Semua Bab Rejected and Banished: Claimed by the Lycan King: Bab 51 - Bab 56

LYRAThe war room was really quiet. I mean I thought it would be noisy. It was not. It was like everyone in the room was waiting for me to say something. They were all focused on what I would doThere were maps over the table. They showed where the borders were, where our supplies were coming from and where the tunnels were. It was like I could see the thing like I could control it all. The Stormclaw territory was right in front of me. I felt like I could just tear it apart if I wanted to.Ares was standing next to me watching the room. He did that a lot lately like he was waiting for something to happen. It was of annoying but it was also nice to know that he was looking out for me.Then Darric came in. He was walking fast like he had something to say. He stopped at the table. Put a letter in front of me. It was sealed,. There was no mark on it no wax crest or anything. That was weird."Where did this come from?" I asked him."It was found in your chambers " he said.The room got rea

KAELI found Serena before the sun came up.I was not looking for her. I guess the universe wanted me to find her quickly.Serena was standing alone in the corridor looking at something in her hands.It was a letter of course.We always seem to find letters and secrets people have written on pieces of paper, trying to make the lies seem hurtful.She looked up when she heard my boots coming.For a moment, I saw her trying to figure out what my face was telling her.She knew this was not going to be a nice conversation.It was nice to see her worried for a change."Kael " she said. She did not smile.That was interesting.Maybe she was finally learning that she could not just smile and make everything okay.I stopped a foot away from her.I did not want to get close.I did not want to touch her.There was a time when I did not mind being near her. That was a big mistake."How long?" I asked her directly.I did not want to play games or waste time."How long have you been working with th

LYRAThe war room was the place I wanted to be in. I was not afraid of it though. I had rebuilt myself in rooms like this. Stone walls, maps with edges, candlelight, strategy blood drying somewhere nearby. War made sense to me. War was honest. It asked for something. Took it simple and clean.Family on the other hand, was where things got complicated. I stared at the woman across from me. I could not decide whether to hug her, interrogate her, or accuse someone of playing with my mind. She looked like me. Not fully not enough to be comforting just enough to be unsettling. We had the eyes, the same sharp cheekbones, and the same silver threaded through our dark hair.The difference was how she held herself, like she had spent years surviving rooms built to kill her, not physically but strategically. I recognized that posture instantly. Ares stood near the door, not intruding, not leaving his arms crossed, his face unreadable, but I felt his attention moving between us like a blade test