Lahat ng Kabanata ng TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Lyra“You did the right thing, Lyra,” Egret’s voice purred smugly inside my head. “You turned away from the trap.”I slammed the door of our suite shut behind me and pressed my back against the wood, my hands flying up to massage my temples as an ache began to bloom in my head.My chest was heaving.“You need to calm down,” Egret said.“Shut up!” I screamed aloud into the empty room, my voice cracking. “Just shut up! Leave me alone!”I made my way across the room and caught my reflection in the mirror—wild-eyed, terrified, looking every bit as unhinged as I felt.“Shut up!” I yelled again.“Lyra, I know you're scared.”I covered my ears despite knowing it was pointless.“Stop talking.” I broke down in a sob. “I’m losing my goddamn mind.”A knock sounded at the door and it opened before I could respond.Raguel walked inside.The moment he saw me, he stopped and his expression immediately shifted from concern to alarm. His eyes darted around the room, then landed back on me.“Who are yo

Lyra He pulled me up so my back was pressed against his chest, causing his dick to slip from between my thighs with a wet sound. I looked up at him and caught a faint smirk playing on his lips. He lifted a hand, tracing the line of my jaw, his thumb brushing over my lower lip. “I want you to taste yourself on my lips,” he whispered, the words barely audible in the silent room, sending a jolt of heat through my exhausted body. I nodded immediately. His smirk widened. “Greedy girl,” he rumbled before lowering his head and capturing my mouth in a demanding kiss. His lips crushed mine, and I parted them instantly, inviting him in. His tongue swept into my mouth, and I tasted it immediately. I could taste the salty tang of his cum and the musky sweetness of my own pussy, all mixed into one unique flavor. I moaned into his mouth, my hand fisting in his hair, holding him to me. The sticky mess between my thighs seemed to pulse with renewed heat, and I felt another wave of wetness coat my

RaguelThere was something deeply irritating about sitting through an Alpha summit after the night I’d had.I was physically present.Mentally?I was upstairs wondering if Lyra had eaten breakfast.It was pathetic.I sat at the head of the conference table while the remaining alphas sat around me. Omar, unfortunately, looked particularly energetic and that alone was suspicious.He adjusted his heavy signet ring before folding his hands together and smiling. “I’d like to raise an issue.”Wonderful.I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at him. Instead, I leaned back in my seat. “By all means.”He looked around the room before his gaze came back on me. “I think we should discuss what happened yesterday.”My expression remained neutral but on the inside, however, I was boiling.“What about it?”“With all due respect, King Raguel…” His tone was mocking but I let it slide. “The scene was a disgrace to our entire lineage. The girl screamed and ran off.”He shrugged.“I propose to the council

Lyra“Lyra, move!”Emily grabbed my hand, her fingers digging into my skin around my wrist as she pulled me forward. “Come with me. Now.”I resisted immediately. “No.”“We have to get you out of here, Lyra.”“I’m not leaving him.”I looked over my shoulder.Raguel was trapped halfway through a shift. He was fighting like a man possessed but he was slower than he had been on the night I was attacked at the packhouse. It looked like he was losing the battle.“Emily…” I tried to pull away from her grip. “We can’t leave him! Emily, let me go!”“And disobey the order of my Alpha? No!” Emily yelled. Her face was covered with sweat as she practically dragged me toward the hidden exit. “He ordered me to get you out! If you die, you know what dies with you? Our entire lineage!”We were only a few steps from the doors when someone lunged at us.Before Emily could even react, a rogue grabbed her and threw her across the room. A choked gasp left my lips as her body collided against the wall with

LyraThe tension in the council room was so thick it felt like I was suffocating. All the pack alphas sat stiffly around the long oak conference table, their eyes fixed on Raguel, who sat at the head of the table with his hands clasped in front of him. I sat right beside him, feeling like a fish out of water.The silence stretched for a while. Finally, one of the Alphas—whose name I learned was Maximus—cleared his throat.“The news report regarding the car accident was a wise diplomatic move, Alpha Raguel,” Maximus said quietly. “But within these walls, we must address the reality of what occurred at the Summit. You executed Omar on the spot. What you should have done was to render him weak and then bring him before the court so we could hold a formal trial and punish him according to our laws.”Raguel simply tilted his head towards the speaker. “Which court, Maximus? The same court that watched a troop of rogues attack us?”Maximus shifted uncomfortably, looking down at his hands. “T