All Chapters of The King of Caspian: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1 - Possibilities *Four months ago*PenelopeI stared at the target, loaded gun firmly clasped in my hand. My forefinger lightly pressed the trigger. I took a deep breath in through my nose, slowly letting it out through my mouth. I pulled the trigger, the bullet leaving the chamber shaking my hand as I shot at the target. I did it repeatedly until my gun clicked, and the chamber rang empty. I pushed the red button, moving the target towards me as I took off my goggles and earmuffs. The paper target stopped in front of me. A low whistle sounded behind me, and I smirked as I turned to find Devon Owens standing behind me. He gave me an approved look before his dark brown eyes filled with that cocky look he always gave everyone. His black hair was cropped short and pushed back."Almost a perfect shot. Too bad, it's a one-off." I scoffed. "As if Owens. You know I'm going to graduate at the top of our class. So don't project your insecurities on me." The corner of his mouth tip

Chapter 3 - Pressure Garren It had been a while since I had last visited Ramiro. It was my safe haven, a home away from home, when the chaos and the pressure of the crown became too much. I always find something to keep my hands and mind busy while here. Whether it be helping fix up old buildings or spending time with the younger children and showing them some cool tricks to try with their dragons. But now it felt like no matter what I did; I couldn't find a good enough distraction. My mind always kept returning to her. Her green eyes filled every corner of my mind. Why her? Why did it have to be her that I was mated to? A werewolf with no magical background or royal lineage. I had waited so long for a mate, an equal, and this was what I was gifted. I was a fair male; I always gave everyone the benefit of the doubt. I always let people have a chance to show their strengths and loyalties. But with her, it was different. It was impossible because no matter how much I wanted to be

Chapter 5 - NumbPenelopeI had never gotten drunk before, not just because I was a werewolf, and it took two times the amount of alcohol to get drunk than a human. But because I never had the urge to, but tonight I felt like I needed to. Hilary had suggested that we go out drinking since we had the weekend off, and since I had an all-access pass to my cousin's bars and clubs, I was the perfect wingman for her crazy charades of finding her next dick. I was planning to lie and tell her I had plans, but we both knew said plans were really just me eating an entire tub of ice cream and watching reruns of Gilmore Girls while I spiralled further into self-pity. But I took a look at my reflection on my phone and hated what I saw. The girl who was once so full of life and joy was nowhere to be found; staring back at me was a sad excuse of a female, and I decided I didn't want to live like this anymore. So I swallowed the lump in my throat and plastered on my best smile, and agreed to go out

Chapter 7 - Forgiveness PenelopeIt was like I was stuck in a fog, my mind so full of cobwebs that I had to fight to find my consciousness. The world was like a haze as I slowly peeled my eyes open. The sunlight that streamed through the curtains felt like shards of glass against my eyes.My head pounded like a herd of horses, and my mouth was dry, leaving behind a foul taste whenever I tried to swallow. It took me a minute to take in my surroundings, from the dark-painted walls to the hardwood flooring. My eyes scanned every part of the room. Recognition slowly came to me as my mind processed that I was awake and not trapped in the nightmare that kept replaying in my head. My heart slowed in my chest as I looked around Balor's guest bedroom. A room I had spent a lot of my time in when I first joined the police academy. I let out a deep breath as I slowly sat up, not wanting to make my headache worse. I raised my hand to my forehead, trying to remember what had happened last night

Chapter 9 - OfferPenelopeI walked into my apartment feeling as though all of the life had been sucked out of me. Hearing the truth about why Garren was here had struck a cord I wasn't ready to face. I had a lot of fire within me that I had never experienced before now.Yes, I was angry at Garren for all the embarrassment and self-doubt he had filled me with for months. But I was also pissed at myself for letting him get under my skin like that in the first place. I was an intelligent, independent female. I had been my entire life, and having a mate who was afraid of what other people thought shouldn't change that. That was his problem, not my problem. I shut my door, locked it and made my way into my tiny bachelor pad. You would think on a cop's salary, I would be able to afford a better place, but the city was expensive even when it came to a shoe box like this. But it was close to the precinct and anything else I ever needed, so I didn't complain. However, Balor made a point to te