The Lycan King Rescued Luna의 모든 챕터: 챕터 81 - 챕터 90

LIA'S POVAs I lay there, pretending to still be asleep, I couldn't help but wonder what was going on. I could feel something was off and I knew that Asher was keeping something from me. As soon as he left the room, I got up and walked over to the window. I looked down and saw him talking with William, his Beta. I couldn't hear their conversation from where I was, but I could tell that it was serious.I quickly got dressed and left Asher's chambers, making my way to my own. I took a quick brush up, and then I set out to find Asher and find out what was going on. As I walked through the packhouse, I couldn't help but notice the worried expressions on the faces of the pack members I passed. Something was definitely wrong, and I was determined to find out what this thing was going to be, knowing fully well Asher wouldn't want me out in this weather.As I walk out of Asher's room, I can't shake off the feeling that something is wrong. I quickly make my way back to my own chambers, my mind

LIA'S POVI did not leave after Asher had asked me to. I decided to hang on for a few minutes.As I walked deeper into the hospital, my nose was on high alert, picking up on every scent that crossed my path. I couldn't help but be surprised by how familiar the scent seemed. It was almost like mine, but not quite. I couldn't help but wonder if I had turned into a beast overnight, the thought made me chuckle to myself.I sniffed around, trying to figure out where the familiar scent was coming from. I walked through the hospital rooms, each one more cluttered and destroyed than the last. The doctors were all injured, some more severely than others. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for not being there to help, for not being able to protect them. But there was nothing I could do now.As I walked down the hall, I noticed a door that was slightly ajar. I pushed it open and was met with the most intense version of the scent I had been following. Was this the scent that Asher couldn'

LIA'S POVI slip into the doctor's office, my heart pounding in my chest. The room is dimly lit, and the drawers are scattered all over the place. I can't help but feel a twinge of unease as I begin to look around, searching for anything unusual.The office is small and cramped, with a desk in the center of the room and a few filing cabinets pushed up against the walls. The walls are a pale yellow, and the floor is made of scuffed linoleum. The desk is cluttered with papers and medical equipment, and there's a small computer on one corner. The drawers of the filing cabinets are metal, and they are labeled with different categories such as "Patient Records" and "Lab Results." They are slightly ajar and papers are sticking out of them. Some of the drawers are open, and the contents are scattered on the floor.As I enter the doctor's office, I can't help but notice how dimly lit the room is. The lights flicker, casting eerie shadows across the room, and I can't shake the feeling that I'm

LIA'S POV:As we stepped out of the elevator, my heart was pounding with fear and anxiety. I couldn't believe that someone had broken into the lab and stolen my medical reports. I knew that this was a serious matter and that Asher was doing everything he could to protect me and our pack.As we made our way back to the Packhouse, Asher was deep in thought. He seemed to be piecing together a plan in his mind, and I could see the determination etched on his face.As we walked back to the Packhouse, I could see the tension in Asher's shoulders. He was clearly worried about something, but I didn't know what it was. We walked inside and he immediately turned to William."William, I need you to get me two guards. We're leaving the Pack immediately."William looked at him in shock. "What? But Asher, we haven't haven't sent a message that we are on our way. How do you expect the guards to react if we encroach their Pack unannounced? That will only pose greater trouble. I think you should recon

ASHER'S POVI was told by one of Alpha Enzo's guards to join him at dinner. I left my room and met my guards outside the door. Together, we walked towards the dining room.As we entered the dining room, my eyes were immediately drawn to the large, ornate table that stood at its center. The table was made of dark, polished wood and was surrounded by high-backed chairs upholstered in rich, red velvet. The room was dimly lit by candelabra that hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, golden glow over the entire space.The maids were busy serving the food, moving gracefully between the table and the kitchen. They wore simple, black dresses and white aprons, their hair pulled back in tight buns. They were efficient and silent, their movements almost choreographed as they placed plates of steaming food in front of each guest.I could smell the delicious aroma of the food as I walked towards my seat, my mouth starting to water in anticipation. There was a variety of dishes on the table, includ