Semua Bab The Lycan King Just Won’t Let Go: Bab 1 - Bab 10

I went to my special private store room, my hands shaking as I dug through my little wooden box of potions.My long silver hair was so unique, so obvious would give me away instantly when I went out. I couldn’t risk it.I uncorked the small bottle with trembling fingers and drank the hair‑and‑eye changing potion in a single gulp. It burned down my throat, hot and metallic, and within seconds I watched my reflection shift:silver turning into deep, rich purple, and my eyes darkening from blue‑soft to green.I pulled on the plainest clothes I owned, nothing like the elegant dresses Ryan used to force me into.Then I left.I walked far, past the shops I knew, past the familiar paths, past anyone who might recognize me. Finally I reached a small, run‑down clinic. I stepped inside, voice barely steady as I asked the doctor, “C‑could you check me out, please… just basic tests.”Minutes felt like hours. My hands were cold. I couldn’t stop bouncing my leg.Then the doctor walked back in with

When I woke up, the first thing I did without even thinking was reach out and touch the other side of the bed.Cold. Empty.She wasn’t there.My eyes snapped open. A sharp growl ripped from my throat as I sat up, fists clenching so tightly my knuckles cracked.Where did she run off to?!The audacity.The nerve.Leaving my side after everything… after the bond… after the way she reacted to me.I summoned my beta through the mindlink, and told him to come now.He arrived quickly, stepped into the room and raised an eyebrow.“My king… seems your one true love ran away,” he said, tone annoyingly teasing.I turned slowly, glaring at him with enough fury to level the entire kingdom.“How dare she run away like that?!” I snarled. “Where were you?”Immediately, the playful look vanished from his face. He straightened, voice stiffening.“My king, I thought you wouldn’t want a single disturbance, so I left for a while. I didn’t know she would..”“Enough,” I growled, cutting him off.The bedshee

“S-she can’t possibly be yours,” Aria stammered, eyes wide but still full of that nasty little confidence she hid behind. “My sister? Yours? That’s impossible, unless….”She swallowed hard, then her gaze snapped to me. “Sister… is… is this what you’ve been doing behind Ryan’s back? Is this also why you suddenly went missing yesterday, so you could be with your new lover? How could you do this to him?” Her voice shook, dripping poison.My jaw clenched so hard it hurt. I felt my fingers curl slowly, my chest rising and falling, anger clawing up my spine. I never realized just how manipulative she was. “Aria,” I said, my voice low, I didn’t want to play these little games with her, it made me feel so sick to my bones. “Since when have you been sleeping with my fiancé, Ryan?”Time froze. Their faces… both of them… went pale, their mouths opening and closing like fish gasping for air.Ryan’s eyes widened, a stutter caught somewhere deep in his throat.“I… I… V-Valeria, what on earth are

She waited for my answer.“We just weren’t compatible,” I said simply.It wasn’t a lie. Just not the whole truth.The real cause was the curse, the one that made me feel nothing for Isabella no matter how perfect she was on the surface, no matter how much everyone insisted she was the “right” match.She nodded slowly, like she was trying to process everything at once… I stepped closer, close enough that her scent brushed against me again, it was so wild, frustrating, and very distracting.“You need to get dressed,” I said, voice low, and barely controlled. “I’ll be presenting you officially, as my soon to be Luna.”She looked so startled after I said that. “What? Isn’t it too soon?”“Yes, so start getting dressed.” I repeated.“Well… you need to leave the room first,” she said quietly. I could hear that she was trying to sound firm when I could hear the nerves tightening her voice.She wouldn’t look at me now, her eyes fixed somewhere near the floor.I didn’t move. “You can dress in

I was about to open the door to my room when I heard the unmistakable chatter of maids.“…did you see how His Majesty looked at her?” one of them whispered, voice filled with envy. “She seems really special.”“Special?” another scoffed. “Please. She looks pretty ordinary to me.”There was a hiss of ugly laughter. “Camillia must be very furious. Everyone thought Lady Isabella was going to be Luna.”“I swear, I don’t understand it. Isabella is regal. Beautiful. Powerful. And this one?”The maid snorted. “Where did she even come from?”Heat flared inside me. Irritation rolling tight in my chest. I pushed the door open and stepped in, letting the cool air of my room brush over me as I faced them.They spun around, eyes wide, like they’d just seen a ghost.“All of you,” I snapped, my voice low, cutting, leaving no room for argument. “What do you think you’re doing?”The maids froze, stammering, blinking rapidly as if my words had physically hit them.I took a step closer, my gaze icy. “Don