All Chapters of Mate to the Lycan king: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

A sound as soft as a spring breeze lingered in my ears, and when I opened my eyes I saw William's eyes, bright as stars. "William?" I coughed twice, and saw William sitting beside me. He took me gently by the back and told me to sit up. "Why am I here?" I remember jumping into the river to escape Alpha Mike, but why is William here? "Good question!" William looked at me calmly, "Queen Caseland ordered me to lead the king's cavalry to the battlefield to join Lyon, and when I was about to reach the Maple Tree Tribe, I was told that I could not enter their territory. So I led my army to camp next to the valley, but I didn't expect to meet you, a mermaid!" "Alpha Mike has rebelled, and he wants to capture me to give Madeleine credit!" I said, "He drove me to the edge of a cliff, and I had to jump off the cliff!" " "Alpha Mike Mutiny?" William frowned, "It seems that my guess is correct. But at this time, h

"You don't need to tell me the answer now!" William said this, and quietly departed. Leon was already at my side, and he took me by the waist with one hand, and led me into his arms. "Here you are!" Leon stared at me with those purple eyes, "I received a letter from William, who told me what happened!" I am sorry to leave you alone among the Maple tribe. But no matter, Mark had already killed Alpha Mac! Now, let me take you to see my prisoner of war!" Leon's words were tinged with cruelty as he led me to a well-fortified dungeon. We passed through dark dungeon passages, the uneven ground was damp and slimy, and even the air was full of rancid odors. When we reached the end, I saw Princess Madeleine locked in a cell. I saw that her hair was disordered, that her hands were fastened with silver chains, and that her red dress, embroidered with golden roses, was stained with sludge. Princess Madeleine, who had lost her crown, w

To celebrate the victory in the war, Alpharos of the Red Moon Tribe held a celebratory feast. Leon and I were invited to the banquet, which was held in a hall capable of holding several hundred people at a time. Many of the officers and men who had fought in the battle were invited. I sat beside Leon, watching the table before me filled with food, but with no appetite. The maids are constantly adding new dishes and replacing empty wine glasses. In the center of the hall was a vacant space that could be used for a show, and several handsome dwarfs were performing a ball toss. Some of the officers below laughed at the dwarf's performance, while others drank and talked loudly to those at the table. In the crowd I saw a silent figure, and William was like a shadow caught in the tumult of the heat. He did not say a word, but drank in silence. At this point he pretended to look casually at the main table on the stage, and I met his dark ripplin

William staggered back two paces; he wiped the blood gracefully from his lips with his fingers, and his golden eyes, instantly transformed into keen swords, looked directly at Leon. It was evident that William spoke without the least fear in the face of the oppressive aura of power that emanated from Leon. "We haven't fought for a long time!" William said, "This time I won't let you again, like I did when I was a child!" " "You've never won against me!" Leon's face was sullen, his eyes cold. "I won't show mercy to your subordinates anymore! My cousin!" I watched the murderous gleam in Leon's eyes, and hurried to get between the two men, lest William should be hurt. "Leon, please don't hurt William!" I said to Leon, "We're just friends!" " "Friends don't hold hands! I even smell his after-taste on you! Leon said, pushing me away as he raised his fist and swung it at William again.

"I warned you, now is not the time!" A woman's deep voice rang in my ears as another woman responded to her. "We can't wait any longer!" "You're so anxious! That would make it worse! The surface of an unripe apple looks bright, but the taste is bitter! The woman sighed, "Let her wake up first, she has the right to know all this!" " While my head was still drowsy, a pair of cold fingers pressed lightly on either side of my temples. An electric tingle roused me from my stupor. When I saw all around me, I found myself lying in the temple. Candles were lighted in candlesticks around, and in the centre of the platform stood the statue of the Moon-god, her face still impassive, her eyes full of majesty sufficient to contain all the world. Two strange, white-haired women in dark blue cloaks stood before me, staring at me with their eyes. At this moment the prophetess Narnia came in with a ke