บททั้งหมดของ The Lycan King's Captive: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Chapter 61: words left unspokenElena povI pushed the door open slowly, peering into the darkened room. Moonlight streamed through the windows, casting long shadows across the floor."Shadow?" I called softly.A louder whine answered me, coming from near the bed.Over the next few days, the castle transformed into something resembling a military compound. Guards patrolled every corridor. Windows were reinforced. Entrance protocols were strengthened. Kieran spent hours in war councils, trying to determine who had orchestrated the attacks and why.I stepped inside fully, my eyes adjusting to the dim light. And there, tangled in bedsheets that had somehow fallen to the floor, was Shadow.Except he was not a small pup anymore. He had grown considerably, his body now the size of a young adult wolf. He must have gotten tangled in the sheets and panicked, wrapping himself tighter in his struggle to break free.His golden eyes found mine and he whined again, a sound of pure distress."Oh, Sh

Rogue povThe intimidating cold stone walls of the dungeon cell pressed in from all sides. I have been here for hours or days?… Time lost meaning in the dark, measured only by the guards' footsteps echoing down the corridor and the irregular meals that was as mm⁶ shoved through the bars.But I did not break. Would not break.Come rain or shine, I told myself, repeating the words like a prayer, even during the torture sessions by the beta. And luckily he never broke me…. At least for now. my master will save me. He had promised protection to those who served loyally. He had promised that our cause was greater than any one wolf, that our mission would reshape the whole kingdom itself.We believed.Because if we didn't, then what had any of this been for? The attack on the engagement ceremony, the careful planning, the explicit orders to avoid harming that omega girl ... .Elena, they called her, though we had known her by another name. All of it would mean nothing if I broke, if I spoke,

KIERAN povThe heavy oak door closed behind us with a solid thud. I moved to the window, staring out at the fortress grounds while Marcus stood at attention behind me. "Tell me everything," I commanded, my voice low. "Leave nothing out."Marcus's account was thorough and damning as well as shocking. He detailed Elena's accelerated healing, the way her scent had changed since their last meeting. When confronted, the fear in her eyes that spoke of hidden knowledge. He described the dead rogue's recognition, the moment of hesitation before the attack resumed."The pieces don't fit, Your Majesty," Marcus concluded. "An omega shouldn't heal that fast. A servant shouldn't provoke such specific interest from unintelligent rogues. And her reactions..." He paused. I remained silent, processing his words carefully. Marcus was right… the inconsistencies were glaring. But there was something he wasn't saying, something I could sense in the careful way he chose his words."You're holding somethi

Chapter 67: the accidentELENAThree days had passed since Anna's revelation, since Catherine started looking for me.I moved through the servants' quarters like smoke, timing my movements with obsessive precision. I knew Catherine's patrol routes now… had memorized them the way a prey animal learns the hunting patterns of predators. She comes through the west wing at dawn, the kitchens at midday, the servants' hall at dusk. I made myself scarce during those times, volunteering for the shifts no one else wanted. The graveyard hours. The thankless tasks that nobody would bother doing.I had stopped attending communal meals, stopped lingering in doorways to chat, stopped existing in any space where Catherine might find me.Unfortunately, tonight I wasn't so lucky. Mia cornered me and immediately assigned me to clean Kieran's private chambers…a task that usually filled me with a complicated knot of dread and something else I refused to name. Thankfully, the chambers were empty when I ar

Chapter 69: office confrotationKIERANThe glass exploded in my hand.I didn't realize I'd been squeezing it until shards bit into my palm, But the pain was small…a dull throb compared to the white-hot fury that was burning through my veins."Say that again," I said, my voice deadly quiet. "Slowly."Marcus stood at attention before my desk, his jaw tight, but I caught the flicker of something in his eyes… uncertainty, conflict. My Beta, for the first time, was struggling with something he couldn't voice."Elena Ashford has been arrested for theft and suspected conspiracy with the rogue forces," he said, his voice carefully measured. "The evidence was found in her possession…""Evidence that was *planted*!" Anna's voice rang out from where she stood near the window, her usual composure cracking. "Anyone with half a brain can see this was a setup!""Anna." My warning came out as a growl.She fell silent, but her eyes blazed with barely contained rage.Catherine sat in the chair across f