All Chapters of The Battle of The Lycan Kings : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Leon’s POVSince Maeve came to live with me, I’ve been happy. I thought it meant that she chose me over Erik, I mean, it was what she meant…kind of.That night, she was burning up but after taking this strange-looking medicine, she felt better. We had a lot of sex that night, but it was only when she slept that I noticed the mark on her neck.It was like a black flower, and I most certainly have seen that mark before. It was not a good mark and there was only one person who could give such marks – Lohki.That night, as she slept, I got out of bed and searched for the files where I kept Erik’s number. When I dialed it, I didn’t expect him to answer so quickly.“Who is this?” he asked, but it annoyed me that he didn’t have my number. I almost hung up, but I thought about Maeve. That mark on her neck got me worried, and I had just one question for Erik.“What is that mark on her neck?” I said instead. He remained quiet for a while before he said, “Leon,”“Answer me,” I persisted while he

Caden’s POV We searched everywhere for Maeve, but after a very long time, we found her in the woods. She was on the ground shaking like a leaf. We took her back home, and we called Yola, but despite everything Yola tried, Maeve did not get better. Instead, she got worse. “Why is this happening?” I asked, not really expecting an answer, as I placed my hand on Maeve’s hot skin. Her face had become pale, and her lips were dried and cracked. She was looking like a shadow of herself and I just couldn’t figure out what to do. “We need to figure out something fast. If Erik sees her like this…” Yola said as she paced up and down the room. “Why is only Erik’s feelings being put in consideration here? Caden and I also care about Maeve,” Leon said, but he didn’t sound bitter or angry, he sounded curious. Yola looked at him, and then she looked away without saying a word. “Yola, is there something you’re not telling us?” “I have done some research on situations of multiple mates. It is ve

Maeve’s POVBeing wrapped in the arms of the one who once rejected me cruelly was indeed a strange feeling for me. I remember how I heard his name in my heart the first time I saw him. I already envisioned our life together in those moments.I was so happy to be mated to a Lycan king, but when I realized the other two were my mates as well, I was overwhelmed. I knew everything would depend on whatever their verdict would be, but unfortunately, Erik, the greatest of them, rejected me and banished me.It was his fault that all of this happened. He made me run away, only to meet Lohki, who turned me into a killing machine. Considering how much I grew to loathe my mates after their rejection, I am surprised that I didn’t at least try to kill him.Now that the amulet is gone, my wicked tendencies are also gone. Even if I wanted to hurt him, I couldn’t. The truth of the matter was that my anger was completely gone.“ If we had known that the amulet was the cause of your pain, we would’ve go

Erik’s POV*14 years ago before Erik’s mother’s death*“Erik!” I heard my father call after I had destroyed one of the artifacts in his room. It was an accident. I didn’t really mean to do it. It's just that I’d seen something quite intriguing under the bed in his room.They looked like small, pearly objects, and they were glowing very faintly.“Erik! I know you’re the one who broke this damn artifact! Don’t let me come sniff you out or else!” I heard him bark as he started heading angrily for my room, but knowing my father, I didn’t hide in my room, I went to my mother’s room. I was in her closet, hoping he wouldn’t find me.“Erik! If I find you –““- Damon! What’s wrong?” I heard my Mom say as she met with him in the lobby.“Your son destroyed our family heirloom!”“Damon, that thing is barely an heirloom. Besides, he must not have done it on purpose.”“It doesn’t mean he shouldn’t be punished for his actions. You’re spoiling him, Heather!”“I have no problem with him being punished

Maeve’s POVI woke up feeling different. Something had changed in me, I could feel it. I felt like my old self again and all my bitterness and hatred was gone. As my eyes lazily opened, I sneezed twice, wrinkling my nose as I sat up.“Maeve? Maeve?" I heard someone say, but my vision was still a little blurry.“Guys, she’s alive!” I heard another person say as I blinked repeatedly.“Faye?” I said, looking at my friend who I hadn’t seen for a while. Faye closed her mouth with her palms as tears welled in her eyes. Before I could say anything, she hugged me so tightly, saying, “I knew you wouldn’t die, I just knew you’d make it!”“What happened?” I asked when she released me.“I was told that you were sick and that you wouldn’t make it. We all came to say our goodbyes, but I came with some flowers I thought you might like, with hopes that you would wake up when you perceive their fragrance,” Faye said, while the other woman with her nodded.“Aren’t flowers what people bring when someone