You can't go

Gaius grabbed the other two, groaning slightly under the weight. We practically ran out of the infirmary and up the wide stone steps leading to the main courtyard.The freezing night air hit my face the second we stepped outside.The courtyard was loud and full of movement. Fifty elite Northern soldiers were already mounted on massive, restless warhorses. Torches burned brightly along the walls. Cillian stood near the front of the pack beside his giant black stallion. He was dressed in thick black leather armor, with two heavy swords strapped to his back.A stable boy ran up to me, leading my own white horse by the reins.I handed the two heavy medical bags to a mounted soldier, who quickly tied them behind Gaius's saddle while two other men helped the old healer climb up onto a sturdy brown mare.I turned to my horse. I grabbed the leather saddle horn and lifted my boot to put it in the stirrup.A large, heavy hand closed around my upper arm, stopping me.I looked back. Cillian was s

The Poisoned Cure

[POV: Lord Varis]Lord Torin and Lord Kelan were still shouting at each other over the spilled wine on the floor. The other nine lords stood in the shadows, looking like beaten dogs."Be quiet," I said. I did not yell. My voice was flat and calm.Torin stopped shouting and looked at me. "He took all our gold, Varis! We have nothing left!""We have our heads still attached to our necks," I replied, walking back to the wooden table. I pulled out my chair and sat down. "Sit down. All of you. Stop acting like frightened children and start thinking."Kelan wiped the small drop of blood from his throat with his sleeve and slowly sat down on a wooden crate. The other lords followed, pulling up chairs around the table."Why are we not packing the horses?" Kelan asked quietly. "If the Northern guards send a bird to King Cillian, he will march an army down here.""And who is he going to march against?" I asked, resting my hands neatly on the wood. "Did you sign your name on that mercenary's bla

We will fasten his death

"The mercenary lied," I told them quietly. "Kaelen is still breathing. The poison paralyzed him, and he is dying slowly in the meeting hall. The castle healers do not know how to fix it.""Then we just wait," Kelan said, a small smile returning to his face. "If the healers cannot fix it, he will be dead by tonight anyway.""No," I said sharply. "A man like Kaelen survived twenty years in the mud and the cold. His body is too strong. What if he fights the poison off? Worse, what if the Northern guards already sent a message to King Cillian to bring his own healers? We cannot sit here and hope the poison finishes the job. We need to make sure he dies today."Torin frowned. "The Northern guards have the castle locked down, Varis. We cannot walk in there with a dagger.""We are not going to walk in with a dagger," I said. "We are going to walk in with a savior."I looked down the narrow street toward the lower market district."Think about our position," I told them, leaning forward on my

All Chapters of The Lycan King’s Hidden Male Omega: MM Romance: Chapter 191 - Chapter 193

You can't go

The Poisoned Cure

We will fasten his death