Semua Bab Fake Bond of the Lycan Lords : Bab 131 - Bab 140

Novalee POV"Wake up, Novalee," my mother snaps.Her voice bounces off the thick, gray walls of my skull. It sounds like she is speaking from the bottom of a deep well. I hear the sharp slap of her palm against my cheek. My head jolts sideways, but I do not feel the sting."She is not responding, Eleanor," Cordelia says. Her fingers dig into my shoulder, shaking me until my teeth rattle. "The girl is completely gone. Her body is just an empty husk.""Try the lavender oil," Anika orders. "Rub it under her nose. We need her awake before the sapphire castle falls."I see them. I hear every word. I am sitting right here in this wooden chair, staring straight through them with wide, dead eyes. My mind is screaming, but my lips are glued together.I hate my sister.The realization settles deep in my chest like a block of ice. When she killed Audrey, I forced myself to forgive her. She was my blood. But this?

Adriel POV"He has her."The words tore out of my throat before the portal even finished snapping shut in the middle of my study.The air still smelled like ozone and burnt hair. Betty's scent was completely gone, wiped out by a suffocating stench of rotten blueberries and copper. It was a King’s mark. A forced, violent claim.My chest caved in as the phantom iron spike driven into her neck mirrored itself in my own skin. The pack bond didn't just vibrate. It screamed."Adriel?"Gage was on his feet, his silver hair catching the dull light from the desk lamp. His knuckles were already white where he gripped the edge of the mahogany table."Darwin," I growled, the vibration rattling the windowpanes. My hand went into my pocket and ripped my phone out so fast the stitching on my trousers tore. "The Sapphire King. He forced it."My thumb smashed the screen, painting a smear of sweat across the glass as I dia

Betty POV"Who are you?"Darwin glares right through me, his voice cutting through the damp chill of the stone room.I flinch, stepping backward until my heel hits the solid wall. For a second, I think he is looking at me. Then I realise he is staring at the girl standing right next to me in this twisted memory.Her figure is hazy and out of focus, like ink running under water. Darwin clearly did not care enough to remember her face. She stands there trembling, completely naked, her bare skin goosepimpling in the cold air."Your father, the king, said that you needed to make heirs," she says, her voice cracking with a heavy, hollow sadness. "So here I am. I come from alpha blood, so my genes are strong. Hopefully, I will give you a boy. If I do, your father will release my true mate so we can be together."My stomach turns. The cruelty of it sits like lead in my throat. Who would ever want to bear a child for a monster when their true mate i

Mitchell POV“You need to wake up now, Betty,” I say, my voice scraping against the quiet of the stone room.She does not move. Her chest rises and falls beneath the heavy furs, slow and regular. Three full days. That is how long she has been under.I touch her wrist. Her skin feels too hot, a low fire burning just beneath the surface. Kinslee told us to calm down. She said the magic took a massive toll on Betty’s body. She said the second heat was starting.But Kinslee is not the one watching her mate sleep like a corpse.I lift my head as the heavy oak door creaks open. Adriel steps into the room. His steps are too quiet. For two days, he has been a ghost walking through King Darwin’s castle."We have a problem," Adriel says.I stand up from the edge of the bed. My muscles are stiff. "What kind of problem?""The kind that requires me to leave," Adriel says. He does not look me in the eye. He looks past

Betty’s POV“Oh hell no, I will not take you as my mate. I would rather die.”Robert steps back from Darwin. His face goes pale with absolute disgust.Darwin flinches. The air in the room turns heavy and thick. I can feel the sudden, sharp ache of Darwin’s sadness pressing against my own chest. It is a pathetic, desperate sort of grief.“Robert, please, do not say that,” I say.Darwin just sighs, dropping his shoulders.Robert shakes his head, his eyes wide and panicked. “No, Betty, he is a monster. I refuse to be mated to a monster.”“There are reasons for his past behaviour,” I say.I step forward to fix this, but Robert shifts his weight, turning his face away from me. He blocks me out completely. He refuses to listen to a single word.Fine. I only know one way to handle a stubborn idiot.I march right past Darwin. My boots click loudly against the flo