All Chapters of The Banished Mate Of The Lycan King: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

AthenaRaven had left with a clear warning ringing in my ears. She had made it obvious that she would expose me after I refused to admit that I was at the king’s office. I stood my ground and denied everything.I walked into the kitchen, trying to keep my composure. A few maids were busy with their duties, moving around as they prepared food. The air smelled of spices and freshly cut vegetables.“Is Zoey here?” I asked one of the maids who was standing by the counter, cutting onions.She glanced up at me briefly before shaking her head. “No, she stepped out for a bit. Said she wasn’t feeling well—something about a stomach upset. She went back to her room.”“Alright,” I said quietly.I turned and left the kitchen without saying anything else. As I made my way back to the building, I could feel my anger rising. My skin felt hot, my thoughts racing.I had been patient with Zoey, I had tried to understand her and give her space, even when she made things difficult. But this time, she ha

AthenaIt had been several days since my last encounter with the king, yet the fear had not left me for a second. Every waking moment, I kept thinking about those documents. What if he ask them to be printed again? The thought of being dragged into his infamous dungeon made me fear. I had heard too many stories about that place, none of them good.Because of this, I became extra careful. I planned my movements around his schedule, making sure I was never anywhere near him. I cleaned his chambers and office only when I was certain he had already left.That day was no different, the moment I saw him head toward his office, I quickly went to clean his apartment. I worked faster than usual, my mind restless the entire time. When I finally finished, I let out a quiet breath of relief and hurried back toward my room.Just as I turned the corner, I ran into Gabriel. He was standing with a few pack warriors, speaking to them in a low voice. The moment his eyes landed on me, he stopped mid-s

AzraelAfter long hours of intense training with the warriors, I sat in a meeting with the top fighters of the Pack. Everyone was tired but alert, gathered around to discuss our next major event—a new contest.This challenge would allow pack members to prove their strength and earn the chance to become warriors. Wolves from the smaller packs loyal to us would also be allowed to take part, though we planned to examine them first. Their family ties, history, and abilities would be tested carefully before they joined. For any wolf, taking part in this contest was considered a great honor; being chosen as a warrior was an even greater one.Theo, my trusted War Strategist, broke the silence first. “Sire, I think we should not allow members of the other packs to join this time,” he said, his tone sharp but respectful. “We already have too many problems to deal with. Letting more outsiders in could bring more spies into the kingdom. We still haven’t found all the ones causing trouble.”Matt,

AzraelI watched the last of Aurora’s blood slide down the tube and into my vein. Drop by drop, it entered me, Varek and my mother both watched the bag like hawks, and when the final red bead disappeared into the line, I saw relief. My mother’s shoulders dropped. I closed my eyes in relief too, this means Aurora is my true mate, all I have to do is learn to accept her.“It’s taking,” Varek murmured, almost to himself. “Your body is accepting it.”My mother squeezed my hand, beaming with a smile. Varek moved fast once the bag was empty. He clamped the line, slid the needle out of my arm with practiced ease, and pressed gauze to the puncture. “Done,” he said, taping it down. He stepped back, watching me.For a heartbeat, nothing happened, a small smile made it to my lips, happy that I would finally feel whole again. Then my body betrayed me.It started as a tremor. Small, in my hands. Then my arms, then my whole body was shaking, hard, like I was being electrocuted. My teeth clacked

AzraelThe door had barely clicked shut behind Athena when my mother’s voice cut through the room like a blade.“What did I just witness?” she asked as she stepped further in. Her eyes moved from the rumpled sheets to my face. “You and a maid.”I stared at her in confusion. My head was still heavy from sleep. The fever had burned through me before, and my thoughts were slow. I didn’t remember asking for her to come here. I definitely didn’t remember how she ended up curled up next to me.“You said earlier that I requested her presence,” I told her. My voice came out rough. Rougher than I wanted.She nodded. There was no softness in her face. “Didn’t you remember when you asked me to tell Patricia to send the maid to come clean?”I shook my head. I didn’t remember any of that. I would never want Athena or anyone else to see me like this. Weak, bleeding and Half-dead in my own bed. Why would I call for her?I closed my eyes and tried to keep my anger down. This had to be Ryker’s doing.