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Panic swelled within her chest as she noticed the cut ropes that had once bound Marcel's corpse. Daphne's voice trembled as she turned to Liam, her voice filled with a mixture of shock and fear. "Liam, look! Marcel's grave... It's been desecrated! The ropes... they're broken. Anna's dream... it was true! Marcel... he's the leader of the Black Wolves. Someone took him from here."

The silence in the car is palpable. I warily move my gaze up to the handsome man. As my eyes pass the rear view mirror, I can see the driver’s face. He looks like he’s holding back a laugh. When I look at the handsome man, however, he looks grim, and is staring at me with a stony expression on his face. “Well, here’s your stop,” the handsome man says glumly. “And I am the Lycan King.”

I placed my index finger over my lips as a sign that Rowan should be quiet. I heard a voice as we neared the opening. There was something here and I was sure of it. My eyes widened when I heard a whimper I could recognize even in my sleep Blood rushed to my ears as I listened to the angry voice which was now closer than before. I tried to distinguish the voice so that I'd know who it was. My eyes widened in horror when he said the last sentence "You'll enjoy it I promise you." "You beast!" I threw the shawl and rushed over to drag Drax who was trying to force himself on Noya.

Yeran asked with a wild look in his eyes. Maliya and I exchanged a look again. “No we haven’t,” we chorused. “Yeran, what exactly is going on?” I asked slightly panicked as we followed him up the stairs. That was when I noticed I could hear Arnou’s voice. He was yelling about something and he sounded really angry. “No one can find the queen of queens and the Lycan is going crazy,” “What do you mean no one can find her? She was working in the kitchen a few hours ago. Besides the palace is large and it’s filled with people. Sne probably here somewhere,” Maliya said amused.

My Lycan clawed at its cage and it took every self restraint in me not to let him out. My hand clenched around the glass of water in front of me, and before I could stop myself, I hurled it across the room in Eden's direction. Eden ducked just in time as the glass shattered against the wall. “Find him!” I roared “I don’t care what it takes. Get every guard, every tracker, every damned Lycan or wolf we have. I want him caught now!” Eden bowed again "Yes, my King.” "I will not tolerate failure. It's my mate we're talking about here. Find him, Eden! I mean it!"

he demanded of his Captain. "I apologize, Your Majesty, but she slipped away during the commotion," the Captain replied grimly. "My men tracked her scent to the edge of the forest but lost it there." The Lycan King roared in anger. "That viper is more cunning than I realized. She will not evade me for long." He turned his burning gaze upon me. "When I find her, Kane, she will suffer slowly for the part she played in deceiving us. And you will watch."

I felt it too — a suffocating, devastating power that pressed against my lungs and froze the air around me. But instead of fear my heart raced. Heat streaked through me, my body reacting as if it recognized him instinctively, as if some invisible thread pulled tight between us. His gaze locked on me and something inside him snapped. A deafening roar tore through the forest. The rogues tried to flee but it was too late. Xavier launched forward like a shadow of death. I could only watch — half-conscious, trembling, bleeding — as the Lycan King tore into the clearing like a living nightmare.

“Try all you can to find Derrick or anyone who can tell us where he is. It is important. ”He responded immediately, and I turned to the priestess.“Is there no other way?” I am the Lycan King, so I could find anyone I wanted, no matter who the hell they were or wherever in the world they were hiding, but I also liked to have more than one option. Especially since it concerned my mate’s life. “Well, the other option is not something I would recommend.”

I laughed, "What King?" On hearing my voice her eyes raised to mine. "The Lycan king of course." She replied. "I didn't realise that there were two Lycan Kings. Beta Cenat." I smiled. "In case you don't know, this is the supreme ruler of the entire Lycanthropy, Lycan King Adrian Grey." Cenat said. Her eyes went white in fear, "Forgive me your highness." I grabbed her by the shirt, "I don't mind torturing girls, I can take your life now and no one would question me."

Deep and ancient, vibrating in my bones, rattling my teeth, making the bond hum with a warning I had not felt since the fissure opened. The twisted wolves stopped. Their red eyes flickered. They turned. They ran, disappearing into the forest like mist burning off in the morning sun. The field was silent. Cassian lowered his blade. His chest was heaving, his armor cracked, his arm bleeding from a wound that would not stop. "What was that?" he asked. Lysander’s grey eyes were wide. His hand tightened on the dagger. "The king," he said. "The real king. Not the echo we faced in the fortress. Not the shadow we bound in the tomb. The first Lycan king. He is coming."