All Chapters of Crimson Moon Bound To The Lycan King : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

For a second, I think Mirella might lunge at me. Part of me hopes she does, just so I have a solid enough reason to kill her. Instead she starts laughing. The sound is broken and ugly, turning into ugly sobs that shake her whole body. “You’re going to lose everything,” she mutters. “When that thing you serve is done with you, there won't even be bones left to bury.” I gesture to the guards at the door. “Drag her out. If she speaks another word again, cut her tongue out.” Mirella doesn’t fight as they drag her away. She stares at me the entire time, eyes full of pure hatred. I don’t deserve that look. If anyone does, it’s her dead husband for dragging me and the entirety of Stone Heart into this nightmare in the first place. Brianna steps beside me, folding her arms. “I was wondering when you would finally lock her up. That one has been causing problems for my sisters and me.” I turn to her. “I’m going to ask you a question, and I want the truth.” Brianna raises her bro

“Mostly to make sure you haven’t died of exhaustion.” I push off the frame and walk in, trailing my fingers along the bookshelf. “You look like shit, by the way. Handsome shit, but still shit.”He huffs a tired laugh, setting the book aside. “Flattery won’t get you more access to my library.”“Too bad. I was planning to steal a few more of your dusty old volumes.” I scan the room. “So... do you want to tell me why you look like you haven’t slept since Naya showed up dead?”He rubs his face but stays silent.I tilt my head, studying him. “You know, for someone who let his ex break him apart, you’re doing a poor job as Beta, which is expected.” His hand freezes, and he lets out a long sigh. “Not everything is a joke, Anya.” The teasing dies in my throat. I watch the tight line of his jaw, the way a muscle ticks in his cheek. He really is heartbreakingly handsome, even when he’s falling apart. It’s annoying how much I notice it.“Leave.” he says, his voice flat and dead.“I despise tra

I reach up to trace the mark I gave him on his neck. “Thank you for everything, Theron.” With him, I’ve been happier than I ever thought possible. No matter what Stoneheart tries to pull, I’m never going back there. Theron pulls me closer, burying his face in the crook of my neck. His warm breath sends little shivers across my skin. “I should be the one thanking you. I spent too many years looking for you in the faces of strangers,” he murmurs. “I thought I’d lost you forever. Now that you’re here, I’m not letting anyone take you away from me. You’re exactly where you’re meant to be, and I’ll stand beside you through every red strand in your hair, every tear, and every time you break another bed.” I laugh and twist around until I’m straddling his lap. The water splashes over the sides of the tub. “You really mean that?” “Every word.” His grey eyes are intense as they search mine. “Even the part about the beds. We can afford it.” I rest my forehead against his, breathing him

TheronI slam the door to the elder’s quarters so hard the hinges groan. Elder Fren looks up from his scrolls, icy blue eyes widening in panic as he tries to come up with every possible reason why I would be here. I haven’t stepped foot in this room in nearly five years. I never had a reason to. I thought I could trust them.Turns out I’ve been a blind fool. I throw the black book I got from Anya and some of the others she found from the main library on Fren’s table and he drops his pen, flinching.“Tell me why half the pages in every book about the Crimson-born are missing and don’t feed me the same bullshit the others have been giving me for weeks.”I’ve had my men question the elders that use the library the most and they weren’t able to get the information I needed so now I’m here to do things myself. You get answers faster when the main leader gets involved.“You were the Librarian of the Records before you were an Elder, Fren. Tell me why our history is missing its heart!”Fre

Her blood pumps out as she falls to the ground, snapping her neck in the process. I stare at her heart in my hand but it’s not enough. It doesn’t drown out the anger in my blood or the emptiness that I feel inside.Zephyra’s face flashes in my mind. I can see her smiling at me as I run my fingers in her hair. I can see her at the dining, arguing about why peanuts don’t taste good when eaten with bread and when I don’t agree with her, she calls me a king with no taste. All the memories I have of her run through my mind, making my chest squeeze when I realize again that she’s not here with me.Jareth’s voice is hoarse. “Theron…”I drop Camala’s heart to the floor and turn back to the Archive. My mate is in there. I am not leaving until I find her, regardless of the cost. If the Goddess thinks she can take what is mine, I will burn her heaven to the ground to get her back.My fists bang the doors as I try to open it but it doesn’t budge.“Theron you can’t go in there!” Anya shouts but ke