All Chapters of TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

LyraI knew the palace would feel different the moment we approached the main gates, but I wasn't prepared for just how different.The gates opened before Raguel and I had even reached them, and a line of guards immediately straightened as we entered. Their eyes followed us as we drove past, but there was something else in their expressions now that I hadn't paid attention to before. Respect, perhaps, or curiosity. I couldn't tell anymore.Too many people had started looking at me differently since the prophecy became public, and I still hadn't figured out how I was supposed to respond to it. Every glance seemed to carry a question I didn't know how to answer, and every bow reminded me that something about my position in the palace had changed.We had barely got out of the car when several Alphas stepped forward and bowed. I slowed, confused by the sudden attention, and looked at Raguel, but before I could ask anything, one of them lowered his head and said, “Sovereign Luna.”My stoma

CharlotteThe council meeting had barely ended when I found Miguel waiting in the corridor outside the chamber. Most of the council members had already disappeared into their private discussions, leaving only a few guards and servants moving quietly through the palace. I could still hear the voices of the council members, low and agitated, as they continued arguing among themselves about everything that had just happened.The atmosphere in the corridor felt just as unsettled as it would have been inside the council chamber, and even though the meeting was officially over, it was obvious that the consequences of Raguel's decision were only beginning to unfold. The guards stationed along the corridor remained alert.Miguel was leaning against one of the stone pillars with his arms folded across his chest. He looked unusually relaxed considering what had just happened, but the moment he saw me, he straightened, his attention immediately settling on me. His expression was calm, almost too

LyraI had been looking for a book.That was the ridiculous part. I wasn't snooping through Raguel's study or deliberately searching for another secret. I had only wanted to find an old record I'd seen him use during one of our training sessions, something about controlling magical energy through focus. After what had happened in the garden, I needed every advantage I could get, and Raguel had been too busy dealing with the council to help me find it.His private study was quiet and orderly, with shelves filled with old books, maps covering one wall, and several locked cabinets that made his need for privacy obvious. Even as his wife, I still felt like I was trespassing.I searched the shelves, running my fingers along the spines until I found the section I remembered. The record wasn't there."Of course," I muttered, pulling out another book. "Why would anything in this house ever be where I expect it to be?"I placed the book on the desk and opened it, hoping to find the reference i

LyraI spent the next day avoiding Raguel.It wasn’t difficult at first. He was busy with the council, and I had no reason to go looking for him. I stayed in my room through breakfast, skipped the training session we usually had in the afternoon, and found excuses whenever one of the guards came to tell me that Raguel wanted to see me. By midday, I had rearranged the same three books on my table twice and read the first document so many times that I could remember several of the dates without looking.None of it helped.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the same words.My name. My bloodline. My abilities. Observations about my life that had been recorded before Raguel and I had ever met.I sat at the edge of my bed and opened the file again.The first few pages contained information I could have explained away. My family history, my childhood, places I had lived, things that might have been discovered through ordinary investigation. But as I continued reading, I found details that ma

LyraI rushed into the eastern settlement with Raguel's guards close behind me, barely noticing the people calling my name. The moment I saw the injured wolves being treated by healers, my chest tightened. There were too many of them, with torn clothes and blood on their faces and arms, while others were carried inside for treatment.I stopped beside one of the injured wolves. “What happened?”The young man looked up at me, his face pale. “Lady Lyra.”“Tell me what happened.”He swallowed. “They attacked us.”“Who?”“I don't know. They came from the forest.”I looked around at the broken windows, overturned tables, and deep marks across the wooden doors before another injured wolf caught my attention. A healer was wrapping his arm when he looked at me.“They weren't attacking everyone,” he said.I turned toward him. “What do you mean?”“They knew who we were.” He glanced at the others before meeting my eyes. “They said we had chosen the wrong side.”My stomach dropped. “Whose side?”“