All Chapters of The Lycan King’s Caged Princess : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter Ninety OneAnnabelle’s POVI glance at him from the corner of my eye, my heart fluttering like a caged bird within my chest. His name is Knight, and he's been my bodyguard for the past few months. Tall, with rugged good looks and a strong, commanding presence, he exudes an aura of strength and protection that draws me in like a moth to a flame.I find myself craving his attention, yearning for his touch. Every time his gaze meets mine, I feel a rush of warmth coursing through my veins. It's as if he holds some kind of power over me, making me hyper-aware of my own body. He awakens sensations I never knew existed, making me more sensitive to every touch, every whisper of the wind against my skin.Tonight, as I prepare to shower, the thought of him consumes my mind. I close the door to my bedroom, enveloping myself in a cocoon of anticipation. I peel off each item of clothing with a newfound reverence, as if every inch of fabric holds a secret connection to him. My fingers trembl

Chapter Ninety ThreeZara’s POVI cautiously carried my art paintings, one by one, into my cozy little room. Each stroke of color on the canvas held a piece of my soul, a reflection of my innermost emotions. As a young lady with a passion for art, this room was my sanctuary, my haven where I could immerse myself in my creations. The weight of the paintings felt heavier than usual, as if a strange force tugged at them. Beads of perspiration dotted my forehead, betraying my nervousness. My palms grew clammy, causing the canvases to slip slightly in my grasp. But I refused to let my excitement waver.Halfway through the journey, an unforeseen dizziness consumed me. It swirled in my head like a storm, distorting my vision. A sharp pain pierced my abdomen, as if invisible claws were digging deep into my flesh. Panic surged through my veins, mingling with the euphoria that had enveloped me just moments ago.I staggered, my legs weakening beneath me. With a jolt, I dropped one of the painti

Chapter Ninety Five Alexander’s POV I couldn't believe the urgency of the situation as I paced up and down the sterile hospital corridor, my heart pounding against my chest like a relentless drum. Every step I took felt heavier than the last, the weight of worry bearing down on my shoulders. The walls seemed to close in around me, the stark white paint reflecting my escalating fear.Zara, lay inside the hospital room, her face pale and vulnerable, hooked up to countless monitors that blinked and beeped with a rhythm that echoed my anxiety. I couldn't bear to see her like this, so frail and fragile. The minutes stretched into an eternity, the deafening silence broken only by the soft murmurs of nurses passing by, their faces masked with professional concern.I had brought her here in an emergency, hoping the doctors would provide answers, reassurances, anything to quell the storm brewing within me. But so far, their lips remained sealed, their words swallowed by a void of uncertainty

Chapter Ninety SevenZara’s POV I woke up to a blur of bright lights and the sound of hushed voices. Confusion enveloped my mind, as if I had been submerged in a world of disarray. I tried to gather my thoughts, but they slipped through my fingers like sand.Blinking rapidly, I struggled to focus on my surroundings. Slowly, the blurry figures came into view, revealing the sterile walls of a hospital room.A surge of panic gripped me as I realized I was lying on a bed, hooked up to various machines. The sterile scent of antiseptic hung heavy in the air, and the steady beeping of monitors echoed in my ears. It felt like a nightmare, an unwelcome intrusion into my reality. What had happened to me? Why was I in a hospital?Just then, a voice penetrated the haze of my confusion. "Congratulations, Miss. You're pregnant," a doctor's voice rang out, tinged with a mix of surprise and excitement. The words reverberated through the room, shattering the silence. Pregnant? The shock that cours

Chapter Ninety NineKnight’s POV As I entered the training combat gym, the scent of sweat and determination engulfed the air. The floor echoed with the thud of heavy footsteps and the clinks of weights being lifted. As Annabelle’s personal bodyguard, I’m entrusted with the responsibility of ensuring this place was orderly and prepared for the warriors who trained here.The gym was vast, with high ceilings that seemed to touch the heavens. Rows of sleek, metallic machines stood tall, their surfaces gleaming under the bright fluorescent lights. The walls were adorned with motivational posters, inspiring quotes urging the fighters to push their limits and reach for greatness. I took a moment to soak in the atmosphere before my duty began.I rolled up my sleeves, ready to tackle the task at hand. Dust had settled on the equipment overnight, and it was my job to make sure every piece was spotless. I grabbed a clean cloth and began wiping down the benches, removing any signs of sweat o