All Chapters of His Regret: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

{Isla’s POV}I didn’t let Natgy’s words linger on my mind for long.“When you finally meet the Lycan King, don’t hate him as much.” What was that supposed to even mean? I’mma hate that Wretch and send him to his grave with intense hatred.I continued on my way towards the Palace, leading a team of three men behind me.One strong one.One disabled one.One chickened one—- if there’s any word like chicken.It was the weirdest combo ever but we’ll deal with it. I’ll deal with it. I needed to return to the Palace fast as I knew my mum would be worried sick about me by now. It wouldn’t be a shocker if I found out that she had sent guards to start looking for me by now. But I knew Ralph and Kayla already had an idea that I wanted to do something. They just didn’t know what it was. But whether they knew or they didn’t, whether my mum was worried or she wasn’t, all those weren’t important right now.What was important was the fact that the Lycans were already in the Reigns… and we needed t

{Isla’s POV}For the first time since I became Queen, I felt like Isla— just Isla.My mum really thought I was not stable— misbehaving as a result of Carlot's death. She really didn’t believe I was truly mentally sane.I get it. Carlot was my Dad’s best friend— even though he didn’t know it, and I loved my Dad so much to the extent that I fancied whoever he fancied. And he fancied Carlot. But I really bonded with Carlot because of his oddly unique personality. How he acted odd when he was supposed to act normal and acted normal when he was supposed to be odd. He was the funniest without even trying and his death broke me down in so many ways. But that’s why I’m still sane— sane enough to want to get vengeance for him and end every other case of criminality and injustice in Reigns.But my mum wasn’t seeing it that way. She didn’t even want to entertain the information I had gathered over at Zitumi’s Pack.“You’ll love Kayla’s Plan,” is what she had told me and now, we were in the court

{Isla’s POV} We were marching through the woods, silence on our lips but our feet roaring with thuds. It was only a matter of time before our lips would tear into the silence with war cries and our claws would be swung into the air to spill blood.But for now, there was still serenity. However, the serenity wasn’t for me. Unlike everyone else traveling through the forest, my enemy wasn’t just the Lycans and their King. I had other enemies— unknown enemies and I had to fish them out before they would do more damage.I had to separate those I knew I could trust from those I suspected to be dubious. And to start identifying the iffy ones, I turned to my left. “Ralph,” I called.Ralph tuned out from the conversation he was having with Emkay and turned towards my direction. He immediately strolled over to meet me. “Yes, my Queen.”I had a frown on but then I smiled. “You regard me this way so often that I’ve gotten used to it. It no longer sounds strange hearing you call me, ‘my Queen”.

{Isla’s POV}Korr was a Lycan and when he said he could smell his fellow Lycans, I believed him at once.As werewolves, we could perceive other things with our sense of smell but then the strongest scent we could perceive was the scent of another werewolf. So with that fact, I knew it was the same for the Lycans.Korr’s words shot me with dread and I rushed over to where the other warriors were scattered and apprised them of the new information. There were other Lycan spies.They all became silent and vigilant and I instructed them to stay that way. I crept over to the Lycan who was alive of the three we had captured and I slaughtered him. I knew he could smell his fellow Lycans too and it was just a matter of time before he gave up our location, hence my reason for killing him. Immediately. I took up a knife and sliced myself at the wrist. Andrea and some other person tried to stop me but they weren’t quick enough.“My Queen.” Andrea called in a hushed voice as she stared at me in sh

{Isla’s POV}I led the attack through the Main gate of the Palace, the North entrance gate, and the shouts of the warriors full of vigor all around me fueled my motivation. It gave me the boldness I needed to march into the Palace and face the powerful Lycan King. We stormed the Palace like a blast of lightning and any spectator around would think that we wanted to tear down the Palace… but no, we just wanted to retain our home.The gates were torn down to aid our entry while some of the warriors climbed up the crooked part of the wall that we had set up days before, and we entered the Palace with our warming numbers.But when we did, we were blown away by the sight before us. On my Throne, my own throne, was seated the Lycan King, a figure mightier than any being I’ve ever seen. I tensed.He had brought my throne out of the Throne room and the Palace building and placed it a short distance from the Palace gates and walls, and now he was sitting on it and wearing brutality on his sk