All Chapters of The Banished Mate Of The Lycan King: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

AthenaI slowly opened my eyes as consciousness returned. It felt like I had been asleep for a very long time. My body was heavy, and every muscle ached as I blinked several times, trying to focus on my surroundings.I looked around the room, confused. I didn't recognize the place. I couldn't remember how I had gotten there, and I was certain I had never been in a room like this before.I forced myself to think back, searching my memory for the last thing I could remember. Then it all came rushing back. I remembered being dragged out of my prison cell. Before I could even struggle, someone had cast a spell on me. My vision had gone dark almost instantly, and I had lost consciousness.I immediately tried to sit up, but I barely moved before I felt a sharp tug, I looked down. Both my wrists and ankles were chained tightly to the bed. Panic rushed through me.I pulled against the chains with all the strength I had left, hoping one of them would break. Instead, the metal dug painfully int

Athena"I... I couldn't tell you," Patricia said, her voice trembling. "The king already had his eyes on you, and his mother realized he had become obsessed with you. She asked us to arrange that trip with you, hoping that once he slept with you, he would get you out of his system."I stared at her in disbelief. "You spent days with me before we returned to the kingdom," I said. "You had plenty of opportunities to tell me the truth." My voice grew colder with every word. "Was all of that part of your plan? To push me closer to the king? To use me to steal the scroll? None of this makes any sense." I shook my head and glanced at Kael. "And I don't believe he's my mate. I don't feel anything. Absolutely nothing when I look at him."Patricia took a careful step toward me. "Athena, if you will just calm down and listen to me..."I turned my face away before she could come any closer, I didn't know why my emotions were so out of control. Maybe it was because Kael was nothing like the mate

AzrealMom and I exchanged glances before I spoke. “But the Treasure Mountain Clan was wiped out a long time ago,” I said. “There were no survivors.”Fiona slowly shook her head. “I doubt that's true,” she said. “Your mother told me about the footprints discovered along your borders. Your warriors found evidence that someone had been there, yet no one saw them enter the kingdom. The guards at the prison were never attacked, yet someone still managed to set the prison on fire.” She paused before continuing. “That level of magic... that's Treasure Mountain witchcraft.”I frowned as I thought about Marcus' confession. “But Marcus claimed Athena was from Treasure Mountain,” I said. “He said her father is Rowan Blackthorn, although I don't believe a single word that fool says.” I rubbed my jaw as I tried to make sense of everything. “Even if, for the sake of argument, he's telling the truth... why would they want to kill one of their own?”The more I thought about it, the less it made sens

AthenaI slowly opened my eyes. For a few seconds, I just lay there, trying to gather my thoughts. My head pounded so hard it felt like it would split open.I pushed myself up slowly and looked around, I was still inside the magic circle. The candles surrounding me were still burning fiercely, but that wasn't what caught my attention.The circle itself was on fire. Flames traced every line that had been drawn on the floor, glowing with an eerie light. I had never seen anything like it before. I stared at it in disbelief before taking a deep breath and closing my eyes.I focused on the fire, doing exactly what Evelyn had taught me from the old spell books she had given me. Instead of panicking, I reached for the magic inside me and imagined the flames slowly dying out. One by one, the candles went out, the fire surrounding the circle faded until the room fell silent.I opened my eyes, Patricia and Evelyn were standing at the far end of the room, staring at me with wide eyes. Neither of

AthenaI slammed the ancient book shut with a loud thud and pushed it across the table in frustration. The sound echoed through the living room, drawing the attention of the few people studying alongside me. They looked up for a brief second before quietly returning to the old books spread out in front of them.Only a handful of us possessed witch abilities, and for the past few days we had done nothing except train under Evelyn's supervision. Ever since the letter had been sent to Azrael, every waking hour had been dedicated to preparing while we waited for his response. There was no time to relax. Every day was filled with lessons, meditation, spell practice, and studying ancient texts that seemed impossible to understand.I was mentally and physically drained. "I am exhausted. My powers already hurt. Why do I have to train so hard every single day?" I asked, rubbing my temples as my head throbbed from trying to memorize another page filled with complicated symbols.Evelyn walked ov