All Chapters of Marked by the Lycan King : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Thud.”A body hit the cold ground.“Is she dead yet?” one of the guards asked, nudging her with his boot.The other crouched beside her, placing two fingers beneath her nose before letting out a quiet breath. “She’s still breathing.”“Good. The Alpha made it clear he doesn’t want her dead.”They left without another glance.…Myra’s eyes fluttered open slowly, pain settling into her body before she could even register where she was. The ground beneath her was cold and unforgiving, the air damp, the cell lifeless.She tried to move, but a wave of pain shot through her body.”Her gaze drifted weakly around the space, searching for any trace of light, but there was nothing, only darkness stretching endlessly around her, suffocating and empty, just like her life had become.The gate creaked open.Light spilled into the cell as two figures stepped inside.“Well… look at you.”Lyka’s voice was soft, almost concerned.“Oh, sister,” she said, rushing forward and kneeling beside her, helping

Lyka stepped into the room slowly, her gaze sweeping across the space “her room was bigger than hers,” her fists clenched slightly as her eyes settled on the figure lounging on the bed.Her curly ginger hair was tied up in a messy bun, her posture relaxed as she leaned against the headboard, she had a clean appearance and her emerald eyes made her face captivating. “What do you want, Lyka?” Myra asked, her voice low and edged with irritation as she squinted at her. “I need to sleep. There wasn’t a soft bed in the cell you threw me into.”Lyka tilted her head slightly, studying her with an amused expression before a faint smirk curved her lips.“How does it feel?”Myra frowned, unimpressed. “How does what feel?”A short, mocking laugh left Lyka as she crossed her arms, her gaze dragging slowly over Myra in a way that was both deliberate and condescending.“Don’t play dumb,” she said. “Your mate is mine now, your family listens to me, and soon your pack will belong to my brother… So te

“Which invitations,” Matteo spoke without looking up.His Beta, Carl, stood nearby holding the letters carefully in his hands. “The Crimson Moon Pack has an upcoming wedding,” he said.At that, a few of the other Lycan commanders exchanged glances.Among werewolves, Lycans were feared, stronger, rarer, almost untouchable, but the Crimson Moon Pack was not just any pack.It was the strongest in the werewolf world.And Alpha Ryan, despite being a bad father, was known as a ruthless and effective leader.Dante, his gamma, tilted his head slightly. “I think we should attend.”Carl adjusted his glasses. “They are one of the few packs who paid respects when your parents died.”That made Matteo pause.A faint smirk tugged at his lips as something flickered in his memory—someone.A ginger-haired girl.“Which daughter?” he asked calmly. Carl blinked, surprised. “It doesn’t specify.”Matteo gave a low hum and leaned back into his chair, already losing interest as he returned to his documents.

“Are you ready?”Aiden’s mother’s voice was soft as she stepped behind him, her eyes meeting his through the mirror.“You look handsome. Kylie would be so happy for you.”Aiden didn’t respond immediately.He stared at his reflection, his expression unreadable, his eyes completely devoid of warmth.Slowly, he adjusted his tie.“Do you think I’m doing the right thing?” His voice was low, uncertain. “What if I’m wrong?” he added, his brows tightening slightly. “What if… she’s innocent?”For a split second, something fragile flickered in his eyes, but it vanished just as quickly.“No,” he muttered, his jaw tightening. “Lyka was there, she saw her push Kylie.”His mother stepped closer, cupping his face gently.“Oh, my baby…” she murmured. “You’re just nervous.”She smiled softly.“You’re no longer a child. You’re a grown man now… a Beta.”Her tone became firmer, “Some decisions cannot be undone.”She held his gaze.“You could have believed Myra when she said Kylie took her own life… but y

The wind roared in Myra’s ears as she fell, her body weightless, her mind strangely quiet, as though everything that had once hurt her had finally gone still. The pain from the broken bond lingered faintly in her chest, but even that was fading, swallowed by the emptiness consuming her. Her eyes fluttered shut as darkness rose to meet her, and for the first time in a long while, she felt nothing.Miles away, Matteo stilled abruptly, his grip tightening around the glass in his hand as something unfamiliar struck deep within him, sharp and urgent, like a pull he could neither ignore nor understand. His expression darkened as he straightened, his senses sharpening instantly. “Stop the car,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding, and the vehicle halted at once. He stepped out into the cold night air, that strange feeling intensifying, dragging him in a single direction, and without hesitation, he moved, his speed fast and inhuman as instinct took over. The closer he got, the stronger i