Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Lycan King's Captive: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

Chapter 12: Trial by CombatElena's POVThe Grand arena had been transformed again into a fighting arena in less than an hour.I was shocked at the precise and efficient manner that everything happened within minutes.That showed the power of a kingdom. It's nothing any pack could compare to.The spectator galleries filled rapidly… nobles, dignitaries, and court members pressing close to witness what would either be a triumph or a complete humiliation for our kingdom.I stood in a preparation chamber off the main hall, still wearing the silver chains. They had been loosened enough for me to move, but not removed. A constant reminder that I was here not as a champion, but as a weapon. A tool to be used and discarded."The chains stay on until you enter the arena," a guard informed me curtly. "King's orders."Of course they did.My sister entered the chamber, her armor gleaming, her expression carefully neutral, but I could see the tension there. Behind her came the other two champions

Chapter 150: The Wolf UnleashedElena's POVThe silence that followed my declaration was absolute.Even the wind seemed to hold its breath."You can't be serious," someone from the Council gallery finally said, their voice dripping with disbelief."She is still wearing chains, for gods' sake," another added.King Theron stood slowly from the royal box, his expression unreadable. "Remove her chains."The guards hesitated."Remove them," the King repeated, his voice cutting through the arena like a blade. "If she is to fight as our champion, she fights unbound."The guards approached me cautiously, as though I might explode at any moment. Perhaps I might. The silver chains fell away, clattering to the ground. My wrists were raw and bruised beneath them, but the sudden freedom made my whole body feel lighter, more alive."This is madness," Lord Rashford… my former father… muttered loud enough for everyone to hear. "That creature nearly destroyed the Grand Hall. Now we are unleashing her

Chapter 152: The Avatar's TrialElena's POVShe was tall.That was the first thing I noticed as the woman with the spear rose from her seat among the northern champions. Everything about her was simple, actually. Plain leather armor, unmarked and unadorned. A spear that looked like it had been carved from ordinary ash wood. No magical auras, no glowing runes, no elaborate enchantments.She walked into the arena with measured, unhurried steps. Her boots made soft sounds against the sand, and somehow those quiet footfalls seemed louder than all the crowd's roaring together."I am Astrid," she said simply when she reached the center. Her voice was calm, almost gentle. "Avatar of the Northern Kingdom."I realised she added no titles, nor grand declarations. Just her name and role.But the weight behind those words made my wolf instincts surge with sudden, primal alarm.Danger, every fiber of my being screamed, Predator. Astrid looked at me with eyes the color of winter ice, and I felt

Chapter 154: No More ChainsKieran's POVThe emergency Council meeting had been called at dawn, barely three days after the challenge. I stood in the chamber's gallery section reserved for visiting alphas, watching the proceedings with barely contained fury.Lord Rashford was speaking, his voice carrying that particular tone of righteous concern that Kieran had learned to despise."The girl's power remains unexplained, Your Majesty. She transformed partially… something we have never seen before. Until we understand the source of her abilities, she represents an unknown danger.""She saved your kingdom," i said, unable to stay silent any longer.The Council members turned to stare at him. Several looked outraged that a northern alpha would dare interrupt their proceedings."Alpha Kieran," Lord Castellan said coldly, "you are here as a courtesy. You do not have a voice in this Council.""Then perhaps you should stop making decisions about the luna of my pack." I replied, my alpha command

Chapter 156: theron sister 2Theron's head snapped toward me, his eyes widening. "Do you remember him?""I have seen him. In visions, in dreams. I didn't understand what they were, but..." I pressed my hand against my chest, where the silver power always seemed to originate. "They are not just memories. They are the moments from their lives from when I was a child."Theron sat down heavily, as if his legs couldn't support him anymore. "Then it's true. All of it."He opened the journal, flipping through pages covered in elegant handwriting until he found what he was looking for. A sketch, hastily done but unmistakable.A man with sharp features and silver eyes, his expression fierce and protective as he looked at something… someone… outside the frame of the drawing.My father. seeing him rendered in ink and paper, captured by Amara's own hand, made him suddenly, devastatingly real."Aiden Ashwood," Theron confirmed. "He and Amara met at a Continental Ball, much like the one coming in