All Chapters of The Lycan King Stolen Heirs: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

IrinaAmelia was every shade of evil and self-obsessed, but she did know how to gain interest. I would give her that.I turned back to her."Tell me."Her eyes glinted with mischief, and the corner of her lips hung in a slight smirk.She pulled out a seat, then poured liquor for herself.Her delay made my patience thin.I wanted to know why the King came back, why the helpers were all on lockdown."Are you going to tell me or not? I don't have all day," I insisted.But she rolled her eyes, then placed the glass to her lips."Oh, the young wolf is giving orders," she teased while smiling.I didn't want to wait around on her talking about the vacation. I didn't have time for that.Knowing how cunning she might be, whatever information she wanted to give wasn't going to be for my benefit."You know what? Whatever it is, I would figure it out anyway. I will ask the King w

King Sebastian."The stat is back. None of the rogues survived. We checked the neighboring towns and no one came across seeking asylum. They are all dead. All one thousand of them. were found on the land, some were found about a mile away, dead, and must have bled out, whoever attacked them had enough information to surround them and kill them "The weight of the news settled heavily on me. One thousand innocent rogues. All killed for what."I want every worker here singled out and personally investigated. They should know that nothing on the culprit will be tolerated. Not just that, I want them living under enough pressure that whoever snuck into my hold and took that survey of the land has nowhere comfortable to hide."It was even worse than I had thought. I knew the rogues were inhabiting that land but I never imagined there were that many. A thousand wolves was enough to build a functioning pack if they had wanted to.Someone had singled them out and killed every last one of them.

IrinaMe having this child in my womb was enough. He doesn't have to know, at least not yet.“Okay,” I muttered into his chest. His hands ran up my body, then down my back. His fingers brushed against my lips, slowly moving the tip of his fingers across the edge of them.It soothed me just like it did back when we traveled. He was different then. He was calmer, just like he was now. He was everything I wished he could be, and I loathed the knowledge that it wasn’t long-lasting.“When will you and I go back to the penthouse?” I dared to ask.His fingers stopped moving, and for a second I almost believed he was pissed that I asked. I was at the edge of apologizing when he pulled me by the chin.He leaned toward my lips and kissed me gently. My body trembled vulnerably.I leaned in to kiss him even more, but his head fell back. A sigh escaped his lips as he brushed my hair back.“We can't. I am too caught up now.”His voice came out hoarse and tired. He kissed me again on my forehead.He

Irina“Lady Irina, are you there?” I heard someone's voice from behind the door. I quickly recognized it to be Greta. I quickly stood up, wiped my eyes, then opened the door.The king must have sent her.I opened the door and found her standing in my room. “Hello, Greta.” I said with a small smile. I missed her little wrinkled face and her fierce look, but she looked different.“Hello, Irina. I heard you were back. I had to come look for you myself,” she said with a warm smile. “How was your trip, my dear girl?” she added while reaching out to me and pulling me closer to her.She hugged me, then held me at arm's length.Her eyes met mine, and I could see the little bruise at the corner of her eye, the tear on her lip. She didn’t look her usual vibrant self even though she was smiling.She looked stressed, with a little more wrinkles than when I left for the East. “Are you okay? You don’t look so good, Greta,” I said, thi

Irina.Alden held his nose as he threw his head back. Blood pooled in his hands.Seeing him struggle with the pain I tried to reach out and hold him but he stepped back."You are just going to punch me again!" He whined. "When did you become so strong?""I am sorry, I didn't mean to, I swear, I just. Oh Alden I am sorry, hey." I tried to hold him again, guilt tearing its way through me. I hadn't meant to but he was bleeding way too much."I was scared." I said. "I thought you were someone else. I didn't sense you." He still wouldn't let me touch him but he stopped pinching his nose and let his bloodied hand drop.I had broken his nose."Is it that bad?" He asked, noticing how my face had contorted at the sight. I shook my head but it was a lie. He looked terrible. It was just like the time King Sebastian had hit him.I hadn't even thought I was capable of landing a blow that strong. Strong enough to break the no