All Chapters of The Lycan King Just Won’t Let Go: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

I held the little packet of medicine so tightly in my hand that it cut into my palm, but I didn’t loosen my grip. I couldn’t after the struggle it took to even get them. The doctor had warned me again that Aria’s lungs were weakening, that her fevers were worsening, that we were running out of options. I pushed through the cold night air, my steps slow, heavy… like each one was dragging a piece of me along the dirt path. I was tired. Gods, I was so fucking tired. My body felt wrong, it was all weak, sluggish, like my veins were moving sludge instead of blood. But I forced myself forward because my little sister needed me.Aria always needed me.And I always showed up for her. Always.By the time I reached home, my breath was unsteady, my fingers numb around the herbs. My only thought was getting to her room, giving her the medicine, brushing her hair back like I always did, telling her everything would be okay..I headed straight for Aria’s room, every instinct set on making her

No one moved. No one dared speak. The gavel fell.Sold to the man in the middle! The guards hauled me forward, their grip tight and unrelenting. Rage and humiliation collided inside me. If I had a wolf… if my powers weren’t suppressed… I could fight them all. I could rip them apart.Outside, he was waiting. His face half-hidden, the shadows accentuating the sharp angles of his jaw and the smirk on his lips. “Interesting,” he said. “Interesting what?!” I snapped, anger flaring. “I’ve told you already! You’ve got the wrong girl! Why wouldn’t you listen?!” His smirk didn’t falter. I could feel the control he had, the quiet power that seemed to radiate from him like heat. And then… suddenly, darkness swallowed me again. When I woke up, I groaned, my head pounding in time with the anger coiling in my chest. The room was unfamiliar, cold, and so silent it pressed down on me. I had lost consciousness twice in one day. Twice. I sat up, dragging my hands over my face, shaking my head in

When I woke up, he was still deep in sleep, his golden hair was splayed, his chest rising and falling. I didn’t think twice, after I slipped out of the room quietly, I started running, my legs trembling, lungs burning, heart hammering like it would burst. Branches tore at my arms, dirt scraped my feet, but I didn’t stop. All I could think of was putting enough distance between us… Everything inside me still felt shaky, unsteady like something wild had been awakened against my will. My lips were still swollen, my body still burning in embarrassing places, and I didn’t understand… I didn’t understand how I had lost that much control. I traced my way back through, heart pounding every time a breeze carried his scent that was still on my skin, his impossible, overwhelming, addictive scent. I kept shaking my head, trying to clear it. By the time I finally stepped into the house, my legs were numb. I barely even crossed the threshold before a voice exploded. “Where the fuck have