All Chapters of The Cursed King’s Captive: A Mate In Disguise: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Jules POVMy eyes fluttered open slowly, like they were too heavy to lift. My head was pounding so hard it felt like someone was beating a drum inside my skull. I knew my eyes were open, but everything was dark. I blinked over and over again, but nothing changed, and that was when I realized something rough and scratchy was covering my face. A sack. My hands were pulled tight behind my back, my wrists already burning from the ropes, and no matter how much I twisted, the binds only cut deeper into my skin. I froze when I heard them. The voices. James and Mark. Their tones were almost calm, like this was nothing unusual, as if tying me up and dragging me into the dark was the same as any other day. My breath came out sharp, and I forced myself to stay still, to listen, but the pounding in my chest was louder than anything else.When they noticed me struggling, their footsteps drew close, and then rough fingers yanked the sack off my head so quickly the night air slapped against my fa

Lucian’s POVI sat at the edge of the bed, my elbows on my knees, my hands pressed against my face as if hiding could quiet the storm inside me. The room was quiet except for the soft sound of her breathing, and even that was uneven, heavy, like her body was too tired to keep going. Her skin was pale against the sheets, her arms faintly red where rope had bitten deep, her face turned slightly to the side showing the bruise near her cheek. My eyes burned as I looked at her. She looked broken yet still alive, and the thought of what those men had done made my chest throb with anger so strong I could barely breathe.Mark and James. Trouble had always followed them like a shadow. I had punished them more times than I could count. They fought too much, drank too much, and listened too little. Still, I never thought they would dare something this low, something so vile.If only they were not already lying dead when I found them, I would have torn them apart with my own hands. Death would

Jule’s POV“I just want to know everything, Jules. Please try to remember. That’s the only way we can understand what’s going on and fix it.”Lucian’s voice was calm but filled with worry. His eyes searched mine, desperate for answers I wasn’t sure I could give. I told him everything. Every little thing I remembered. My words came out shaky, but I still said them because he deserved to know. By the time I was done, his hands were fisted tight by his sides. His whole body shook with anger.“How dare those bastards,” he said, his voice deep. “They’re lucky I didn’t get a hold of them myself. They would have begged for death to come.”I looked at him quietly. He was angry, but not at me. That alone made my chest ache in a strange way.“I’m so sorry that happened to you, Jules,” he said again, his voice now softer. He sighed, rubbing his temples before turning back to me. “But what’s your connection with this Theodora of a girl? I need to know.” My heart stopped for a second. Theodora.

Lucian's POVI leaned back in my chair, trying to clear my head, when a thought crossed my mind. “How’s your girl though, Elena?” I asked Aegon, dragging another chair closer to him before sitting down. He looked up for a second, a small smile flashing across his face before it faded again. “She’s fine,” he said, his tone steady but tired. “We’re good now, though Kael, her father, is still on our necks.”“He doesn’t want us together, says I’m not worthy of her. But I’m still pushing through. I’m not backing down that easy.” I nodded, watching him closely. Aegon was stubborn in his own way, loyal to a fault. “Just try to keep up if you truly love her,” I said quietly. “You know what it’s like when something feels right. You can’t just let go because someone else thinks you should.”He gave a small laugh, shaking his head. “You sound like a lovesick fool yourself.”“Maybe I am,” I muttered under my breath, though I knew he heard me. He didn’t say anything, but his smirk told me enough

Theodora’s POVJasmine tried to speak, but my grip tightened just a little, enough to remind her who held the power here. Her pulse thudded under my palm, and I leaned in close so only she could hear me.“Learn to talk to your Alpha bitch!.”“There’s nothing you do right in this pack for me, yet you talk to me like you’ve got some power over me,” I said, my voice rising with each word. “Just because you’re my girlfriend doesn’t mean you can talk to me the way you like.”Jasmine’s eyes filled with tears as I let go of her throat. She stumbled back, coughing hard, her hands clutching her neck. “I’m sorry, Theodora,” she whispered, her voice shaking.I turned to Lira, who still stood frozen beside the bed, her eyes wide. “You can leave now,” I told her. She gave a quick nod, keeping her head down as she slipped quietly out of the room. I ran a hand through my hair and sat down on the edge of the bed, trying to calm my breathing. Jasmine had just ruined what could’ve been a perfect momen