All Chapters of The Lycan Prince Maid: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

POV: CalebThornfield village wasn't destroyed. That was the first wrong thing, and it set my teeth on edge before we had even gotten through the gate."No blood," Keith said, low, turning a slow circle in the empty square. "No bodies. No fire damage.""The doors are open, and their beds are made," I said.We split up, moving from house to house, and every single one told the same story. The meals left half-eaten, laundry still soaking in basins, a child's toy abandoned mid-game on a porch step.It didn’t look like a village that had been attacked. Rather, the whole place had simply stopped, mid-motion, all at once."This isn't the Forgotten's work," Varric said, joining us in the square, his expression grim in the fading light. "They burn. They leave bodies. This is—""Cleaner and worse," I said.Trey, who had been restless the entire ride north, went suddenly, violently still inside my chest, and

POV: CalebKeith started driving before the car doors were even closed, gravel flying behind us as we sped across the square."Comms," I said. "Get the palace on the line.""Already trying." He had one hand on the wheel, the other jabbing at the dashboard unit. "Nothing. Just static.""Since when?""I don't know, Caleb. I've only been driving for eleven seconds." He tried again, his jaw clenched."There could be a dead relay tower out here. Doesn't have to mean anything.""It means something.""You don't know that.""I know what I felt." My hands wouldn't stop shaking, something that had never happened to me in the field, not once, not even the night the poison nearly killed me. I pressed them flat against my knees to make it stop. "Faster.""I'm already over the limit for this road.""I don't care about the road."Keith didn't argue. He just drove.I reached for the bond again, the way I had a dozen times in the last ten minutes, searching for anything—fear, pain, even anger, anythin

POV: FabianShe woke up slower than I expected, given the dosage Rourke had used, which told me either the formula needed adjusting or she was stronger than the reports suggested. I suspected the latter."There." I set the tray down within her reach — bread, broth, water — and settled into the chair across from the low cot, not too close to scare her. "You're safe."Her eyes opened fully, focused on me with a clarity that came faster than it should have. "Where am I?""My home. Such as it is." I gestured at the stone walls, the single high window, the deliberate absence of chains or restraints anywhere in the room. "You'll notice you're not bound.""I noticed you had me drugged and carried through a forest instead.""An unfortunate necessity. Your wolf was rather determined not to come quietly." I kept my voice light, unbothered, the tone I used on nervous investors and frightened dignitaries alike. "How's the shoulder?"She touched it, found the neat dressing already applied, and her

POV: CalebIt's been over four days now since Gina was kidnapped, and every lead we chased into Fabian’s territory had gone cold.Problems kept coming up, making us stall out with nothing to show for it.It’s either a scout's report cutting off mid-transmission, a tracking drone losing signal the moment it crossed some invisible boundary.Or the team encounters an entire hillside that was not on any satellite feed we had before."Wards," Varric said with frustration, for the third time that day, staring at the blank patch on the projected map like it might rearrange itself if he glared hard enough."Old wards, that nothing modern can see through; they must be how he has shielded himself for this long.""Then we find something old enough to match them." I hadn't slept properly in four days either, and it was starting to show in how short my patience had gotten with problems that didn't have obvious solutions."Easier said." Varric countered"I'm aware."I reached for the bond again, a

I lost track of how long I walked. The rain stopped at some point, though I couldn't have said when, and the cold that replaced it was worse, the kind that got into your bones and ached. Every part of me was aching."Bey."“I'm here.”"How far do you think he chased us?"“Not this far. I lost his men's scent hours ago. They shouldn’t be able to use your scent too. Sleep, I mean. Rest. You've been moving since midnight.”"If I stop, I don't think I'll start again."“Then don't stop. But tell me if your legs give out before your will does. There's no honor in collapsing midway.”I almost laughed, but it came out as something closer to a sob instead, and once it started, I couldn't quite make it stop."I don't know where I am."“Neither do I, fully. Somewhere in the mountains east of his territory. Still wolf country, but mostly unclaime