All Chapters of MARRIED TO THE LYCAN KING: CHOSEN BY THE MOON: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

MAGNUS’ POV I left the hospital room with my blood still boiling. Torin kept pace beside me as we moved down the brightly lit corridor. I had every intention of finding answers and Keira’s parents would provide them whether they wanted to or not. We made our first stop at the palace first. I rushed upstairs to have a change of clothes. I changed into formal black attire with the royal crest on the chest and fastened a heavy cloak around my shoulders. The fabric settled with a familiar weight. I climbed into the back of the armored SUV with Torin in the driver’s seat and we sped toward Iron Wood Pack territory. “Are you sure about this, Your Majesty?” Torin asked. “Going to Iron Wood like this could raise suspicions. What if they don’t give you what you want?” I sighed heavily. “I’m sure about this, Torin. I have to do this for her sake. Her parents should know what is wrong with her. Besides that’s not the only reason I’m going there.” He nodded as he sped the vehicle.

MAGNUS’ POVThe door clicked shut behind me and the hallway lights suddenly felt too bright. I pressed one hand against the cool wall as my chest tightened with familiar burning pain. The episode I had pushed down earlier now clawed its way back up my throat. I didn’t even realize that I was bleeding from my nose until Torin pointed it out. “Your Majesty,” he called out, giving me a piece of paper towel. “You are bleeding from your nose.” I took the paper towel and dapped my nose with it. I looked at the blood smear and wondered if she had seen the bleeding earlier. Did she really see it? The fact that she might have seen the blood bothered me more than the pain I felt. Keira noticed things I spent years hiding from everyone else. She was way too smart for her status. I took a slow breath and forced my shoulders straight just as Torin handed me another paper towel. “Did she see the blood?” he asked quietly as his eyes flicked towards her room.I shook my head in confusion. “I’m no

MAGNUS’ POVI stepped out of Keira’s hospital room and pulled the door closed with deliberate care. The latch clicked softly but the sound echoed in my chest like a slammed gate. I stood there for a moment with one hand still on the handle and my forehead pressed against the cool wood. Her words kept repeating in my head. You’re the one. She remembered her brother saying those words right before everything went to blood and darkness. I could not stay in that room any longer. Every time she looked at me with those trusting eyes I felt the weight of every secret I carried pressing down on my shoulders. I straightened my back, forced my expression into the cold mask I had worn for years, and walked down the corridor with heavy steps.My chest burned with the familiar curse. Each breath scraped like broken glass but I kept moving. Torin waited at the end of the hallway. He fell into step beside me without a word at first. His eyes flicked to my face then to the blood on my sleeve.“You l

MAGNUS’ POVI finished the last sequence of strikes and lowered my blade. The warriors bowed deeply and backed away across the training yard. I waited until their footsteps faded completely before I let the mask slip. The pain I had pushed down during the session exploded through my chest like molten iron. My knees buckled. I caught myself against a wooden training post and gripped the rough wood until splinters bit into my palm. Sweat rolled down my temples despite the cool evening air. I wiped the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand and saw fresh blood on my knuckles.“Not now,” I muttered through clenched teeth.Torin approached from the side without making a sound. He held out a clean handkerchief. I took it without looking at him and pressed it to my mouth. The silent exchange said everything. This had happened too many times before. I straightened slowly and forced my breathing under control. The burning in my chest eased to a dull throb but it never fully left.Torin c

MAGNUS’ POVI stayed seated in the heavy wooden chair beside the door with my sword balanced across my knees. Candle flames danced across the walls and sent soft golden light flickering over the bed where Keira now slept. She had slipped under the covers after she told me to stay. I kept my back straight and my senses alert, but for the first time in years I sat beside another person in total silence and felt no need to walk away.My gaze kept returning to her. In sleep the hard edges she showed the world melted away. Her dark hair spilled across the white pillow in loose waves. Every few moments her brows drew together in a faint frown as if she still fought battles in her dreams. Her fingers curled tight around the edge of the blanket and held on with quiet desperation. I watched that small grip and felt an ache settle deep in my chest. No one learned to sleep like that without years of reasons to fear losing even the smallest comfort. Ragnar shifted inside me with unusual calm. Th