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Kidnapped By The Lycan Prince Chapter 60: Caspian's POV
Dinner is suffocating.The tension in the air is so thick it could be sliced with the very knife I use to cut my meat. Not that I have much of an appetite. My mother hasn’t looked at me since I walked in. My father speaks, but his words are clipped, cold—like an executioner passing judgment.I expected this. The moment I rejected Eden, I knew this would be my fate. But none of that weighs on me as much as the thought of Delilah, alone in my chambers, eating dinner by herself.She shouldn’t have to eat alone. She shouldn’t have to hide.She deserves better than this—than me.But I can’t let her go either.I push the food around my plate, barely registering the conversation between my parents. Their disappointment is a silent, brooding presence, thickening with every passing second.It’s my mother who finally breaks the silence."What were you doing in Moonhaven, Caspian?"The sharpness of her voice snaps me from my thoughts. I look up, meeting her steely gaze."Business reasons."S
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The door opens with a soft creak, and I glance up from where I’m curled on the bed, my fingers absently tracing patterns on the silk sheets.He’s back. I smile up at him and he pauses in his steps just long enough to return it with a fairly real one.I know the second he steps into the room—there’s a tension about him, a weight in his shoulders that wasn’t there this morning. His usually sharp, commanding presence seems dulled, as though he’s been at war with something he can’t quite conquer.I watch him silently as he crosses the room, shrugging off his jacket with a little more force than necessary, tossing it onto the chair by the desk. His expression is unreadable, but I know better.He’s worked up.“Long dinner?” I ask softly, sitting up a little, the sheets falling from my legs.He glances at me, and for a brief moment, the hard edge in his eyes softens. But then it’s back—the storm brewing behind his silver irises.“You could say that.” His voice is tight, clipped.He pulls a
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Something warm and solid presses against me, an unrelenting weight that refuses to let me move. I shift slightly, but the grip around me tightens.I blink, trying to adjust to the morning light streaming through the window, only to realize that I’m wrapped in a tangle of limbs—Caspian’s limbs. His arm drapes heavily over my waist, his leg hooked over mine, his chest warm against my back. He’s practically caging me in.I sigh. “Caspian.”No response.I wiggle again, attempting to pull my leg free, but his hold only firms.“Caspian, you need to wake up,” I try again, my voice still groggy from sleep.A low, lazy hum rumbles from his throat, but he doesn’t move.“Caspian,” I warn, pressing my elbow lightly against his ribs. “You have business with your father this morning.”“Father can wait,” he mutters, his voice thick with sleep. His grip tightens, pulling me even closer, as if that were possible. “You, on the other hand… not letting go.”I huff. “You’re being ridiculous.”“Mmm. No, I
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The door clicks shut behind me as I step into the room, my mind still buzzing from the conversation with Eden. My grip tightens on the tray, and when I set it down on the table, the plates rattle loudly. I flinch at the sound, my irritation making my movements harsher than intended.But none of that matters right now.I rush to the mirror, my hands trembling slightly as I push my hair back, searching for what Priscilla pointed out earlier.And then I see it.A streak of silver-white cutting through my golden locks like a slash of moonlight.My stomach clenches.This isn’t normal.I tilt my head, running my fingers over the strands as if touching them will somehow make them disappear. But they don’t. They stand out in stark contrast against the rest of my hair.A lump forms in my throat. I’ve never heard of this happening to a human before. Twenty-one-year-olds don’t just wake up with silver hair. It’s unnatural.The sound of sloshing water pulls me from my thoughts.A moment later,
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I groan, pressing my palm against my forehead as another wave of heat rushes through me.It started about an hour ago—this unbearable fever that makes my body feel like it’s burning from the inside out. My skin feels too tight, my limbs ache, and my head throbs with an intensity that makes it hard to think.I push the blankets off, only to shiver violently as cool air brushes against my damp skin. Sweat clings to me, making the fabric of my nightshirt stick uncomfortably to my back. I feel awful.Taking a deep breath, I force myself to sit up. The moment I do, dizziness crashes over me, and I have to grip the edge of the mattress to steady myself. My vision swims for a second before settling.I need air.Caspian left early this morning to deal with the rogues pushing closer to the wall. He doesn’t know about the fever. And honestly, I don’t want to bother him with it. He already has enough on his plate.Swinging my legs over the edge of the bed, I let my feet touch the cool floor.
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A soft hum fills the air as the clinic door swings open, and a familiar voice rings out, cheerful as ever.“Well, well, look who decided to finally visit me again.”I lift my head from where I’ve been resting against the examination table and find Brooke standing by the door, her hands on her hips, a bright smile stretched across her face.“Hey, Brooke,” I murmur, trying to sit up properly, but my body protests with a wave of exhaustion.She walks over with an easy grace, her brown eyes scanning me with mild concern. “You know, I was starting to think you were avoiding me,” she teases. “It’s been, what? A whole month since you were discharged? And not a single follow-up visit?”I open my mouth, scrambling for an excuse, but before I can get a word out, Cassidy beats me to it.“Oh, please,” she scoffs, crossing her arms. “You’re giving her too much credit, Brooke. Lilah is just stubborn. If I hadn’t dragged her here myself, she’d probably still be rotting away on that couch in the pack
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A low groan escapes me as I shift beneath the covers, but even that small movement sends a sharp ache radiating through my bones. My entire body feels like it's been run over, set on fire, and then left out in the cold. The fever hasn’t gone away—it’s only gotten worse. My skin burns, yet I shiver uncontrollably.I barely register the sensation of something warm pressing against my shoulder until a deep voice cuts through the fog.“Hold still.”A damp towel slides down my arm, the warmth seeping into my skin, offering the slightest bit of relief. I exhale, my lashes fluttering open to find Caspian hovering over me, his brow creased in concern.He’s perched on the edge of the bed, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing the lean strength of his forearms. The towel in his hands is damp with warm water as he gently presses it against my overheated skin.My lips part, but my voice is hoarse when I try to speak. “You don’t have to—”“I do.” His tone leaves no room for argument. “You
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The scent of warm broth fills the room, but I can’t bring myself to eat it. I can barely even look at it. The pain in my bones, the ache that’s consumed my body for the past four days, is enough to make even the simplest of actions unbearable. Yet Caspian is hovering over me, spoon in hand, determination written all over his face.“Please, just a little,” he begs, his voice soft but desperate. “You haven’t eaten in days, Lilah. You need your strength.”I shake my head, pulling the covers up to my chin, turning my face away from the spoon he’s trying to shove in my mouth.“I’m not hungry,” I mutter, my voice thin and tired.“You have to eat.” He doesn’t give up. “Just a bite. One bite.”“I said I’m not hungry,” I snap, my headache worsening with each word I speak. The pressure in my skull is unbearable. Every time I try to chew, the pain intensifies.He frowns, leaning in closer, his brow furrowed. “You’ve barely eaten anything in four days. Do you know how dangerous that is? You’re
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The music swells around us, soft yet powerful, the perfect melody for a moment like this. My hand rests in Caspian's, and my other rests lightly on his shoulder as we glide across the ballroom floor. The golden chandeliers overhead bathe us in warm light, making everything shimmer—my silver gown, the golden embroidery on Caspian’s regal suit, the crown atop his head, and the one newly placed upon mine.The ceremony was breathtaking, a moment forever etched in my soul. I was not just Caspian’s mate now—I was his queen, standing beside him in every sense of the word. And now, at the reception, with laughter and celebration all around us, I finally allow myself to breathe, to feel the joy that tonight has brought.Caspian pulls me closer, his breath teasing my ear as he murmurs, “I have half a mind to steal you away from all these people.”I smile, tilting my head up to meet his gaze. “And risk the wrath of Cassidy? She’s spent a week planning this. I don’t think even you, King of Gol
