บททั้งหมดของ The Lycan King's Captive: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Chapter 80: The CalamityELENAThe world around me suddenly came to a stop… nobles shouting, elders calling for order, the crowd pressing forward to witness the scandal, I heard none of it.Everything was muffled, distant, like I was drowning."HOW DARE YOU!" Marcus roared, but Catherine spoke over him, her voice cutting through the chaos."It's true, isn't it, Your Majesty? She warms your royal bed at night. How can you possibly render fair judgment when you have ties with the accused? When your objectivity has been compromised by...desires?""SILENCE!" Elder Rothgar's command finally brought order. When the hall had quieted, he fixed Kieran with a penetrating stare. "Is this true, Your Majesty? Have you formed a mate bond with the accused?"Every eye in the hall turned to the aMan on the throne.To Kieran, who sat rigid as carved stone, his hands gripping the armrests hard enough to make the wood creak. A muscle jumped in his jaw. For one heartbeat, I thought he might defend me. Mi

Chapter 82: Blood and HealingELENA“I want my mommy” The little girl's name was Sarah, and she was on the sick bed, dying.I have been tending the sick for three days now… it's been close to a week since my trial, and since the pandemic befell on the pack. And by magic and sorcery, Anna had somehow convinced Kieran to let me out of the cell temporarily to help in the infirmary under heavy supervision. They'd agreed, I suspected, because they were desperate. Every hand was needed, even a prisoner's.The work was exhausting and heartbreaking. I'd watched strong warriors reduced to helpless invalids. I had held the hands of servants as they slipped away, their families barred from entering by quarantine protocols. But I worked through it all with satisfaction.Finally, I felt a sense of purpose I have never felt in my entire life… to save lives.Even though every day that past might be my last day, I buried everything, my worry, the fact that kirean had never bothered to see me since

Chapter 84: the visitElena povPain exploded from my left cheeks.I stumbled backward, my hand flying to my stinging face. Around us, other nurses had stopped to watch, looks of shock on their faces."How dare you," Hilde hissed. "I have served this pack faithfully for decades. I have held more hands through death than you can imagine. And I will not be called incompetent by some suspicious outsider who refuses to explain her strange powers.""I don't have any powers!" The words burst out of me, too loud, too desperate. "I'm just trying to help! Why is that so hard to believe?""Because nothing about you makes sense," Petra said, her voice softer than Hilde's but no less certain. "You appear claiming to be the Alpha's fated mate, but you have no mark. You're accused of conspiring with rogues, but you work tirelessly to save pack members. You are a prisoner, yet you are here. Which is it, Elena? What are you really?"I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came out.Because I didn'

Chapter 86: office interrogationELENA POVThe walk to Kieran's study felt like a death march.Every step echoed in the silent corridor, each one bringing me closer to a confrontation I wasn't ready for. My wrist still burned where Lord Heidberg had gripped it, and my mind kept replaying his words, his touch, the way he had tried to manipulate me into revealing my secret.But thankfully Kieran had appeared, and at the right moment.“That's quite enough, Heidberg."The words had sent a shock through my entire system. After days of silence, of pretending I didn't exist, of abandoning me to face the trial on my own, suddenly he had come to save me from what would have my doom.*Watch out!*My wolf's warning came a split second too late.A blur of black fur shot down the corridor, moving with impossible speed. I barely had time to register what was happening before the massive body collided with mine.The impact drove the air from my lungs. I stumbled backward, arms flailing for balance,

Elena povThe stone floor was cold against my cheek.I had stopped using the bed on day three. Something about lying there, staring at the ceiling, made the walls press closer. Made the silence louder. So I had taken to the floor instead, my body curled against the base of the door where I could hear the guards shift outside.At least then I wasn't completely alone.The sound of footsteps approaching caught my attention… measured, deliberate. The third meal of the day, I guessed, though I had lost track of time. The sun barely reached my window anymore, or maybe I had just stopped looking.The sound of the door opening echoed, followed by a tray scraping against stone as it was set down. I didn't move."You should eat."I blinked. Derek… the stoic warrior who had been cycling through guard duty.. usually didn't speak to me whenever he came to drop my food."Not hungry," I mumbled."It is not a request." His voice was gruff. "Anna will have my head if you waste away on my watch."Anna.