All Chapters of Sold To The Lycan King Who Ruined Me. : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Adrian I stood in front of the window for so long the candles behind me had almost burned out completely.The forest beyond Silvercrest stretched endlessly beneath the night sky, dark and silent. Somewhere out there, Noah was alone.The thought clawed at my chest without mercy.Blood dripped slowly from my palms onto the floor beneath me. I hadn’t even realized how hard my fists were clenched until the metallic scent reached me.I barely felt the pain, all I could feel was the bond.Every second Noah stayed away from me felt like something tearing deeper into my ribs. I should have noticed sooner, the signs had been there, his sudden sickness and the way he avoided me.A low growl built in my chest again.Soft footsteps approached behind me carefully. “My King…”I didn’t turn around immediately.The servants had started sounding terrified every time they spoke to me now.Good.Maybe fear would make them useful.“What?”Elara stepped farther into the room. I caught her reflection fain

Adrian Noah’s words stayed in my head long after the hall fell silent.The truth of it sat heavy in my chest.For years, people had feared me, obeyed me, bowed their heads the second I entered a room. Nobody questioned my decisions because nobody dared to.But Noah did.Even terrified, chained to a chair between two Alphas, he still looked me in the eyes and told me exactly what I was.And the worst part?He was right.I stared at him from where I still knelt in front of him. His face was flushed from crying, silver-grey eyes filled with anger and exhaustion. The ropes around his wrists had rubbed his skin raw.The sight made something ugly twist inside me.I had done that, maybe not the ropes themselves, but everything that led him here? That belonged to me.Elias leaned lazily against the shattered table nearby, wiping blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.“You heard him,” he said smugly. “He doesn’t want you.”My patience snapped instantly.I surged to my feet and crosse

NoahThe room felt unbearably after everything.My body ached all over, every movement pulled at sore muscles while exhaustion sat heavily in my bones. The blankets tangled around my legs smelled like sweat, Alpha pheromones, and something deeper that made my stomach twist uneasily.I stared blankly at the ceiling, breathing slowly.Neither Adrian nor Elias spoke at first but the tension between them filled the room so thickly it felt hard to breathe through.I could feel both of them watching me.Waiting.Like I was some prize dragged onto a battlefield and the thought made something cold settle inside my chest.Beside me, Elias shifted slightly, one arm still wrapped possessively around my waist. Across from us, Adrian sat near the edge of the bed, shoulders tense beneath the dim candlelight.His eyes stayed fixed on me.“You let him touch you.” His voice cut sharply through the silence.I looked at him slowly.Adrian’s jaw tightened hard enough that I could see the muscle ticking b

Adrian The cold had settled into my bones hours ago, but I barely felt it anymore.The ancient archives beneath Silvercrest Palace were silent except for the sound of turning pages and the occasional crackle from the dying torches fixed against the stone walls. Dust floated through the air each time I pulled another forgotten scroll from the shelves.I rubbed a hand over my face and leaned back against the chair.My chest burned.No—burned wasn't enough to describe it.It felt like claws were tearing through me from the inside. I pressed my palm harder against the ache.Noah.The rejection still sat inside me like poison, I could still hear his voice."I reject you."The words hadn't just reached my ears; they had carved themselves into my flesh. I shut my eyes for a moment, which turned out to be a bad idea.Immediately, Noah's face appeared in my mind. The tears in his eyes, the betrayal, the way his hand had rested over his stomach protectively.My child.My jaw tightened.I opene

EliasI sat in my study, the documents Elena had brought spread across the desk, and as I read, a slow smile spread across my face. Clara’s family had spent generations controlling the curse, manipulating kings, lying, and removing anyone who got too close to the truth, and now the path was clear. With Noah and the child he carried, I could shape the curse on my own terms. Silvercrest would weaken while Redfang rose stronger, and the key to all of it rested in my hands. Noah was the linchpin, the one who would secure the future of the Lycan bloodline under my rule. I leaned back, thinking of how easy it would be to bend him to my will, how simple it would be to make him rely entirely on me.When I went to his room that night, guards stationed outside as usual, I watched him sleep, the way his hand rested lightly over the curve of his belly, how small movements caused a shadow to cross his features.He had no idea what he carried or what it meant, he had no idea how dangerous his ex