All Chapters of The Royal Mate Of The Cursed Lycan King: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Aria POVI got bored of sitting alone in my room, staring at the same walls, replaying the same thoughts until they chewed holes in my brain. So I decided to do something a little… fun. Or stupid. Depending on who you ask.Probably stupid.But staying trapped inside that room, waiting for Raiden to show up or not show up, wondering if he was angry or ignoring me or pretending I didn’t exist—Yeah. No. I needed air.Fresh air.Freedom air.So I slipped out.Don’t ask me how I managed to sneak past at least eight guards and two patrol rotations—because I honestly have no idea. I wasn’t even trying that hard. I just… walked.And somehow, no one stopped me.If they knew, they’d probably drag me back to the king immediately, thinking I was trying to escape, or plotting treason, or whatever dramatic nonsense warriors invent. So disappearing quietly felt like the safest option.The night outside the castle was cool, soft against my skin. The forest was calm, moonlight dripping through the br

Aria POVI watched Liora disappear into the trees—the only person who claimed to have answers, gone just like that.And Raiden… he sent her away knowing damn well he wouldn’t tell me anything himself.Liora wouldn’t talk.He wouldn’t talk.What is wrong with everyone in this place?A frustrated breath ripped out of me.I glanced at Lucian, then at Raiden, then back again. All of them standing there with secrets written all over their faces.“I don’t like any of this,” I said finally, shaking my head. “It feels like my whole life is one giant question and everyone here is hiding the answers.”I turned to leave.“You don’t need to know anything,” Raiden said behind me, voice rough. “It’s all in the past.”I stopped. Slowly, I turned back to him, a scoff slipping out before I could stop it.“What do you know about me?” I asked.Silence.Not confusion.Not denial.Just… silence.I let out a short, humorless laugh. “Exactly. Nothing.”And without waiting for his reaction, I walked back tow

Aria POVThe morning sun filtered through the tall windows of my room, golden and warm, teasing me with its softness. I had taken extra care today—carefully washing and brushing my hair, letting the water run cold over me just the way I liked it, the scent of lavender still clinging to my skin from the bath. I had chosen my dress deliberately, something simple but elegant, letting it hug my frame in all the right places without being ostentatious. And of course… a faint touch of perfume, subtle but sweet, the kind that lingered just enough to be noticed.I took a long, steadying breath, trying to calm the flutter in my chest. Today I wasn’t just wandering the halls aimlessly—I was going to find him. Raiden. I didn’t know what I’d say, what I’d do, but I needed to see him. To know he was still there, waiting, alive, and, hopefully, not mad at me for all the things I’d been thinking.The corridors of the fortress were quiet in the morning, the guards attentive but not ove

Darius POVThe packhouse doors slammed open so hard they rebounded off the walls, the echo ripping through the halls like thunder.I stormed inside, boots striking the floor in loud, furious thuds. Every wolf in sight scrambled out of the way — good. They should. Because the rage boiling in my veins wasn’t meant to be touched, questioned, or soothed.“Unbelievable,” I spat under my breath.“That bastard.”“That king.”“That—”I nearly growled. “Aria.”Humiliation crawled up my spine, hot and venomous.The nerve of Raiden — speaking to me as if I were some pathetic omega. Ordering his guards to escort me out like I was filth. Claiming my mate right to my face.I clenched my fists harder.Aria.She sat on that monster’s lap.She looked at him like—No.I refused to think about that.I reached my room and shoved the doors open, slamming them shut behind me with enough force to shake the walls.Lyra was already inside, perched on the edge of my bed like she’d been waiting. Her eyes widene

ARIA POV By sunrise, I had convinced myself of exactly two things:I was never—EVER—wearing a seductive nightdress in front of Raiden again.I was also absolutely doing it again in the near future.Contradictions?Yes.Me?Always.I pulled on my training outfit — fitted black top, flexible trousers, boots. Something easy to move in, something that made me feel like I could throw a warrior over my shoulder (I absolutely could not, but confidence was key).I tightened the straps, brushed my hair back, and headed for the training grounds……while trying very hard not to think about last night.Which of course meant I thought of nothing but last night.My steps slowed.My cheeks warmed.And my brain said, Okay. Flashback time. Let’s embarrass ourselves.FLASHBACK — Last night, aka The Most Humiliating Night of My LifeI was sitting on Raiden’s bed, legs pressed together like a shy schoolgirl, his hand under my dress, his face inches from mine, breathing me in like I was his next meal.My