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All Chapters of Saved By The Rogue Lycan King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

4 Chapters

Chapter 1

Saved By The Rogue Lycan King/Dark Ocean

NAT’S POV"I am strong and resilient," I muttered under my breath as I sprinted through the dense forest, the sound of angry footsteps pounding behind me. I dared not look back, but I knew my pursuers were gaining on me. My heart was pounding, my lungs were burning, but I pushed on, determined to escape."I will find my own path and overcome any obstacle," I chanted, my legs beginning to wobble beneath me. I could feel my energy waning, but I refused to give up. I had to escape, to break free from the people who had used and abused me. I had to find my own path, one where I was in control of my own life."Today is not the day I die," I gasped, but before I could finish the sentence, I tripped over a thick branch and tumbled head over heels through the undergrowth. My body slammed into a large tree, and I cried out in pain as my head hit the trunk. I lay there, dazed and disoriented, wondering if today would be the day after all."Where did she go? I can't perceive her scent anymore,

Chapter 2

Saved By The Rogue Lycan King/Dark Ocean

NAT’S POV"No," I shook my head, horrified as I watched the two men charge toward King Draven. He stood tall, a menacing grin on his face as he sliced through their throats with his blade. They fell to the ground, dead at his feet. I felt the blood drain from my face, my heart pounding in my chest. "I should run," I said, panic rising in my voice. "I can't just wait here for death.""I won't die with them," I mumbled, my voice barely above a whisper. I turned and started to run, my heart pounding in my chest. "Not today," I said, my voice stronger this time. "Today is not the day I die."I was still running, my heart pounding in my chest. The sound of footsteps behind me made my pulse quicken, and my breath caught in my throat as I heard a man yell, "Get that bastard, he's not the rogue king!" I tried to turn, but my legs faltered beneath me and I landed hard on my backside. The rogue king was upon me in an instant, his breathing ragged as he leaned over me. "Get up," he gasped, "yo

Chapter 3

Saved By The Rogue Lycan King/Dark Ocean

NAT’S POVI slowly opened my eyes, blinking against the harsh white light of the ceiling. A ceiling fan whirred overhead, its blades moving slowly. I tried to move, but every muscle in my body ached. I was on a soft bed, the sheets silky against my skin. I tried to sit up, but my head was pounding, the pain like a hammer against my skull. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut against the agony.“When was the last time I slept on a bed in a bright room like this?” I mused, letting myself sink back into the softness of the bed. I took a deep breath, my nostrils flaring as I inhaled the scent of the room. It was clean and fresh, like the smell of a spring day after a rainstorm. I couldn't remember the last time I'd slept somewhere so peaceful. "Ugh," I moaned, rubbing my temples as I tried to remember how I'd gotten here. The last thing I remembered was the blow to my head, and then... nothing. I sat up, my fingers searching for a wound on my skull, but found nothing. Must have healed on

Chapter 4

Saved By The Rogue Lycan King/Dark Ocean

AZIEL’S POVI stood by the window, arms crossed, staring out into the distance. My shoulders quivered with anger as I gritted my teeth, barely containing the rage that was bubbling up inside me. I could feel my heart racing, and my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I tried to take a deep breath, to calm myself down, but it was no use. The anger was too intense, too all-consuming.My ears perked up as I heard her footsteps approach, and I clenched my fists as the door creaked open. I turned to face her as she entered, her head bowed. I had to remain strong, I told myself, even though my heart was pounding and my stomach was twisting in knots."What the hell were you thinking, Rayna?" I shrieked, my anger erupting like a volcano. I watched her flinch at my outburst and immediately felt a pang of guilt. But I couldn't help it; I was furious. I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself, speaking in a low, measured tone. "Why did you do it?" I asked, trying to keep my voice level.