All Chapters of Possessed By Him: The Alpha's Trophy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 81 Lilith’s POVThe room was completely quiet. The only sound left was the noise from burning wood of the fireplace.Morgana didn't even as much as 0 any reaction, to me intruding. She just simply placed the stone cup on the table beside the bed, she kept her movements slow and deliberate. She turned around, pulled her shoulders back, and smoothed down her dark skirts."Guards!" she yelled, sharp and loud. "Get in here! Now!"Heavy boots pounded against the stone floor in the hallway, and four guards pushed the door open aggressively. They pulled their sword halfway out of their sheaths, their eyes locking onto me where I stood alone near the doorway."She forced her way in here," Morgana , pointing a finger straight at my chest. She even started trembling with a shaky voice just to make it sound like she was scared. "His body is struggling with the fever from her core. I was trying to give him a silver-root sedative to drop his heart rate, and she barged in."The guards

Chapter 83​Lilith’s POV​The stone passage was cold, pitch black, and smelled heavily of damp earth and river water.​Cassian kept his left hand firmly wrapped around my wrist, pulling me beside him as Brandon led the way down the slick stone stairs with a small, iron lantern. Torin brought up the rear, his hand resting on his sword handle, his eyes scanning the pitch-dark stairs behind us every few steps.​We walked for what felt like ten minutes, going deeper into the earth beneath the old keep. Up ahead, the stairwell opened into a wider underground chamber; an old stone sanctuary built into the bedrock, lined with worn pillars and empty stone room.​"We take five minutes here," Brandon said, lowering the lantern onto a low stone bench. "Torin, check the door to the lower river gate."​"Right away," Torin said, disappearing down the far side of the hall.​The moment we stopped moving, my legs felt weak and unable to carry me any further. ​The heat in my chest did not just go col

The wooden boat slanted gently along with the current, passing through the narrow underground cave. The sound of rushing water contantly heating off the wet stone walls, it was slowed down only by the rhythmic splash of Brandon’s oar at the bow.The air down here tasted bitter in my throat, it carried a freezing cool air from the mountain passes above.I sat leanimg forward and my head lowed in the middle of the boat, my ruined silk dress soaked through and useless against the cold. My shoulders, shivering violently and my teeth clicking together before I could wrap my arms around myself. I did know something heavy and thick dropped over my shoulders; it was a heavy wool mantle, lined with dense fur, smelling of pine, iron, and his skin.Cassian crowded into the narrow space beside me. He pulled the edges of the cloak heavily to together tighter around my neck, when his hands lingered on my collarbone; it gave me a familiar sensatin. He was still half-bare beneath his unbuttoned ve

Chapter 87Lilith’s POV"That's her...she’s a fucking traitor! She put a spell on his mind!"We were welcomed by her loud scream the very moment Brandon pushed open the heavy doors of the hall in council.Three hundred or more northern fighters were crowded inside the building, shouting so loud the roof shook. At the far end, standing on the stone platform under two iron torches, Morgana faced the elder lords. She had ash smeared over her face, white bandages wrapped around her arms, and her black dress was ripped at the bottom.She held up a broken glass bottle for everyone to see."Look at this!" Morgana yelled, she faked her voice in a cracking tone with panic to carry over the notion that what ever lies she had cooked up was true. "This is dust ash from the Eastern Ridge! She used it in Lord Cassian's room while he was laying sick! She poisoned his wolf, forced him to run with her, and opened the gates for Prince Kaelen's men!"The crowd started shouting in anger. Men in the

"Stop there!" Kaelen’s sharp voice echoed through the steel of the watchtower bell.He raised up his gloved hand, pulling hard on his heavy black stallion toward his chest tobring it to an instant stop, some few meters down the stone road. The fifteen riders who were mounted the behind him halted immediately too, their horses pushing hard on thick snow dust into the night.Cassian didn't hesitate for a second. He took a position in front of me, his sword held downward and ready for a fight, his left hand reaching back to push me into position behind his hip. Torin drew his short blade, taking up a spot at Cassian’s shoulder with his eyes locked on the archers lined up along the top wall.Kaelen didn't order an attack. He jumped out of his saddle, tossing the horse control to a knight beside him. He unbuckled his silver sword, handed it off to his guard, and held his bare hands out at his sides as he took slow, deliberate steps toward the open gate."Let's us take a bet, Cassian!" Kae