All Chapters of The Mad Lycan Plus-Size Mate : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

POV: King Valerius The deepest chamber of the royal archives remained untouched by the modern lighting that illuminated the rest of the estate. Down here, behind a heavy oak door requiring my personal biometric scan, the air was cool and dry. Tall mahogany shelves held centuries of handwritten ledgers, sealed bloodline treaties, and leather-bound royal registries. I stood at the broad reading table, a heavy book open beneath my hands. My phone sat face down beside a glowing tablet displaying high-resolution scans of regional pack crests, but my eyes remained on the faded parchment in front of me. Zenith shifted restlessly inside me, his claws catching at my thoughts. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the silver lotus and crescent moon glowing beneath Serenity's skin. "Searching through forgotten records won't change what you saw, Your Grace." I didn't turn around as the heavy oak door creaked open. Elder Silas stepped into the quiet room, his polished leather shoes striking the f

POV: King Valerius Marcus walked into my study holding a thick stack of papers. "We checked the bank records again, Your Grace," Marcus said, placing the pages on my desk. "The money sent to Blackwood wasn't just a one-time payment." I leaned over my desk to look at the numbers. "What do you mean?" "The first transfer was made twenty years ago, right around the time Serenity arrived at Blackwood as a baby," Marcus explained. "After that, regular payments were deposited into Gideon Blackwood's account every single year." My hands tightened into fists as I stared at the totals. The amount wasn't small. It was enough money to buy luxury cars, tailored suits, and fund Sienna's expensive lifestyle. Gideon had used the money meant for Serenity to make his own family rich, all while forcing her to sleep on a thin mattress in the basement. "A retainer," I said, my voice cold. "Yes," Marcus replied. "Someone wasn't just paying Gideon to take her in. They were paying him a massive annual

POV: Serenity CrescentI walked over to King Valerius's study, probably to confront him about why I was being kept in the dark about my own case. Was I safe? I didn't know anymore.I knocked once the moment I got to the door of Valerius's study."Come in," he said calmly, but his voice sounded exhausted.I flattened my gown and pushed the door open. This is it, Serenity. It's either the King tears me to pieces or lets me leave in one piece.I forced myself to swallow the hard lump in my throat that had been there for a while.Valerius was sitting back in his leather swivel chair, with something that looked like a newspaper in his hand. But the moment he saw me, his hand shook, as if he hadn't expected anyone to come to his study at this hour."Lycan, sorry to bother you. I have a few things on my mind. Everyone seems to know more about my personal life than I do. Don't I deserve to know anything at all about myself?" I stopped when I realized I was practically yelling at a Lycan."Sor

Sienna POVThat bitch thinks she can have the Lycan all to herself and the privilege that comes with it.My ankle still hurts, my eyes still burn from fake tears. I can't back down on a stray girl like her.The plan was supposed to be perfect. Give her the poison and watch her suffer induced heat. A little thing to increase her pheromones.Margot did a great job.The Lycan will investigate anyway, the evidence had been cleared. How else could they find out the idea was mine?The last thing I want to do is sit back while Serenity becomes Valerius' wife.I blame Father for this; his greed wouldn't have ever allowed him to see people for what they are.If he had prepared me, I might have been chosen.I bit my lip so hard I nearly tasted copper in my mouth.The sound of the boiling hot water whistling made me flinch, bringing me back to my senses.I looked down at the steak in front of me with a fork on top. Still untouched.I twitched my nose the way you do when you think something look

Serenity PovTristan's mouth was still open in shock.They truly expected to find a dying Omega servant who was badly wounded. Instead, the king had changed my life in an instant.I watched as Emily pinched Tristan, but he did not flinch. Maybe he thought it was all an act. He could not understand that I was no longer his pathetic whipping post.I composed myself on my seat and it was beginning to feel hot for me. The memories these people came with, made me feel unrest.Tristan ignored Emily's sharp nails digging into his suit. His eyes stayed on me as he looked at my body and glowing skin. He took a step forward, completely forgetting royal protocol, his eyes filled with pity."Serenity..." Tristan said, his voice shaking. "I know you took Sienna's place to protect the pack, but the game is over now. You don't have to pretend to be comfortable with this monster. Come home. I'll convince my father to let you stay in the main house instead of the basement."I didn't even look up at h