All Chapters of The Lycan King's Silver Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

With tired shoulders, I made my way slowly down the poorly lit, narrow hallway to my new accommodations. Each step was more difficult than the last. The pack house appeared to be a jail, even if it had formerly felt like home. The air appeared thicker and the walls darker. Nobody said hello to me. My little luggage was not offered to be carried by any servants. It was as though I had vanished from sight, or worse, that they all wished to forget me.With a groan, I repositioned my bag's shoulder strap. "Bella, just keep moving. One step at a time.That’s when his voice sliced through the silence like honey laced with poison."Well, well, well. Who choose to crawl back?I paused and pivoted. With that radiant, flawless smile on his face, Ronan stood at the corner of the corridor, casually resting against the wall. It's the same smile he had on his face four years ago when he made me a world promise. But his eyes were icy and piercing."Ronan," I murmured, maintaining a steady tone. "

My chest continued to rise and fall quickly from the strenuous run as I stood in the shadows between the trees. At Bella's feet, the two lifeless guards were crumpled, their blood seeping into the ground. My wolf was only partially drawn back; its claws remained outstretched, its teeth were longer than usual, and its eyes were glowing with that terrifying, monster light that usually made people shudder.Bella pressed her back firmly against a tree log as she retreated from me. Her eyes were wide with sheer fear. Her breathing came in short, terrified gasps, and her face had turned utterly pale. She gazed at me as if I were the monster from every terrifying Lycan King tale ever recounted.Too late, I knew how terrifying I had scared her. My bones cracked and shifted as I swiftly forced my wolf back down, fully transforming back into a human. My glowing eyes dimmed, my fangs shortened, and my claws withdrew as the monster characteristics vanished, returning me to my regular appearance.

As the moon hung high in the sky, I carried Bella the remainder of the way through Blackfang Pack's main gates. I could feel her heart pounding quickly against my chest as she lay quietly in my arms, still a little lightheaded from our lightning-fast gallop through the forest. Just having her close like this made my wolf feel more at ease than it has in months.The gate guards bowed low as we passed and said, "Welcome back, Your Majesty."I gave them a nod and continued on my way to the main pack house. When they saw that serious expression on my face, the servants knew better than to ask too many questions. They came running as soon as they saw us.I gave a clear instruction, "Take her to my private rooms." Give her anything she wants, including books, hot water for a bath, snacks, and new clothes. Make sure she feels at ease. Come find me right away if she needs anything at all. Don't keep her waiting.The attendants swiftly responded, "Yes, Your Majesty!" and raced to comply, act

Clara's face turned white, and I remained there motionless. In an instant, all the happy hue vanished from her cheeks. The tray she was holding almost fell out of her fingers and hit the ground because her hands began to shake so violently. It appeared as though she had witnessed death itself enter the room.With his eyes gleaming with that perilous golden light I was beginning to knew too well, Thor entered the room carefully. Suddenly, the room's air felt thicker and heavier, as if a storm were about to break. I could sense the power radiating from him in waves even in the absence of a wolf."Clara," he murmured in his terrifyingly calm yet low, icy voice. "I truly dislike loud-mouthed folks. particularly those who spread rumors about unrelated topics.In an instant, Clara fell on her knees, bending so low that her forehead nearly touched the ground. "Your Majesty! Please pardon me! I was merely speaking. I had no malicious intent. I beg you, please! I apologize so much!Even tho

In front of Blackfang Pack's enormous, menacing gates, I walked back and forth like a wild animal imprisoned in a cage. With each angry step, clouds of dust were churned up by my boots. I hardly felt the heat when the morning light shone down on us. All I could feel was wrath—pure, searing rage that caused my blood to boil and my inner wolf to growl.My finest soldiers were waiting behind me. armed to the teeth. Some were in human form, with spears and swords. Others had their eyes gleaming with preparedness, their claws outstretched, their fangs exposed. They were all devoted to me, a cross between wolves and men. Everyone was ready to wreak mayhem as soon as I gave the command.In my head, my wolf paced restlessly."She belongs to us," he snarled. "That jerk stole what was ours."My message had already been delivered to the pack house by a guard. We waited now. And I was getting even irritated while I waited.How could he?Thor Voss had the audacity to enter my pack at night like a