Todos los capítulos de Ruined By The Forbidden Lycan: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

ERYNDRA.Exploring the pack was one of Eryndra’s favorite activities. That was one of the reasons why she had mastered the art of sneaking out.Her sister, Ishara, always covered for her.She learned a lot from the realm. Learned their ways of art and what was needed.She even used her mother’s resources and savings to help solve her pack’s problems.Now that she was to be the Grand Queen, she would solve larger problems.As the carriage gravelled down the road, Eryndra grinned ear to ear when she saw a group of men playing her favorite game.“Do you like games, Your Highness?” Eryndra turned to ask the quiet male beside her.“I’m too occupied to like games, Lady Tarianne,” his reply was curt.“Do you sometimes explore the realm? Move among people? One that doesn’t involve a carriage?”Kallias gave her an unreadable look. His answer was firm.“No,” he said, studying her. “You seem like the kind who does, though.”“I am,” she admitted, a small smile forming. “I’ve always wanted to see

The first lash landed like a brutal stab, spreading a hot, searing sting through her skin. A coarse hiss tore from Eryndra, the pain yanking her straight back to her father’s whip in the pack house. That day Alpha Reavion had caught her sneaking out again. Ishara had rushed forward, throwing her body between them to take the next strike. “Father, you need to stop!” “Stop?” Reavion’s voice had been ice. “She is a disgrace to my name. The only reason she’s still breathing in this pack is the love I had for your mother. She’s a rogue’s daughter, and she’s already acting like one.” “She is my sister!” Ishara snapped. “You promised you would never call her that again.” “Then she should stop behaving like it. Last week she punched two palace soldiers on patrol. Do you know how much coin I spent to bury that scandal?” Eryndra pushed to her feet, chin high despite the sting across her shoulders. “They tried to molest a little girl.” Reavion’s hand shot out, fingers clamping ar

Eryndra froze.For a moment, the air between them turned into something she couldn’t recognize.“What’s it with you?”“Who. Hurt. You?” He asked firmer this time, his hold tightening.She snatched her arm away.“Why do you fucking care if I’m hurt or not? You almost sound like you are not part of it?”“Part of what?”“Part of the males who treat females like a piece of property, meant to be used and tossed aside.” She tried to leave again. He caught her once more, yanking her back. Her face inches from his.“Answer me. Where are you coming from?”She bit down on her lip to keep silent. The last thing she wanted to hear was how much she deserved everything coming her way. How she was some veiled whore whose death was already knocking at the door.What would he even do if he found out what happened?“Please let go.” The words broke off like an exhausted whisper.He held on for a breath longer before releasing her.Theron’s gaze didn’t shift until she was out of sight. His hands slipped

Eryndra stared at him like he had lost his mind. His words settled thick in the air like smoke.For a moment, she said nothing, expecting him to laugh it off as a joke. But his eyes remained serious.Don’t be a fool, Eryn. He’s not a savior.She pushed his hands away from her face, each breath a struggle.“I’ll handle him myself. I don’t need your help.”“Handle Dalton?" He scoffed "Really? What are you going to do? Pull a dagger on him and cut his throat open?”Her fingers itched to slap his cheek, but she couldn’t deny how absurd her own words sounded. Dalton was one of the strongest soldiers in the Citadel, honed by years of experience and blood to earn his place as the prince’s personal guard.“I’d rather take the chance than owe you.”Theron said nothing for a long breath, eyes assessing her.“I heard your relationship with the prince isn’t going as well as you’d hoped.”There it was. Mocking her.“You must be so excited,” she bit out. “You came all this way just to tell me how e

After another bloody match ended, Kallias leaned back in his seat. “Where is Theron? I haven’t seen him for a while now,” he mumbled. Eryndra who heard, scanned the crowd. She hadn’t set eyes on him in two days. Since that night he'd treated her wounds. Even he was supposed to be her protector. But something else curled in her stomach like vice. Tonight… was the full moon. His last words before he left her room still haunts her. What had he meant? The crowd went frenzy as the next participant stepped out. Dalton. Eryndra’s fingers slowly clutch the fabric of her dress. Dalton stepped into the Arena with a proud smile, brown hair blowing in the wind as he waved. His armor shimmered under the sun, sharper and stronger than ever. Eryndra’s stomach churned when their eyes met. Tonight was the full moon. Dalton had sent her a letter reminding her what would happen if she didn’t agree to sleep with him today. She would kill him instead. She had even dreamt of her dagger splittin