All Chapters of Torn Between The Alpha And The Lycan King: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Maddox' POV: I heard some curious sounds outside of the comforts of my room, but something told me to wait and not go out. I was sure that if I were being attacked, it would come from nobody but Kian. And I was waiting for it.If people were told that two of the most influential Alphas were going into war because of a sex slave, I am certain they would think we had some loose screws.I wasn’t ready to give up on Lessia, not because I loved her or cared for her. But because she belonged with me. She was my property to use however it pleased me.Kian was also not ready to let go of her, for reasons I was unaware of. I had some spies in his pack, but after weeks of watching him, they couldn’t come up with any significant reason to why he protected that slut. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought she enchanted him.I’m sure the bitch must have shown him my letter, she would do anything to avoid coming back to me. Even if it meant pinning him against me. But for what?From the in

Lessia's POV I could sense in Kian a deep frustration that always found a way to sip through his eyes and ride on the rhythm of his heartbeat when I laid on his chest. He was troubled. I knew so because his smile didn't stretch as wide as it used to. His blue eyes didn't glitter with the color of the sea as it used to as well. And I missed it. I missed how beautiful and regal he always seemed when he stared down into my eyes.He came back that day, looking extremely down and distraught. I asked him what was wrong and the only thing he told me was that he had a little quarrel with some other Alphas.He laid down on the bed, tired of the day, his shoulders brought low as he sunk into the bed's embrace.I needed to cheer him up. I thought for long how I could do so. And then I figured that he might actually be really hungry. I could finally cook for him that dish I had been planning to for long, since the last time I did so, I wasn't able to relish the look on his face eating it due to

Kian's POV While I laid down on the bed, I could only feel discomfort. There was no spot I would toss my head to that would give me the comfort needed to sleep.The sound of the night was equally as discomforting. In my head I couldn't help replay in ever detail what had happened in the previous day. I knew I had messed up. I could only stay in bed at the time to cringe at myself.But there was also the thought of her being responsible for what happened. It can’t be a coincidence that after I showed her the vase, it got broken. Was the nursing some kind of resentment towards me?Every time I closed my eyes I couldn't help seeing her face stare back at me, from the pitch darkness, and then, remembering the guards taking her away and how I avoided like a plague her eyes. I could have easily looked into her eyes yesterday and tell the guards to stop. That maybe I was making a big mistake. Maybe we had to make a more thorough investigation. But I didn't.I was the leader of my pack, if I

Lessia's POV "Water!" I breathed, as the warm drops of the life supporting liquid fell on my body from the shower. You wouldn't know what you have until you lose it. And right at that moment, the feeling of water once again touching my face and body, was a luxury I couldn't afford in the prison.I could feel and smell the damned odor of the cell I was in, washing off already. My eyes were still not so used to the light as I had stayed in that place without even the tiny bit of luminescence.The memories of the prison still stood out in my head. The darkness, the fear...and the disappointment. it wasn't the first time I had been locked up. But it was the first time I was being locked up by someone I truly desired and loved.And those nightmares made it a lot worse, especially the one I had imagined Maddox coming to take me back to his pack, I couldn’t get it out of my head no matter how hard I tried.I wished Kian knew the extent of damage his actions had caused me, locking me up for

Kian's POV: My ears seemed to be hearing the non existent as I took more steps into the Pack house. Either that or I had missed Lessia's voice so much that I was beginning to hear it bounce across the walls of the building. Maybe that was it, I was really just hallucinating. I didn't want to believe that was the truth so I sought out to quench my curiosity.She sounded happy, her laughter did way more than bring memories of her before the night I threw her in prison. It also brought questions to my mind. Her words were unintelligible, I couldn't make out any word she spoke."Who is she talking to?" I breathed to myself nervously. Shaking a bit with jealousy as I took every step forward, the sound of my shoes' sole clashing with the floor, resounding across the hall.The voices kept getting louder as I walked, and so was my heart beat, implying that I was indeed getting closer to the source. My curiosity raged on within me, threatening to tear my mind apart. Soon I reached my destinat