Todos os capítulos de The Lycan King’s Stolen Mate: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

The man’s words hung in the air, heavier and colder than the iron chains I had worn for eighteen years.Valen put the reward on my head? Valen wanted my blood?"No..." I stammered, backing away until my shoulders slammed against the heavy castle doors. "You're lying. Valen saved me at the auction! He protected me!""He bought you because he needed the key to his own survival, child!" my father choked out, taking a step closer. His silver eyes were swimming with raw, desperate grief. "The curse on the royal family is real, but it’s not just killing his land. It’s rotting his heart. He needs your silver blood to break it, and once he opens that vault, he won't need you alive anymore!"My head spun. Every instinct in my body screamed at me to run, but my mind was fractured in two. I remembered the way Valen had held me, the way his touch felt like fire beneath my skin, the absolute certainty in his voice when he promised no one would touch me.Was it all just a show? Was I just a tool to

I froze. The cold air in the underground chamber turned to ice in my lungs.Little sister?A figure stepped out from behind the glowing glass coffin, moving with smooth, quiet grace. The torchlight caught the icy blue silk of her gown and the silver-blonde hair pinned neatly above her head."Lady Karen?" I whispered, my voice barely working. "You... you're my sister?"Karen let out a soft, bitter laugh that echoed off the damp stone walls. "Half-sister, technically. Our mother had a habit of keeping secrets, didn't she?"She gestured toward the glass coffin where the frozen woman lay in her endless sleep."When the royal family overthrew the First Bloodline twenty years ago," Karen continued, stepping closer to the altar, "they thought they wiped us all out. They killed our father, put our mother into this spell, and threw you into the iron mines as a slave. But I was older. I hid my blood, changed my name, and worked my way right into the High Council."My mind spun as I tried to pie

Everything happened too fast.Selena didn't even flinch when Valen’s sword shattered. She just smiled, her pitch-black eyes fixed on him like a hawk watching a mouse.Before Valen could pull back, Selena whipped her hand through the air. A wave of dark shadow hit him right in the chest, blasting him back across the stone floor. He slammed hard into the base of the altar and let out a painful cough, blood dripping onto his chin."Valen!" I screamed, running over to him.I dropped to my knees at his side. He was breathing heavily, his chest torn open from his earlier fights, and his skin was deathly pale. He tried to push me behind him again, but he barely had enough strength to lift his arm."Lyra... get out of here," he panted, his hand shaking as he gripped my waist. "Take the secret stairs... go...""I'm not leaving you!" I cried out, tearing a strip of fabric from my dress to press against his chest."How touching," Selena’s icy voice echoed through the vault.She glided across the

The world seemed to stop moving.I stared at the man standing in front of us. He looked so much like Valen, but his face was carved out of pure ice. There was no warmth in his golden eyes only cold, calculating hatred."Execute them," the old King repeated, his voice calm and unbothered, as if he were ordering a meal instead of his own son’s death.The two royal guards beside him pulled long silver blades from their belts. The metal gleamed dangerously under the moonlight, reflecting off the white snow.Valen scrambled up off the ground, placing his body firmly between the guards and me. He was still weak, his chest heaving and breathing, but his golden eyes burned with absolute fury."Father..." Valen spat, his voice dropping into a deadly growl. "You're alive. You faked your death ten years ago and left the entire kingdom in ruin!""I did what a true King must do," the old King said, stepping closer. "I hid in the shadows to monitor the seals. I sacrificed everything to keep Queen S

The dungeon was dead silent except for the slow dripping of water somewhere in the dark.I sat with my back pressed against the freezing stone wall, my fingers trembling as I reached up to touch the cold iron collar around my neck. It felt like an icy hand choking the breath out of me, suppressing the silver light that lived in my veins.Valen is alive.That single thought kept burning inside my head, keeping the fear from completely swallowing me. He was out there somewhere in the freezing woods, bleeding and hunted, but he was breathing. I couldn't just sit here and let his father hunt him down like a dog.I closed my eyes and took a long, quiet breath.I stopped trying to fight the iron collar with brute force. Instead, I searched deep inside myself, looking for that tiny spark of silver heat I had felt earlier.For eighteen years in the iron mines, I had survived by staying quiet, by hiding my strength until the right moment. This was no different.Slowly, I pushed a tiny drop of