All Chapters of Corrupted By The Lycan King: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

KieraHow was I supposed to navigate this? How long before this anonymous person used those books to destroy me, exposing everything to Alistair?"Calm down, Kiera, breathe," Elara whispered urgently, though her own voice was shaking. She closed her eyes, pressing her fingers to her temples. "Give me a moment. I can try to use my gift, just a faint trace of sensory magic to see if anyone nearby carries the residual energy of those pages or holds malicious intent toward you.""And I will start investigating the palace staff and the guard logs to see who had access to the west wing before the fire," Susan added, her jaw set with grim determination, though her eyes betrayed her fear."Thank you," I breathed, my heart hammering like a trapped bird. "Just... please find out who took them."Susan hesitated, casting a nervous glance toward Sarah before looking back at me. "Kiera... before we split up, I have to ask. Now that you're living inside Alistair's private quarters... can you really

KieraMy eyes snapped open, with a choked, frantic gasp tearing from my throat as I bolted upright in the heavy furs of Alistair’s bed. My entire body was drenched in a cold, shivering sweat, my heart hammering like a trapped bird against my ribs. The phantom smell of sulfur and smoke still burned in my nostrils, and the echoing, blood-curdling scream of Lady Lenora reverberated inside my skull, leaving me dizzy, trembling, and utterly disoriented in the pitch-black room."Goddess..." I whimpered, clutching the thick bedding tightly to my chest as if it could shield me from the horrors of my own mind.In the dim, shifting moonlit shadows near the foot of the massive bed, a tall, dark figure stood completely motionless.Terror paralyzed me. The breath caught permanently in my throat, and a fresh wave of panic seized my veins, freezing my blood. My brain screamed at me to move, to run, to scream, but before I could even draw enough air into my lungs to make a sound, the figure shifted

KieraHow could I believe any of the words Damian had told me about him? It made absolutely no sense. There had to be another explanation… another enemy who was trying to blame all these terrible things on Alistair. But who was it? I needed to know. Later that afternoon, however, Sarah pulled me aside near the quiet servants' wing, her face etched with deep, anxious lines of worry."Kiera, are you completely insane?" Sarah hissed, grabbing my upper arms and pulling me behind a thick stone pillar completely out of sight. "Malakor backed down far too easily. And Alistair... you're trusting him entirely too much.""Sarah, he literally just saved my life," I protested, shaking my head as I tried to pull away. "He cleared my name, he lifted the execution sentence, and last night... last night he opened his heart to me. He isn't the monster Damian claims he is.""And what if Damian is right?" Sarah challenged, her eyes wide with desperate warning. "Think about it logically, Kiera! If Alist

KieraThis was not good. This was not good at all.Lady Elizabeth glided up the steps of the dais, stopping a respectful distance from the King. Her gaze locked onto Alistair, softening into a warm, deeply familiar intimacy that made my stomach churn with a violent, sickening wave of jealousy and humiliation. She offered a slow, devastatingly seductive smile."It is good to see you again, Alistair," she murmured, her voice like liquid velvet, carrying effortlessly across the quiet room.For a terrifying second, Alistair looked entirely shaken, the past was colliding violently with his present and he seemed stunned. But then years of royal conditioning clawed their way back to the surface. And He masked his turmoil behind an impenetrable wall of icy royalty, dipping his head in formal protocol."Welcome to the capital, Lady Elizabeth," he replied, his voice painfully neutral.Malakor turned to the court, his voice dripping with venomous satisfaction as he gestured toward her. "Lady El

KieraMy whole body was stiff as a board, frozen in place as I stared at him with wide, terrified eyes. I was entirely convinced he had seen me.He had seen what I was hiding. I thought he had found out, and I braced myself for him to call the guards.Alistair stepped into the room. But he wasn't wearing his harsh royal armor, and to my shock… his golden eyes weren't blazing with the terrifying rage of an Alpha King.He looked tired. Soft. Almost hesitant.And in his right hand, he was holding a breathtaking bouquet of rare, vibrant red roses fresh from the high palace gardens.I blinked rapidly, completely stunned, my racing mind coming to a screeching halt. "Alistair?"Alistair stopped a few paces away from me, his intense gaze searching my pale, panic-stricken face. A heavy, rare look of genuine remorse crossed his handsome features. He exhaled softly, looking down at the flowers in his hand before stepping a little closer to me."I'm sorry, Kiera," he said softly, his voice deep