All Chapters of Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

VALENTINA“It was great today.” Rey hooked her arm through mine as we headed toward the pack house in the evening.“Hmm, you did well as well,” I said lightly, feeling the night breeze. I'm a little absentminded about my own strengths, thinking if I should go to the clearing under the moonlight.I glanced up at the evening sky. Tonight also is the full moon…"Hey, did you hear the latest news about King Andres?" Rey suddenly spoke, startling me.“Huh?” My thoughts were interrupted."His visit to the east is almost over; soon he will head south!" she said excitedly. "Oh my, I'm so thrilled and I'm waiting for the day he visits our pack!”“Ebonn Moon is one of the powerful packs, I'm quite sure he'll come to our pack! Oh my! Can't wait to see him in person!” She exclaimed."Goddess, he is so damn good-looking! I wonder who the lucky girl is…” She just wouldn't shut up about that Lycan King, and it made me think of some weird dreams I'd had. Or should I say wet dreams?It wasn't just one

VALENTINAThe next morning, Rey left after receiving a call from her mother. Her mother needed help attending to some—in her language ‘unwanted’ guests. Thus, I went downstairs for breakfast alone.However, I met my father and uncle on the way. They were also heading to breakfast and gladly joined them.As our breakfasts were being served, my mind diverted to last night's conversation with Rey. My best friend was crushing hard, and her expression showed it, it seemed more than just a crush.Kyder Hastings—The second Gamma. From what I have heard from Papa and Uncle Sam, he is a good one. Although I do not know him personally and only saw him a few times, he is attractively built with charms, and also famous among young girls.In that case, he has many options to choose from, and if it happens, it will break Rey's heart. No! I won't let it happen! I must do something!“Ahm—a penny for your thoughts princess?” Papa's sudden voice broke my thoughts, and I blinked, only to find Uncle and

VALENTINAAgain, that roar boomed through the woods. My heart leapt again, and I frantically searched for my wolf's connection, but weirdly, I felt nothing—like it was some other spirit, not mine.“He-ello?” My voice strained and trembling, barely registering a whisper; a profound sense of unease washed over me as I tried to look through the woods.As if in response to my call, another howl tore through the forest depths. And then, came a voice…“It's you…” The spirit communicated, and at that moment, I understood why I hadn't sensed a connection. It wasn't Kira, but an unfamiliar spirit; a male wolf spirit.“Wh-who are you?” I called out this time, surveying my surroundings, but I saw nothing at all.“I'm Czer, I…” His deep, raucous voice resonated again, then cut off. The sound was there, but too hazy for me to grasp.“I can’t hear you, Czer. Where are you?” But then I heard nothing as if it had never happened.No, no, no! I must know who he is.I closed my eyes and slowly let my en

VALENTINAI returned home around 5:00 a.m., slightly tired after my shuddering adventure. My excitement, however, surpassed my fatigue. I have just been reunited with my wolf, Kira!As I returned to the pack house and headed to the Alpha's quarters, I bumped into Papa.He frowned. “Here you are! I was looking everywhere for you.” He sounded a little disappointed at first, but then his gaze fell on me, noticing my tired and slightly dishevelled appearance."Wait—what happened?" he asked, worry replaced by displeasure as he saw me. “Where did you go? Is everything alright?”I couldn't hide the grin plastered on my face, and I nodded vigorously like a child. “Yes! I'm fine! And I'm coming from the clearing. Actually I was there the entire night!”His eyes widened. “You didn't return home the entire night?”“Nope!” My smile only deepened.“And?” He raised an eyebrow at me, perhaps realizing the jolt of excitement within me."And I have connected with nature, Papa! I have finally awakened

VALENTINAI gently lifted my head from the water, keeping my eyes open, and observed my father surveying his surroundings, alert and discreet.I made a move, my eyes fixed on my target. My movement was quiet and calm, not disturbing the regular flow of the water. Thanks to Mama, I have learned to master water assassination.Targeting Papa, I went underwater again and waited for him to turn away. Once he did, I moved and got out of the water, not making any sound.I hid behind a tree; he was just a few feet away, still unable to detect my scent. My confidence grew, and I slowly climbed the huge tree like a snake. All of these were a part of my teenage training. For some reason, my parents wanted to perfect me, and I obliged with interest.I climbed onto the branch closest to my father, over his head. He was still looking for me while I was closer than a foot to him.A proud smirk arose on my lips. Finally, I did—Ogh! A gasp escaped me involuntarily when I was suddenly grabbed by the ar