All Chapters of The Lycan King's Forbidden Fruit.: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

[Chanel’s POV]The feel of the plane jerking rouses me from my nap, and when my eyes fly open, I see mirrored looks of shock on my companions faces. Well, most of them, Anthrose being himself, remains calm while his body tenses, readying for whatever is to come next.“What was that?” I ask, shaking off the last bit of sleep that remains and turning my gaze out my window to find that a large black creature similar to the one that attacked Anthrose and me on the road flies beside us. “Nevermind, I see it.”Shit. I should have known that the bastard we were up against wouldn’t make things so easy, but if he thought we were going to go down without a fight, he was wrong. Even if it meant fighting in mid-air, I wasn’t going to let them take down this plane.“Come on,” I announce, unbuckling.“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Anthrose demands as I head toward the plane’s door. “Have you lost your mind?”“A while ago,” I admit, earning myself a growl. “Sorry, not the time for jokes.

[Chanel’s POV]I sit quietly, my head bowed as Anthrose lays into me, scolding me about my inability to properly consider my actions before I take them and how I acted like I had nine lives instead of one. It was the exact same scolding that I was used to from before, and in a way, it leaves me feeling quite nostalgic—at least, it would, if it weren’t for the fact we had a group of onlookers who were enjoying the show.“When we get to where we are going, you are going to give 100 push-ups; do you hear me?” Anthrose says as I shoot Tyson a glare due to his mouthing every damn thing that Anthrose is saying. “Chanel.”“Yes,” I sigh, knowing there was no point in arguing. “100 push-ups for thinking that I could sprout wings and fly.”“Are you making jokes right now?” He snaps, causing a small smile to spread across my lips. “You aren’t a child anymore, and...”“And you saved me.” I announce, lifting my gaze to his face, which still holds a slight look of relief despite his trying to be st

[Anthrose’s POV]I don’t speak as Chanel’s question flows over me, settling into the deepest pits of my soul along with the loathing and disgust that I’ve felt since the day the thing she is asking about happened, and as much as I would like to say, I know that I can’t.“The plague.” I respond instead, deciding that was a good enough explanation. “It affected my eyes.”“You’re lying.”Chanel’s response is firm, and I know that due to our bond, there was just no way that I would be able to get away with lying to her.“How did it really happen?”How? That was an easy fucking response, but again, I knew that if I were to speak it out loud, then there was a good chance it would dig out the skeletons that I was trying so hard to not think about anymore.“Anthrose,” Chanel’s voice drifts through my muddled thoughts. “You can tell me anything. You know that, right?”I did. But this was something that didn’t only involve me. It also involved her, and I knew if I were to open up about it, then

[Chanel’s POV]I watch as the crevice above me grows farther and farther away until my body is hitting the wolf beneath me, who takes most of the impact. Together, we lay there, watching as the ground slowly begins to close once more, eliminating the little bit of light around us until we are plunged into darkness.Snapping out of it, I jump up and then look to the wolf beside me, taking him in while wondering what exactly he was thinking. And once I shift back into my human form, I wait as he stares at me.“What?” I demand, my annoyance flaring. “Don’t look at me like that.”Letting out what sounds almost like a huff of annoyance, he begins to shift until Tyson is lying on the ground in the wolf’s place.“What?” He asks as I narrow my gaze. “Why are you looking at me like that?”Why? Because he was the reason we were here right now. He wasn’t paying attention to where he was going when he saved me.“Do I really need to answer that?” I sigh, beginning to look around, taking in the tun

[Chanel’s POV]I look around me, taking in the stone walls around me, noting how they’re cracking, allowing vines to grow through them while my intrusive thoughts try to get the better of me. They’re screaming things like what if this place were to collapse. What if you find yourself at a dead end? What if you run out of air? It’s irritating as fuck, and even though I keep telling them to shut up, they just won’t.“Hey,” I call to Tyson, who leads the way in hopes of distracting myself. “Are you certain that we are going in the right direction?”Since he was the one to choose our path and take the lead, I could only hope that he somehow could track the way out of this place, but what if he was just leading us deeper into this underground labyrinth?“Hey,” I repeat when he doesn’t respond to me. “I’m talking to you.”Frustration growing, I move forward and grab his shoulder, forcing him to turn and look at me, but I’m not met with the same gaze that I was used to. Instead, I’m met with