Todos los capítulos de Silent Howls: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Cassian’s P.O.V. The forest shook under my stride, each thunderous step devouring the ground. Branches snapped, trees blurred fast, and the copper tang of fear clung to the air like a trail only I could follow. My muscles burned with the thrill of the chase, and I was nowhere near slowing. I was faster, stronger, and deadlier than the wolves who dared to cross me. They scattered like cowards in the woods after their failed attempt, but running on four legs couldn’t save them from me. I surged forward on two, claws slicing through the dark. One fell beneath me, bones crunching under my weight; another I ripped apart mid-stride, my snarl echoing through the dense forest. Their leader’s scent hit me stronger, and before he could vanish into the deep woods, I caught him. My enormous claws sank deep into his scruff, and with a vicious jerk, I slammed him against a tree trunk. The crack of bark and bones split the night as I thundered, raw and commanding. “Who sent you, puny wolf?

Cassian’s P.O.V. A cold realization slithered down my spine even as my body betrayed me, heat creeping through my veins. I tried to stand, but my limbs felt heavy, unresponsive. “Beatrice…” I rasped, my throat tightening as my world wavered again. “What did you do?” Her laughter deepened, closer this time as the scent of her perfume flooded the air. “Oh, don’t fight it, Your Majesty.” She drawled, “You have favored that mute long enough. It’s time someone worthy should claim your attention.” Rage flared through the haze, shaking my insides, but my body refused to obey. I tried to call Warg, but darkness was everywhere, making it hard to even concentrate. The bed dipped beside me as Beatrice’s whisper echoed in my ear, sultry and venomous. “Let’s see how long the King of Lycans can resist me now!” The room felt heavier with every breath I took. The drug coursed through my brain like wildfire, thick, burning, and intoxicating. My thoughts began to blur, replaced by Beatr

Cassian’s P.O.V. I stormed down the hallway, every step driven by fury that burned hotter than my blood. My jaw clenched so tightly that it hurt. The sickening feeling of being played by the puny wolves added fuel to the fire of my anger. Liora hadn’t gone to see her mother, and that old maid’s map proved it as well. It was my stupidity to ignore my instincts, wasting time over useless formalities. In fact, I hated myself for trusting a single word from that snake, Beatrice. Rushing down the stairs, I entered the dark basement, the air damp and filled with the sterile sting of medicine. Such a smell was strange in a building’s basement, but I didn’t dwell on it and kept walking, finally reaching the end of the hallway. The wooden sign above the door immediately caught my attention. ‘Medical Wing.’ As the map guided me to this corner of the packhouse, I kicked open the door without hesitation. The hinges splintered under my strength, crashing against the wall. “Liora?” I g

Liora’s P.O.V.A loud growl shook the walls around me, jolting me awake. My heart hammered so hard that I thought it might burst out of my chest. For a heartbeat, I couldn't remember where I was—just a dim light, the smell of smoke and herbs, and the rough wooden walls. Then everything came rushing back, jerking my body. I pushed myself up and looked around, my gaze falling on Stacy by my side. She was the one who had looked after me since I woke up. Her brown eyes were wide but calm as she pressed a hand on my shoulder. “Hey, relax!” She spoke softly. “You need rest.”Shaking my head, I lifted my hands and signed quickly.“What’s this noise? What happened?”Stacy hesitated, glancing towards the door where the faint shouts and growls were echoing outside. “We are under attack.” She whispered. “Alpha has ordered us to stay inside until the danger’s gone.” Under attack?My breath hitched as fear crawled up my spine like icy fingers. The shadows of my painful past darkened my world,

Liora’s P.O.V.“We will stay!”Cassian’s resolute tone kept echoing in my mind like a soft bell, tugging at the red threads in my heart. I had prepared myself for pain, for rejection, and for loneliness in my life. It became my belief that I was destined for darkness, never experiencing anything good ever. But this?This was utterly shocking, far beyond the painful truth of this world. This was something I had never even dared to dream of. The great lycan King Cassian Veyraith stayed for me? For an ordinary mute omega? This was indeed breaking news!My chest tightened all over again, but this time not from the fear. A warmth spread through me, soft and overwhelming. It felt like I was floating in the air. Staring at him wide-eyed, I tried to believe that this was actually happening to me. These miracles when King Cassian left all his responsibilities and came to rescue me in the rogues’ camp, his gentle care turning my world upside down. Then he chose me, compromising his principle