien leaned back casually on the velvet couch inside Queen Serena’s grand chamber. The curtains were drawn, allowing only thin streaks of moonlight to spill across the marbled floor. The soft crackle of firewood in the golden fireplace was the only sound in the massive room until Serena returned.She entered quietly, her gown trailing against the floor, her eyes red and puffy from sleepless nights. A leather chest was cradled in her hands...small, but heavy. Her lips quivered slightly as she placed it on the table between them.“Here,” she said, her voice breaking as though the weight of guilt pressed against her throat. “Your… compensation. For your loyalty.”Damien smirked, his sharp eyes flickering with greed. He opened the chest and his heart raced at the sight: stacks of dollar bundles wrapped in neat bands, sparkling jewelry tucked into corners, and even a pouch of pure gold coins—a royal touch.“You’ve outdone yourself, Queen,” he said, picking up

Chapter 38: End of discussion Elias’ father, unaware of the storm brewing, chuckled warmly.“So, Alpha Zane,” he said, raising his glass. “It’s an honor to have a friend of my son in our home. You must be quite important in Pennsylvania or rather, you hold some title of prestige, no?”Zane dipped his head with false humility. “I try to live up to the weight of the name, sir. But the real honor is sitting at this table tonight.” His sharp eyes slid briefly toward Elias, lingering long enough to unsettle him. “Elias has spoken so little of home. I’m glad I get to meet the people who raised him.”Elias’ stomach tightened. He hadn’t expected Zane to reveal himself like this, hadn’t thought he would dare to walk into his family’s house uninvited. But this was Zane...always striking where it hurt most.“Elias rarely tells us much about his life,” his mother added gently, her soft voice carrying both pride and curiosity. “We only hear bits and pieces. Sometimes Nadai fills the gaps. You mus

Chapter 40: Break the Crown“Do you love me, or are we just hiding together?”Suki’s voice quivered in the cavernous quiet of the gym. The late afternoon sun slanted through the high windows, laying warm stripes across the polished floor. She still had her volleyball knee pads on, the elastic biting gently at her skin, and she was breathing a little too fast from practice, from fear, from the mess her life had become in forty eight hours.Ana, the outside hitter with hands like lightning and a grin that usually swallowed the court stepped closer, softening. “I love you,” she said, without teasing, without deflection. “And we’re careful. That’s all.”Suki’s chin trembled. “My mom is in the hospital, Ana. My dad won’t let Elias near her room. And now… now everything is on fire at home. If they find out about us…” She swallowed, shoulders hunching. “They’ll destroy me.”Ana reached up, cupped Suki’s face with chalk dusted fingers, and kissed her forehead. “Then we give them nothing to fi