All Chapters of The Lycan King: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Nikolai Heavy is the head that wears the crown. It wasn't easy to always be the one people came to for everything, to always be the one who took care of everyone and everything, to always be the bad guy. But I thought that after I found my mate, she would share that weight with me. She would be there with me every step of the way. "Sometimes, Nikolai, you shock me with just how cruel you really are." Did she really believe that I wanted to punish our pack members? "I'm going to see Andrei because unlike you, I actually consider him my brother and love him like one. And don't worry, I won't heal him. I wouldn't want to give you an opportunity to whip me too." Did she really believe that I wanted to punish my own brother? That I didn't care for him? And to throw it in my face.... I shook my head. She was probably shocked and angry. "She'll come around." Natalia patted my shoulder. I snapped out of my thoughts and realized almost everyone was already gone. "She just doesn't unde

Nikolai I used my gun and shot the three wolves that were coming at me in quick succession. Before I could aim at the fourth one, a deep, rumbling growl hit my ears. Just like mine, it had an effect on the entire pack. All of them stopped. Although they didn't kneel, they grew confused and began turning their heads to look at the source of the growl. And there she was. My Queen. Walking towards me with elegance and grace that was nonpareil. People bowed and moved out of her way as she walked straight. Her hair had turned silver and her eyes were electric blue. They seared into my soul. Armed wolves from our pack flanked her sides, protecting her and giving her space. She didn't have to utter a single word. The Montana Pack members made way for Ava without a word like the Queen she was. It was night-time but our enhanced eyesight helped us see everything clearly. The only thing that distracted me was that Ava's silver hair reflected the moonlight, making it shine like... the m

Avalyn My eyes lost sight of Papa and Nik. Why did he run away? Did he not like me? Did he think of me as a bad person? It didn't make sense. It hurt. Watching him run away from me hurt. Why did he do it? I couldn't think of a single reason why he would be upset with me. Maybe that day... when we were attacked... if I hadn't been there, and he didn't have to defend himself and me, he wouldn't have been kept as a captive in the dungeon. If it wasn't for me, he could have lived as an Alpha with Mama. And then it clicked, he resented me because I killed Mama. My heart dropped. Yes, that was it. It had to be it. My vision was obstructed by a chest. I looked up and saw Dimitri. "Avalyn, your nose is bleeding." Deep concern was etched on his face. My hand immediately came up to touch my nostril and sure enough, it was bloody. I wiped it all away. "It's probably nothing," I muttered. I didn't care about myself. I wanted to talk to Papa and beg for his forgiveness. "Or maybe it is somet

Avalyn My first walk with Papa seemed ages ago. All of us had gotten very busy after that. We hardly saw each other. Especially Nik and I. But we developed a schedule. He would wake me up in the morning with either breakfast in bed and then we would go for a short run around the pack, or we would engage in early morning sex before a quick breakfast and then we would part ways. The first order we issued as the Alpha and Luna of the Montana Pack was to break down the wall on which the heads of wolves hung. Those heads were hung on Emilio's orders as a reminder to the pack about what would happen to them if they upset him in any way. The heads were finally taken down and were lit on pyres by their friends and family. I hoped that those wolves finally attained peace on the other side of the Moon. Max had been given the task of going through the pack’s bank accounts for illegal businesses and suspicious activities. Max's friend Daniel was great with numbers and knew trustworthy people w

Avalyn When I woke up the next morning, Nik was already gone. I looked at the clock and realized it was nine a.m. Of course, he was gone. I got out of bed and stretched my limbs, a huge smile gracing my features. Last night had been... amazing. It was hands down one of our most memorable nights. I went to the washroom and took a quick, warm shower, soothing my sore muscles. Life was good. When I stepped out, I saw Tessa in the room with a pile of clothes in her hand. "For you, Mistress." "Thank you, Tessa." I grinned. I was in a very good mood that morning. "You're very welcome, Mistress. I'll go make your breakfast. Do you need anything?" She looked very worried. "Why are you so worried?" I took off my bathrobe and started putting the clothes she had got me. "I was very scared for you last night, Mistress." Deep concern was etched on her features. "I don't ever want you to have to go through pain. Especially under the hands of the man you love so much!" She whispered the last