บททั้งหมดของ The Lycan King's Secret Heirs : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Daisy The music was too loud, or maybe it wasn’t loud enough to drown out my thoughts.Laughter echoed through the hall, glasses clinked, voices rose and fell in celebration, but none of it touched me. It all felt distant, like I was watching someone else’s life unfold from the outside.Tonight was supposed to feel magical, like all weddings did, but, I couldn't help but feel like I'd just been roped in to something I couldn't quite understand yet. I moved through the crowd without really seeing anyone, my steps slow and aimless, and the weight of everything pressing down on my chest. Every now and then, someone would glance at me, some with curiosity, some with envy, others with something darker, but no one approached,no one came to congratulate me. Good.I didn’t think I could handle another word, another look, another reminder of what had just happened.Mate. The word echoed again in my head, just like it had at the altar.I'd heard it once, and like that wasn't traumatic enou

Caspian “Gone?” The word echoed in my head, but everything else… everything else went quiet.Not the kind of quiet that soothed, but the kind that warned.The room didn’t move, and the guard didn’t breathe. Even Octavian stilled behind me, and for a moment, I said nothing.I didn’t shout, I didn’t react, I just stopped completely,like I was having a hard time trying to figure out if what I'd heard was fucking true. The kind of stillness that made men regret being alive in the same space as me filled my bones, and then, I asked “Who was assigned to her?”My voice came out low and lethal, and the guard flinched like I had struck him.“M-my lord, there were four stationed outside the chamber and two along the corridor leading…”“I didn’t ask for numbers.” I cut him off, my gaze locking onto his. I knew there were soldiers guarding the hall for the ceremony, but they had a leader. “I asked who.”“Rylan, My Lord.” His throat bobbed. “He was leading the detail.”Rylan.I didn’t respo

Daisy The glass shattered at my feet, but I barely heard it. All I could see was him, and all I could hear was his voice.“I will keep killing… until she is returned to me.”My stomach twisted violently as the image burned into my mind. I saw the blade, the blood and the way he didn’t hesitate, all because of me.Like that wasn't enough, a chair scraped somewhere to my left, then another. Low voices started rising, not loud, not chaotic, but just enough to shift the air.“…did you see that?” someone muttered from behind. “…that’s him…” another voice chipped in. “…the girl…” someone gasped. My fingers curled slowly against the edge of the bar as something cold slid down my spine.“Don’t look.” I muttered to myself, but I looked anyway.A man stood near the far table, eyes flicking between the screen and me. Then another and another. Like that wasn't enough, a woman closer to the door leaned forward slightly, squinting like she was trying to be sure.My breath hitched as realiza

Daisy “Stop.”My voice didn’t come out as strong as I wanted, but it carried. It cut through the room anyway and in the blink of an eye, everything stilled. My breath hitched in my throat as every head turned and every breath held. .I stood at the entrance, my chest rising and falling too fast, my lungs still burning from the run, and my body screaming from everything I’d pushed it through to get here. Dirt clung to my skin, my dress hung in torn, uneven layers, and my feet…I didn’t even want to think about my feet. But none of that mattered,because my eyes locked on him.Caspian.He stood at the center of it all, one hand tangled in Nathan’s hair, forcing his head back, the other…..His claws were at Nathan’s throat. It was so close, too close I almost imagined what would have happened had I not arrived in time. For a second, no one moved. Not him, not me, and not anyone. Then something shifted. I felt it before I understood it. It was that same pull from before, but stronger

Daisy The door opened before I could reach for it, and the cool night air brushed against my skin, but it wasn’t the chill that made me hesitate.It was everything else.I stepped out slowly, my bare feet meeting smooth stone, and for a second I forgot how to breathe. The Montenegro Palace rose in front of me like something unreal.Massive didn’t even begin to cover it.It stretched high into the night, all sharp lines and towering walls, lit just enough to show its grandeur without softening it. Every inch of it spoke of wealth, but not the kind meant to impress, the kind meant to remind and almost suppress. This wasn’t a place you visited, this was a place that belonged to someone, and that someone…My gaze shifted slightly.…was standing right behind me.I swallowed, my chest tightening as I took another step forward, my eyes dragging across the structure again, trying to take it all in, and failing.It felt too big.Too controlled and too closed in, like no matter how open it