Todos los capítulos de Bound To The Cursed Lycan : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

THEODOSA.Obsidian in the daytime was a different beast entirely.The streets that had felt like a death trap my first night here were now just streets. Busy ones filled with people who looked like they had places to be and things to do. Stall vendors shouted over each other trying to attract customers. Children darted between legs and got yelled at for it. Somewhere nearby someone was frying meat and the smell made my stomach growl loud enough that Afnie glanced over at me with a grin."Perfect timing," she said. "We're almost there."She led me down a side street that opened up into a wider road lined with shops and restaurants. The crowd was thicker here but Afnie navigated through it like she'd done it a thousand times."This place has the best breakfast sandwiches in the kingdom." She pointed at a building with floor to ceiling glass windows that let the sunlight pour through. "Hale says otherwise but Hale is an idiot so his opinion doesn't count."She held the door open and I st

THEODOSA.Five hours had passed and I still couldn't think about anything else.Damnation or salvation.Those were the only two options Nala's vision had given.I was either going to save Xahen or destroy him and there was no way to know which one until it happened.And now he knew.I'd been pacing Nala's cabin for so long that I was surprised I hadn't worn a path into the floorboards. Afnie had left hours ago to handle council business and Nala had gone somewhere she refused to tell me about. So I'd been alone with my thoughts and my thoughts had not been kind.I kept circling back to last night and the things Xahen had said while he was too drunk to filter himself. How he'd admitted to seeing my face on every woman he'd tried to fuck. How he'd tracked me through the mate bond like he couldn't help himself. How he'd told me to just kill him already because he was tired of waiting for it.Then I thought about the night I'd snuck into his cabin.How he'd woken with gold eyes and pulled

XAHEN. Three bottles in and the memories still wouldn’t stay buried. I’d given up on the glass hours ago. Now I was drinking straight from the bottle like some common drunk in a tavern, sitting in the dark of my cabin because the light made my head pound and I didn’t have the energy to care about dignity. Damnation or salvation. Nala’s words kept circling in my skull like vultures waiting for something to die. Three hundred years. Three hundred years of watching women with that face walk into my life and tear it apart. And now the universe was telling me this one might save me? Bullshit. I took another long pull from the bottle. The worst part wasn’t the vision. The worst part was knowing I’d run my mouth to her like some lovesick pup while I was blackout drunk. I didn’t remember everything, but I remembered enough. Enough to know I’d handed her weapons she could use against me whenever she wanted. Stupid. Careless. Weak. My father would have been ashamed. The d

THEODOSA. I refused to flinch. He wanted me to cower. To stammer and blush and prove that I wasn’t serious about this. That I was just some desperate girl who’d crumble the moment he pushed back. I wasn’t going to give him that. “I want my brother released,” I said, keeping my voice steady. “Sent back to Duskmire safely. Unharmed. In exchange, I’ll be yours.” Xahen’s expression didn’t change. He just sat there on his throne, watching me like I was a mildly interesting insect he hadn’t decided whether to crush yet. “Mine,” he repeated. “However you want me. Whenever you want me.” I forced the words out before I could choke on them. “No resistance. No complaints. No attempts to escape.” The silence that followed was suffocating. Then he laughed. It was a low, cruel sound that made my skin crawl. “You expect me to believe that? You, the woman with the same face that’s put a knife in my chest twice, want me to trust that you’ll just… behave?” “I’m not asking you to trust me.”

THEODOSA. Let him kill me without a fight. The words kept repeating in my head as I stared up at him. He was asking me to agree to my own death. To just stand there and let him end me if he decided I was a threat. No defense. No escape. Just acceptance. And the worst part was that I was actually considering it. “How would you test me?” My voice came out steadier than I expected. “What does that even mean?” Xahen’s expression didn’t change. “It means I’ll be watching you. Closely. Looking for signs of what you really are. Whether you’re here to save me or destroy me.” “And if you can’t tell?” “Then we keep going until I can.” I swallowed hard. “That could take months. Years.” “It could.” He didn’t seem bothered by that. “Is that a problem?” I thought about Binny. About how long he’d already been locked up in this kingdom. About how much longer he might have to wait if I said no. “What happens to my brother while you’re testing me?” “He stays where he is.” Xahen must have