All Chapters of The Lycan King Stolen Heirs: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

IrinaI had to think of another way, a safer way to execute this plan.“Look, Alden, there has to be another way. It might be unsafe, but please think of something else. What if I go to the west? It's quiet there and people barely leave there.” Alden scoffed.“The western king is my brother's lap dog, what do you think? The Alpha of the west is just a face, Irina. My brother rules that territory. He’s like a damn godfather.” Alden said.But then again, where can I possibly run to? “So tell me this, there is nowhere in the realm that’s safe for me and my kids except the human realm? I won’t do that, not to me, not to my kids.” I fired back.He let out a sigh then went back to the bar.“Irina, you are the one that decided to run. I didn’t force you. You came to me telling me you wanted to run. How could you do that without thinking of a way out, or do you think you can just walk up to my brother and demand your freedom?” Now he was getting annoyed.I stepped back and lowered my head.“A

King SebastianAlden and I walked all the way back to my study, then shut the door behind us.“Now tell me all you know, I want to know every bit of it, who is after her and how you knew too.” I pulled out a seat, then showed him to one as well.“First of all, before you say anything, I want to confess something to you.” He began.“You have to promise me you wouldn’t take it out on her, she is innocent, and all she wanted was happiness.”His statement made me edgy. Did he sleep with Irina? He must have slept with her even when I told him she was off limits.“How dare you.”“Let me finish before you cut my head off, I didn’t sleep with her if that’s what you are thinking, she wouldn’t even let me if I tried.”It felt as though I was tossed into a cooling fountain. My entire body collapsed back on my seat.“If you weren’t my brother, I would have commanded your execution and I would have done it myself, you are two seconds away from having your head chopped off your body.” I sighed in r

Irina“Very simple, we will get bodies from the nearest morgue, three bodies.” He said.Alden was full of surprises, one could barely predict his next move or his next word.“Morgue?” I asked to confirm, because he couldn’t possibly be serious, every wolf has a scent. If his plan was to escape with a dead body then it was stupid.“Yes, it’s just an hour from the pack house, people die every day. We will just go there and get some as souvenirs, they would be of good use.” He sounded so carefree for a man who was barely himself seconds ago.“Okay, let’s get this straight now. You want to go to the pack morgue, tell the keeper to give you dead bodies, and did you say three? Why three?”“Because I am bringing someone with me, my new lover.” His pale cheeks reddened.“Lover? Since when?”He looked away, I noticed him smirking before turning back to me. “The whore at the club, that night you met Ridge.”“You mean the lady you fucked beside me?” I folded my hands, I couldn’t hide my amusemen

IrinaAlden was going to go to the morgue and bring corpses for the three of us, and while he was out, he suggested I gather whatever I would need before we leave.Which was nothing.I came here in a wretched blue dress and a locket. The only thing more valuable than my locket was my kids, and I was going to leave with them.I didn’t want anything in the pack. I didn’t want to start my new life with a reminder of the old one.And while Alden went out to search for the right corpses that might fit our descriptions, I took my time to arrange my thoughts while strolling around the pack.I held my hands behind my back. After today I would no longer have Greta’s food, and she would no longer wake me up in the morning.I would have to eat on the long table and learn odd table manners in order not to provoke the king or anyone else at the table.I never thought there would be anything to miss here until now.I remembered when I walked out of my room. I was hungry after Greta gave me fruits a

IrinaI should really go back, it’s not safe out there. Those gunshots, I had no idea where they were coming from.Some aggressive protesters might see me as a threat and then shoot me.I should leave.“Justice!” someone else yelled from a distance. I could feel the thumping of their feet on the cold ground, and I should have taken it as a warning, but I could feel the king was near.My wolf connected to his wolf, and I sensed how paranoid he was. I had to see him.I braced myself and I walked forward, every step took me further to the scene of the crime until I saw the protesters at the far end. All of them were marching towards where I stood.Then behind them was a man with a long gun. He shot it to the sky again, and my entire body shook aggressively.The sound of it alone gave me the creeps.I held onto the dagger on my waist, then I began to walk toward the crowd. As they walked forward, my eyes searched for the king.There were guards marching and vandalizing properties as they