All Chapters of The Lycan Twins Runaway Mate: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Keren’s POVTo keep the pack from panicking too early, Ford and Fabian stood close to me, their shoulders relaxed. They kept their expressions calm, pretending this was just a normal tribal meeting.Old Raymond, the head healer, stood near the back of the stage. Before Ford stepped to the microphone, I caught Raymond leaning in, his face ugly with a scowl. "This is a terrible mistake, Alpha," Raymond whispered harshly, his voice full of spite. "You are about to embarrass yourself and the royal line in front of the entire pack. They will never accept this."Ford didn't even turn his head. He just shifted his shoulder, completely blocking the old man out.The entire hall buzzed with nervous whispers.Then Ford stepped forward.Instantly the room quieted.The effect he had on people never stopped amazing me.“Thank you all for coming.”His calm voice carried easily across the hall.“I know the last twenty-four hours have caused concern.”Concern?That was one way to describe it.Panic wa

I bent, placed my hands over my head, and braced for impact, but the next thing I heard was the sound of things crashing to the ground, then something wet and warm splashed down on me.I held my position for a few seconds before opening my eyes, when the only sound I heard was panting and wind rushing down the corridor behind me. “Luna!” a voice yelled, and the laboratory door was one of the guards who flew through it, too much in a hurry to open it.I looked up to see Irene standing above me with her back to me, panting as she looked down at the twitching Lycan at the feet in front of her. Shivers went down my spine as I watched blood drip down her extended claws. She had placed herself between the man and me before he could reach me, then slashed his throat. The slash across his throat was clean, deep, and completely final.The man choked, grabbing at his throat, his eyes wide with horror as blood gushed between his fingers.I got to my feet, the air leaving my lungs in a sudden

Keren’s POVI gripped my son’s hand as I walked up to the podium, my heart pounding so hard that my breath jammed tightly in my throat.Everything in me screamed that something was horribly wrong as I stared at the iron talisman in the council head's hands. And Ford’s pale face wasn’t helping at all. I grabbed Ford’s sleeve, pulling him close. "Ford, what is that? What are they going to do to him?"Ford looked down at me, his eyes troubled. "It’s an object that uses magic to force a Lycan’s wolf out," he whispered, his voice shaking. "They use it on criminals. If a shifter is resisting, this tool breaks their mind so their wolf submits."My heart took a wild, terrified leap. "No. No, you can't let them use that on him!” I said, shaking and gripping his arm harder. “He is just a child, Ford! What if it hurts him?!""I don’t know. I… if we pull back now, we prove to the Council that we are hiding something," he muttered, his jaw locking in pure agony. "They will use it as an excuse to

Keren’s POVBy the time dusk settled over the territory, the common pavilion was completely transformed. String lights hung from the wooden rafters, casting a warm, golden glow over the long tables. The scent of roasted pork and sweet apples filled the crisp evening air, completely drowning out the cold, sterile smell of the clinic.Maverick was completely back to normal. After taking a deep, three-hour nap in the residential wing, the effects of Irene’s herbal block had worn off entirely. He was running around the edge of the lawn with a group of young beta pups, his face bright with laughter as he chased a ball through the grass, entirely oblivious to the spiritual trial he had passed this morning.I stood near the perimeter of the stone terrace, holding a small cup of cider as I watched him play. A deep sense of peace settled behind my ribs, but a quiet, persistent question remained anchored at the back of my mind.The Council had claimed they received a verified tip from a primary

Ford’s POVThe phone on my desk felt like a block of ice under my fingers. My heart was pounding so hard against my ribs that the noise filled my ears, but the terrible truth was finally clear. The drug did not change what a wolf remembered. My past wasn't a trick. It wasn't a passing hallucination.I had to bite the bullet. I couldn't sit in the dark anymore while my life crumbled around me.I picked up the receiver and punched in the private line for the Ashford pack. The connection crackled for a few seconds before a deep, arrogant voice answered the ring."Rylan," the voice barfed out, dripping with a cold, familiar hostility.Rylan was the new Ashford Alpha. He was exactly my age, and we had crossed paths at social camps and territory gatherings since we were boys. He had always looked at me and Fabian with a deep, hidden spite."It’s Ford," I said, keeping my tone perfectly flat and serious.A dry, bitter laugh came through the line. "Alpha Ford. I must say, I am completely surp