Todos los capítulos de Sold To The Lycan King Who Ruined Me. : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Tyrene I stood by the tall window of my chambers, my fingers curled tightly around the cold stone ledge as I watched the courtyard below.The night air pressed against the glass, but it did nothing to cool the rage burning beneath my skin.Below, wolves moved through the courtyard carrying weapons and supplies. Guards patrolled the walls in greater numbers than usual. Stormhaven was preparing for war.Preparing because of him.Always because of him.My gaze drifted toward the guest wing where Noah's room was located, even from a distance, I could picture him perfectly.His pale face, his innocent eyes, the way everyone looked at him as though he were some helpless creature that needed protecting.A bitter laugh almost escaped me.Noah always managed to make people pity him, he always managed to make them choose him. Even when he had nothing, people gave him everything.The memory of Kael's attention toward him made my jaw tighten.The Alpha barely tolerated most people, yet somehow N

AdrianThe moment Noah disappeared into the wagon, I felt something inside me snap.I turned on Elias so fast that he barely had time to react. My hand grabbed his collar and slammed him against the nearest tree. The impact shook loose a shower of leaves."You touched him."Elias's eyes widened for half a second before his own rage surfaced. He shoved me back hard enough that I stumbled."Touched him? I saved him from you!""You kidnapped him!" My voice thundered through the clearing. "You took my mate, my child, and you locked him away!"Elias laughed bitterly. "Your mate? The same one you rejected in front of everyone? The same one you treated like property?"My fist connected with his jaw before I could stop myself. His head snapped to the side, and I felt a vicious satisfaction when I saw blood trickle from his lip.But he recovered fast. Too fast.He came at me with a snarl, his claws already half-extended. I blocked his first swing, but his second caught me across the ribs. Pain

NoahThe wagon lurched beneath me as I pressed myself into the corner.My wrists were still bound, the ropes digging into my skin every time I moved. My body ached from the rough ride, and my stomach felt hollow with hunger and fear.But I didn't make a sound.I had learned long ago that silence was sometimes the only weapon I had left.The wagon stopped suddenly. I heard voices outside, familiar and unwelcome."Open it."Elias's voice.The back of the wagon swung open, and moonlight flooded in. I blinked against the brightness, refusing to look up."Get him out."Hands grabbed my arms, pulling me upright. I stumbled as my feet hit the ground, but I didn't try to steady myself. Let them drag me. Let them carry me. I didn't care anymore.Elias stepped in front of me, his green eyes burning with barely contained fury."Look at me."I stared at the ground."I said look at me!"His hand grabbed my chin, forcing my face upward. I met his eyes for one second, then looked away again.Elias's

NoahThe wagon lurched beneath me, and my stomach rolled with it.I pressed a hand against my mouth and breathed through my nose, trying not to be sick. The morning sun was too bright, the road too bumpy, and my body too exhausted to handle any of it.The baby shifted inside me, a slow roll that made me gasp."You're okay," I whispered. "We're okay."I didn't believe it. But I needed to say it anyway.The wagon hit another rut, and I groaned. My back ached constantly now, a dull throb that never quite went away. My wrists were raw from the ropes, my throat dry from thirst.I hadn't eaten in almost a day.The wagon stopped suddenly. I heard footsteps approaching, heavy and deliberate.Then the back swung open, and Adrian's face appeared."You're sick."I looked away. "I'm fine.""You're pale. You're shaking." He climbed into the wagon, and I pressed myself against the wall. "When did you last eat?""Doesn't matter.""It matters to me."I laughed bitterly. "Since when?"Adrian's jaw tig

NoahI woke with a jolt.Something was wrong. I felt it deep in my bones, a primal warning that made my wolf stir beneath my skin. My eyes snapped open, and I lay perfectly still, listening.The wagon had stopped. Outside, I could hear the murmur of voices—Adrian and Elias, their tones low and tense. The sound of horses shifting restlessly.And something else.Something in the trees.My wolf pressed against my skin, alert and protective. I felt a low growl building in my chest before I could stop it.I sat up slowly, my hand pressed against my stomach. The baby shifted uneasily, as if sensing my fear."What is it?" I whispered.My wolf didn't answer. But it didn't need to.I knew something was out there.I climbed out of the wagon carefully, ignoring the ache in my back. The guards barely glanced at me—they were too busy watching the treeline.Adrian and Elias stood a few feet away, their bodies tense, their hands resting on their weapons."Get back in the wagon," Adrian said without