All Chapters of Chosen By The Lycan Prince: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

This, perhaps, had to be the easiest chase I ever gave. I had him on the ground in a second, my arms pressing against his neck on the hard floor. I smashed my fist into his face, once, twice, and a third time until blood poured from his nose. He struggled beneath me, but his efforts to escape where futile.“Where is she?” I growled at him. I could worry about how the fuck he managed to get into the palace without my knowledge later. Right now, all I wanted was to see her. To know that she was okay, and he’d not laid a finger on her. “I do-n’t know what yo-u are talking about,” he choked.“Where the fuck is she??” I commanded, flashing my claws in his face. The last person I wanted to kill so bad was my late father. I picked him up from the floor, only to throw another punch in his face, my claws digging into his skin. He screamed and staggered back as blood gushed from his face. That would most certainly leave a scar, but what did it matter since he was going to be dead in a few m

DRAVENI failed at the one thing I was supposed to be good at, and I’ll carry the guilt with me for the rest of my life. I made a mistake of letting her out of my sight, but that’s not going to happen anymore. I’ll die before I allowed anything happen to her again, and to make sure she is safe, I had to kill my brother. Heather had vanished again, because I’d failed to eliminate her when I had the chance to. I realized her involvement in the ordeal when I found that camera. I recognized it because I’d gotten it for her on one of her birthdays. All of it was my fucking fault.Betrayal is downright unforgivable for me a man like me, and letting either Heather or Donovan live felt like I was betraying myself and my mate. I wanted to curse the goddess for the ill luck she has dealt me.The oracle had told me once that some bad mistakes I made in the past will come back to haunt me. She had said that I would be the cause of my own downfall and every day, I see it playing before me and I’

“We have been summoned by the kingmakers to prove our bond,” he finally voiced after many minutes of pacing the lengths of his home office.“Okay,” I say slowly “That should not be a problem Draven, I’m your mate,” I reminded him.“It’s a stupid thing,” he shook his head and brushed his fingers through his hair “It has never been heard of and these darn kingmakers know what the implications of their accusations are,”“We saw it coming Draven,” I sighed. I was still not in any mood to face anyone, let alone the kingmakers and council members.“You are not going,” he said, sensing my emotions “I’ll face them alone. You need time to be on your own and fully recuperate. It’s not the right time to be dealing with their many bullshits,”“I’ll go. It’s going to look suspicious if I am absent,” I sighed. Draven pushed his hair back and leaned his back into the wall just staring into space. If I’d not been too overwhelmed with the recent happenings and if I didn’t blame him in some sort o

“Please,” I whispered to Draven. Stopping this would make us look guilty, and that meant Draven would lose his throne. It’ll only take a few more minutes, I tried to reassure myself. I’d learned to trust my instinct, especially after my recent ordeal, and the feeling that plaque me left me highly disoriented. “Something is wrong,” he whispered back to me, hopelessly searching my eyes. The crowd had returned to murmuring amongst themselves. “I have a bad feeling,” I told him back, “but please-” “Prince Draven!” the head king maker’s voice stopped me mid-sentence “What in hell is wrong with your mate? Do we have reason to believe this rumor ?” Draven rose from his feet, his anger quickly enveloping everyone. I stood with him and clung to his arms, stopping him from marching to the man who just spoke. He stood stiff for a minute as he tried to calm his beast. I could see him fighting the urge to attack the man and I had a feeling the two of them might have an underground beef. Draven’

An hour went by, and Vadirr didn’t return with any news. I was stuck there with a fake smile on my face, reassuring the other women at random intervals. Everyone had one question or another to ask, and I gave them the best answer that I could without letting my emotions get the better part of me. Before long, some of them started to relax and I could hear a few laughs here and there as they discussed amongst themselves. The safe house which we are in is sound proof. No one could hear if anything was going on inside, and we could not hear whatever was happening outside. Time seemed to be going too slow and I was gradually running out of patience when I felt a stab of pain at my back. I froze, realising the pain did not belong to me. It happened again, and then a third time. I forced myself away from the crowd to the ladies room, aware of the guard's eye on me until I disappeared behind closed doors. Finally there, I clutched a sink so tight until my knuckles hurt and swallowed a frust