Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bearing The Lycan King's Heirs: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

The High Priestess came forward at once to examine the blond-haired baby Andrew handed her.The supernatural glow was obvious. She had studied the old scriptures, but all births of the rare lycans were different.This had to be the King chosen by the Goddess."Are you certain now whom you must serve?" Andrew said with the arrogance of a supreme father. "Look at that woman. She only gave birth to three dead abominations!"He pointed at Odette on the other side of the pool."Don't speak that way about a mother who has lost her children, Your Majesty," the High Priestess said coldly. "I'm glad the Queen has been blessed. I...""Of course I'm the supreme mother, and right now I demand that you apologize for this humiliation," Celine said, recovering from birth rather quickly as she fought to sit up. "How could you make me give birth beside this beggar? The future Lycan King had to share the same filthy water as those dead things!"The High Priestess frowned, but she had to admit it looked

"Run, you damned coward. Don't freeze. Run!"Andrew screamed at his wolf, but the weight of bloodline and power crushed him like thousands of tons over his spine.All he saw were that monster's open jaws coming straight for his back before those enormous fangs pierced through him like a toy and hurled him against the stone fountain.The Lycan King played with him. He didn't kill him in one blow. Of course not.He broke every bone in his body, punched holes through him like a sieve, tore off his tail, and ripped his muzzle apart with his claws.From the height of the tower, Odette couldn't see the horrifying scene, but the breeze carried the grotesque sounds of the battle and the unmistakable smell of blood and death.She heard every bone crack, every howl of pain, and she knew the Lycan King was punishing Andrew to avenge her.She hugged her pups closer, wrapped in the warmth of her chest.Was she truly his mate? Maybe he was mistaken. How could a ruined Omega like her be the companio

The caution and distrust on her face made Theron's heart tighten."Don't be afraid, Odette. I would never harm our children. I'm going to give them my blood. They need more energy. Trust me..."He slowly stretched out his hand, kneeling on the mattress in front of her.His fingers touched his mate's trembling ones.Theron was furious with himself and with his entire damned race when he understood why Odette behaved that way.She had been hurt too deeply, abused too much, and he had only asked her to wait for him.It had taken him too long to gather his scattered energy, too long to free himself from the obsidian prison where he had imprisoned his own body beneath that hibernation spell."Please... don't separate me from them... don't hurt them..." Tears were already hanging from her eyes."Never, little one. I would rather die a thousand times in the cruelest ways before I laid a finger on my blood or on you. Trust me, my mate."Theron's caress fluttered like butterfly wings over her

"Your Majesty, the bath with the best tonics from the storehouse is ready. Do you require assistance?" the housekeeper's voice sounded nearby."No. Everyone leave and don't disturb us until I ring the bell."With those words, the few maids who remained left with their heads lowered, almost running.Standing in the overwhelming presence and heavy aura of the King wasn't easy, and that made the Omega in his arms all the more envied.Odette was placed on a soft divan, and before she could react, she saw a shadow lean over her and felt the King's fingers undressing her."I... I can..." she tried to take his hand nervously."I know you can, but I want to do it for you."Theron didn't give her the chance to hide from him.His rough fingers were extremely careful as they undressed the body he desired so much.But his gaze darkened, and a growl slipped from his throat against his will when he saw how thin Odette was, the scars she carried, and the damage left by such a hard life.Odette felt

Odette only wanted to spend time with her babies, but somehow she found herself dragged into a series of new events in her life.Still, if anything had kept her alive, it was her ability to adapt quickly to change.From soaking her arms in cold water up to the elbows, sweating like a mule in the ironing rooms, burning herself whenever she couldn't see the iron, receiving orders and errands while fighting with an enormous belly, now they wouldn't even let her put on her own shoes.The gigantic palace of the King needed a Queen to manage the wealth and the servants.Although the housekeeper was earning her place through hard work and Theron made most of the decisions, Odette understood it was time to make her King proud.Wearing the simplest dress in her now vast wardrobe, she went out into the hall, guided by the housekeeper and followed by a retinue of maids.The women who saw her pass hid their emotions behind masks of servility, but in most of their hearts there was deep envy.Who c