All Chapters of Once Rejected, Now Claimed By The Lycan King: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Theorone When I returned to the pack with Thor, I had expected to find it in chaos.This had been a planned attack on me… I knew it.The timing, my elite men not arriving, being surrounded by numerous assassins who had been sent to kill me—It was obvious, without me needing to tell anyone that it was.“Be strong, Alpha, we'll reach the pack soon and I will have all the healers on standby to attend to you,” my beta kept reassuring me, but I forced myself to wave my hand in the negative, trying to tell him not to bother about it.“We will return to the pack discreetly. I do not want anyone to know that I am back. Follow the secret passage and lead me in. Do not inform any healer about my injuries. I will recover on my own.”“But Alpha, you're gravely injured and weak. You forced yourself to transform and had barely managed to shift back into your human form. If no healer attends to you, it could turn fatal,” he resisted, trying to make me reconsider his actions of seeking a healer for

TheoroneI stayed inside the cave for a long time, Thor beside me in silence.The coldness of the cave pressed heavily against my skin while pain throbbed through every part of my body. Even breathing felt difficult, yet my mind refused to rest.“How were you able to fool the guards into not following us?" I asked him quietly.The question had been churning at the back of my head ever since we arrived here. No matter how long I stayed trying to recover even a little of my strength, I still couldn’t shake it off.The guards assigned to me were loyal. They took their patrol duties seriously and would never leave their positions carelessly.Yet somehow, Thor had managed to lead me out without them following." I learnt it from someone. She told me that I needed to create a diversion if I didn't want anyone to notice something I wanted to hide. Working on that advice, I had been able to create a diversion,” he simply said.I stared toward the entrance of the cave.It was empty and quiet,

ThroroneI couldn’t believe who my eyes saw when I stared at the secret passageway that led down to a room I didn’t know existed in the pack’s healer office.To me, I had thought this place had been abandoned and useless since there was no one guarding it. Or even anyone who seemed to be working there, given how old and shabby the place was.Thor had told me it was because Lycans had the power to heal themselves which was why these issues were not taken into heavy consideration, but I knew that was just an excuse to cover up Kathy, since I had learned that she was the one in charge of allocating funds to all the departments in the pack.“Bella,” I called in sheer surprise.She stood near a table with someone on top of it. I couldn’t identify who it was nor could I tell why she was standing there before them, nor what exactly she was doing. The dim torchlights around the hidden room danced across her face, making her look almost unreal in the darkness. Calm. Focused. Beautiful.“My alp

Bella's POV I helped Throrone ease out of his shirt as he sat on the bed, waiting silently for me to treat his wounds.The moment the fabric slipped from his body, my breath caught in my throat.He looked far too lethal, far too unreal, and for a second I found myself rooted to the spot, shamelessly staring at the hard lines of his abs and the broad expanse of his chest.Every scar across his skin only made him look even more dangerous. More untouchable.Such a marvelous creation, I thought before quickly forcing my attention back to reality.Throrone looked terribly wounded, and I couldn't stop wondering where he had been or how he had possibly ended up in such a condition.He was supposed to be strong. Untouchable. A man with a powerful wolf feared across the North.So how in the world had he been the one to end up like this?It didn't seem right.None of it did.But I dared not ask.Would he even answer if I did?Would he tell me what had happened to him?Would he tell me where he

JaxonI didn't know what to believe. Part of me wanted to cling to the fact that what I had come here for was somehow going to work out.I mean, it had to.I've been holding onto this for far too long for it not to.For too many nights, I had stayed awake thinking about this very moment. Too many risks had already been taken. Too many lies had already been told for everything to suddenly crumble apart now.“Did you really come here so that you can seek cooperation from the North?” Peony questioned and there was one thing I hated, being questioned.Especially by her.“Stop asking,” I whispered. I wasn't ready to hear her out nor did I want to even listen to what she wanted to say.Not when it would be the same.Not when it would just be her whining again.“I secretly followed you here because I found out you were coming here and wanted to give you support,” she said softly.She wasn't trying to seduce me once again like she had moments ago.She seemed to have pretty much snapped out of