All Chapters of The Lycan King Stolen Heirs: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

“Irina, can you explain why there is a dead man in my house?” Daniel’s voice says calmly. Too calmly.A few seconds after Dr. Grey’s unconscious body fell out of my closet, Jenny finally decided to scream and alert the whole house. Moments later, the kids were sent to their rooms, his body was dragged to the living room and I was sat on a chair to be interrogated.“Maybe this is a werewolf thing, honey.”, Jenny says, probably trying to convince herself more than she was trying to convince her husband.“You know…” she continues. “Like the way cats bring in dead birds and rats to their owners sometimes. Except, this one is a human being.” She looks like she is on the verge of a meltdown and I can’t really blame her.“He’s not dead. I swear he’s just knocked out.” I try to plead my case.“So is that what you do now?” Daniel’s voice rises a bit.Good. It’s better for me to know that he’s angry than for me to not know what h

Daniel doesn’t waste a second before pulling Devi and I into an abandoned narrow street.He casts a wary look over his shoulder and I do the same, trying to ensure we don’t have anyone hot on our tails.The moment we both confirm that we are not being followed, Daniel turns to face me with a light crease between his brows that look either concerned or confused.“Who did you see. Or rather, who saw you?” he asks“It was Xander.” I reply. “I don’t know if he recognized me though”“Then we need to keep moving”, Daniel huffs while a very confused looking Devi stands off to the side.I once told Daniel mu backstory and how my first mate, Xander had brutally rejected me. Devi, however didn’t know of any of this.We keep walking on our way, trying to feel as discreet as possible but I can feel Devi’s eyes boring holes into the back of my skull. She has a million questions but we don’t have the time to answer her until we are su

King Sebastian I sent Xander out of the gates even after he literally begged me to let him stay. I told him to come back when he loses the ego and I ready to address me as his king. He said something about having other important issues to discuss, most of them revolving around Irina. I didn’t think I had the mental capacity to handle that kind of conversation. Not after everything he said. Could it be true? Could it actually be possible? Would Irina fake her death just to get away from me? Even if she did, where would she possibly go? She has no family. No pack. Last I checked, her parents were dead and Alden wasn’t around to do anything for her anymore. Not that I don’t believe that she can handle herself, it just seems unlikely that she would be able to survive out there with nobody to help her. No house to stay. Everyone already knew who she was. If they ever saw her in publ

Jenny is already done with dinner by the time we get home and she even set the table for one extra. She assaults Devi with a huge hug the moment we walk through. “Don’t worry. It’s normal. Jenny is a hugger.”, I explain to Devi with more fondness in my voice than I even expected. These humans are growing on me much more than I expected. At dinner, Devi scarfs down the servings of food that she is given and I realize she was probably earning way less money than she was letting on. This is probably what I looked like to the king the first time I ate food at the palace. When she finally looks up from her plate, she smiles sheepishly at all of us. I give her a reassuring smile back. There is nothing I want more right now than to make her understand that I know what it’s like. That she’s not alone. But we didn’t really have time for chitchat. She said there was a tournament being held by the king that she was looking forward to. We needed to do this checkup and be done with it befor

King SebastianThey killed him.I take a break for one second and there’s an entire massacre because of my short absence.I ask some of the witnesses for a detailed report on exactly what happened while I was gone for all but an hour.What was his name again? Dexter? Dean?A woman comes forth from the crowd, screaming and sobbing.My son!” she cries out loud.“My boy!”, she screams and writhes, clenching at the boy’s bloodied up body, no doubt hauntingly cold and limp in her arms.“Dalton?”, a little girl comes through the crowd, clutching the hem of her dress with tears streaming down her cheeks.Dear goddess. His name was Dalton. This girl is too young to see this. She must be his younger sister. A stab of understanding goes through me at the sight of them. And I instantly bark out an order.“Everyone out!”The spectators all filter out of the palace gates and the contestants retreat back into the palace.I’ll punish them accordingly later.The woman remains on the floor, clutching