All Chapters of The Lycan King's Forbidden Fruit.: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Two souls come together, combining as one. Bringing forth a prophecy that can’t be undone. They move together with forceful thrusts, brimming with hate and lust. As their bodies begin to slowly entwine, their darkness comes forth just in time.To encase the world in darkness, to bring about the end of times.And when it is finished, there will be hell to pay.[Chanel’s POV]I stare in disbelief at the unmoving man on the ground in front of me.“Devin!” Angela wails, kneeling beside her husband and shaking him. “Devin! This isn’t funny! Stop it!”My heart breaks as I watch the scene, but I can’t quite fully find it in me to consider this reality. How was it possible that things took such a drastic turn in such a short amount of time?“Chanel!”Tearing my gaze from the scene, I watch as Giddeon rushes toward me with a look of horror on his features.“Did you find them?” I ask, though I already know the answer.If he was alone, it meant that Diego and that bastard Bernard got away, an

[Chanel’s POV]The next morning, I sit in the driver’s seat of my beloved truck, while Anthrose sits in the passenger seat. It is clear from his tense body and the way his hand claws at the oh shitbar that he doesn’t quite trust my driving. It is both amusing and annoying to see such a man like that, and part of me wants to drive like a bat out of hell just to tease him even more. However, I decided to be good since I didn’t want to hear his nagging the entire time we were stuck in this vehicle together.Raven Wood was a good way away from where we were staying and would take half the day to drive. Since there was no chance that we would be able to make it home after we finished speaking with Rosalie’s grandfather, we rented a hotel room, and just the thought of being alone with Anthrose in such a small place was doing all sorts of things to me.Hell, even now his warmth and his aura were invading my senses, making my heart do crazy things and my body thrum with excitement.Shit. When

[Chanel’s POV]Anthrose and I are led into the large castle that is Raven Woods Packhouse, and when we enter, all eyes come to rest on us. Each gaze holds distrust and panic, and if I had to wager, I would say that all members of this pack were already well aware of what was happening. That realization alone pisses me off because they weren’t making the rest of the area aware.“Bastard,” I grumble, my anger spiking. “Keeping secrets.”“Chanel,” Anthrose warns, his tone stern. “Mind your words while we are in another’s territory.”“Got it, old man.” I huff, rolling my eyes. “But he is.”As I speak, a laugh escapes Ulrick, but he doesn’t bother saying anything. Instead, he leads us straight to his office, and once he is seated, he motions for us to do the same.Plopping down, I throw one leg over the other and then wait for Anthrose to take his place beside me. Only once he is seated do I lean forward, placing my hands on the desk that separates me from the asshole who has kept secrets.

[Chanel’s POV]I keep my gaze fixed on Ulrick’s as he processes what he has just been told, and when his lips twitch into a frown, I know that he truly doesn’t know where Gil is.“That is concerning.” He murmurs, rubbing his chin.“We will find him.” I announce.I couldn’t help but feel that Gil’s disappearance was somehow related to Rosalie and Diego’s. As a member of the same blood line as Rosalie, wouldn’t Gil also be somehow involved in this? Although I still wasn’t fully convinced that he was on our side, I would give him the benefit of the doubt.“Mmmm.” It is all the old man says before slumping in his seat. “Then I will leave it to you, but please allow me to send a few of my own men with you on your journey.”“Thanks,” I sigh, getting up and stretching. “Then, I believe that we’re done here.”“Yes, I believe so,” Ulrick chuckles as Anthrose opens his mouth to, I’m sure, fuss at me for so rudely getting up. “I’ll have my men lead you to your quarters.”“I’d appreciate it.”Lat

[Chanel’s POV]I stare at Anthrose in disbelief as I try to process what he was saying to me. Sure, in the past he would scold me for being too rash, too stubborn, or even too impulsive, but never did he call me easy or make me out to be an embarrassment or a whore.“Is that what you really think of me?” I ask quietly, my heart breaking into a thousand pieces. “That I’m nothing more than an easy woman who continues to make a fool out of herself?”At my question, Anthrose’s expression shifts from angry to shocked, but even if he were to try to backtrack now, it was already too late. The damage that his words caused was done.“Nevermind,” I continue, feeling more tears that I was certain were already gone prick at the corners of my eyes. “You don’t have to answer that. You’ve already said enough.”“Chanel,” Anthrose gasps as I turn and start to move. “Wait.”As he speaks, he reaches out, attempting to wrap a hand around my wrist, but I pull away, dodging his attempt entirely and then sh