Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Contract Bride of the Lycan King : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

~SURI~ “Suri!” someone calls. I jerk up from sleep and groan, shutting my eyes as the bright morning light blinds me momentarily. The person on the other side knocks again, even more frantically. “I’m coming,” I call and get out of bed, feeling very exhausted even though I have just awoken. “Alpha wants to see you in his study in thirty minutes,” the omega announces. My body tenses up and my eyes widen a little, wondering why Father wants to see me. He hardly ever requests my presence. It’s almost as if he doesn’t even want to see me. Excitement mingles with dread as I get ready, taking a little time to look better. Anything to get my father’s acknowledgement. As I make my way to his study, I overhear some omegas speaking in hushed tones. The subject of their conversation makes me halt to listen. “I heard he is coming to take a bride from our pack,” one of them says. “I wonder which unfortunate maiden he will choose from us,” the other one replies. “I heard he ha

~SURI/RAGNAR~"Do you want to see your papa die?" Father looks me in the eyes and says that.Yes!!!!!! I scream inwardly. The vengeful part of me wants this pack to burn to the ground for allowing this to happen to me, but a more loving part, that instinctual part that secretly loves my people and would want to protect them at all costs, that Alpha part of me that was stolen, whispers calm in my raging heart. My father's grip on me tightens and his nails dig into my skin painfully. There is a glint in his eyes that warns me. I hate this whole arrangement, and I want to scream and tell the Lycan King that I am not Emily, the beloved daughter. But I'm not dumb enough not to know that Father and Amelia will kill me without thinking twice if I expose them and make him leave with the real Emily. I look back at the Lycan King with his piercing amber eyes. Tears sting behind my eyes, but I repeat my mantra in my head.'You are strong, Suri. You are the real princess, remember?' You will o

~SURI~Three days later, I can barely move. So much for the Queen of Exploration. Instead of wandering around like a curious tourist, I have been stuck in bed fighting a fever that feels like it wants to cook me alive. It hit the same night King Ragnar left, which makes me think the universe hates me personally.By morning, my back feels like someone poured fresh ground pepper on it. I somehow manage to rip off the plaster the Moonfang Pack doctor slapped on me, then sit in the bathtub for ages, hoping the cold water will numb the pain. Spoiler: it does not.I keep everything to myself. I do not even tell the maids who quietly come in and out with food, clothes, and bathwater. I cannot risk anyone running off to the pack clinic. If they check me, Alpha Lawrence’s wickedness will be exposed, and the next thing I know, I will be dragged back to Moonfang like a wrong parcel that was not ordered.I am stepping out of the shower when the bedroom door flies open. King Ragnar walks in withou

~SURI~When consciousness finally creeps back into my body, the first thing my senses grab is the heavy, rich scent of sandalwood. That alone reminds me of where I am before I even open my eyes. Then I hear muffled voices somewhere nearby, like people speaking from underwater. I cannot catch a single word, and honestly, my limbs feel like someone replaced my bones with noodles. The pain that knocked me out is gone, but my eyelids feel like someone glued sandpaper to them. I fight them open, and the first thing I see is a set of huge windows with sunlight pouring in like it is trying to burn my retinas. I hiss and squeeze my eyes shut again. When I try lifting myself, a heavy pressure across my back stops me. A quick look down shows thick bandages wrapped around me. What in the name of all the gods happened to me?"Oh, thank the goddess. You are awake, child."The voice pulls my attention to the left. An elegant old woman with long white hair stands beside me. Her amber eyes remind me

~RAGNAR~As our car rolls up to the Moonfang pack house, I glance at my little bride, and for the first time since I met her, the girl is actually quiet. Completely silent for the entire two-hour ride back to Moonfang. It is so unlike her, it makes me suspicious. Is she planning something? Plotting an escape? Mind-linking her family about our arrival? Then I remind myself she does not have a wolf. So that theory dies immediately.I never asked her about the things she said before she passed out. Dray tried to push me, but I had no patience. I want this over with. I want to punish whoever needs punishment and get answers immediately. I want Lawrence and this little wolf in the same room, face to face, so I can finally settle this nonsense. And even though Suri is dramatic, I know she told at least part of the truth. Five days ago, we sent a spy to watch Moonfang. He reported seeing another daughter in the packhouse. But he could not confirm if Suri said the truth about being Lawrence's