All Chapters of TRIBUTE TO THE LYCAN KING: The Ironblood Heiress: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

VAELARIONI did not remember deciding to move, my body just did, my feet dragging me forward like something inside me had taken over. The moment I stepped fully into the corridor, the world felt like I did not belong in it. It was too loud and too quiet at the same time, every sound was now sharp and every scent became stronger than it should be, and right in the middle of it all was that cursed voice, growing louder, pressing harder, filling my head until it was all I could hear."Find her." It came again. The words did not sound like words anymore, they felt like claws scratching against the inside of my skull, pulling me forward, pushing me faster, and I did not fight it, not fully, because a part of me already knew resisting it would only make it worse.A guard stepped in front of me, “My king...” He tried to say but that didn’t stop me. My hand shot out and shoved him aside with enough force to send him crashing into the wall, the sound of bone hitting stone echoing down the h

SERAPHINA Nothing changed for a second, then he lifted his faze slowly to meet mine again. “Stay with me,” I said softly, tears slipping down my face. “You can’t leave me like this.”His fingers twitched weakly in mine. It was a small movement but it was something.Behind me, I could hear the guards whispering softly amongst themselves, they seem unsure and afraid, even Cleyton had gone quiet, watching closely like he was waiting for something.“Do something,” I said, my voice breaking as I looked at him. “Please, do something.”Cleyton stepped closer slowly. “There is only one thing left to try,” he said.My heart dropped, “What?” I asked.He looked at me carefully. “Stay close to him,” he said. “And whatever happens, do not let go.”I nodded quickly, even though I did not understand, and fear was still wrapped tightly around me. I leaned closer to Vaelarion, my hand still holding his, my other resting lightly against his chest as if I could feel his heartbeat, and keep it steady.

ISOLDE"What ritual?!" My heart pounded fast as the question escaped my lips. Instead of answering me, he just stared like he was examining me, then a wide smile spread across his lips. I watched as he turned around and crouched near the scattered remains, his movements were unhurried, like someone working through a process he had perfected long ago, and when his hand dipped into one of the dark-filled bowls, I realized with a sharp twist in my stomach that it wasn’t just liquid.It was blood that had been collected, measured and used. He dragged his fingers through it slowly, then began to trace something onto the ground. It looked he was drawing some symbols. I couldn’t understand them yet somehow it felt as though I could. He made out shapes that curved and intersected in ways that made my head ache if I stared at them for too long. The metallic scent thickened, suffocating me but I had to force myself not to look away.Every line he drew connected to another, the marks formi

ISOLDEJust when I thought I might have unlocked something inside, the hybrid, he got up without another word. He wouldn't look at me for another minute. It took me a while to notice that something about him had changed. It wasn’t obvious at first, just a subtle change that crept in quietly. The way his shoulders tensed, the way his expression hardened, and the way his eyes moved over me without the same intensity as before. There was an unmistakable look of irritation in his eyes. It unsettled me more than it should have.“What is it?” I asked, my voice softer than I intended, still carrying the remnants of something I didn’t want to name.He didn’t answer. He just reached for his cloth instead, wrapping it around his waist with a kind of ease that felt too detached, too indifferent, like what had just happened meant nothing to him, like I meant nothing.That thought sat wrong in my chest.“Knox.”This time he looked at me, properly, his gaze dragging over my body in a way that ma

SERAPHINA It felt as though the entire world had stopped running in its natural order. I couldn’t feel my fingers even when I wrapped my hands around myself. My fingers felt dead to me, but that wasn't even the worst part about all of this. There was something else that had started out as a feeling, it was quiet and subtle, like something shifting beneath my skin, something I couldn’t see but could definitely feel, and the more I tried to ignore it, the stronger it became. I sat up slowly and unwrapped my fingers around myself and pressed them against the edge of the bed as I tried to steady myself.“What is this…” I whispered.I could feel something breathing inside of me, like something that had always been there but had been sleeping, and had now finally decided to wake up, and now that it had, it refused to be ignored. My breathing deepened as I became more aware of it, the energy moving through me. I stood up, the moment my feet touched the ground, it hit me again, stronger