All Chapters of The Lycan King’s Breeder: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

AKIRA’s POV. I stood my ground, my heart racing with frustration. "Search Zephyr," I demanded, my voice firm. "He's always lurking around when the juicy things happen, and I don't trust him. I want him to be searched.” Keiran sneered at me. "You can't just accuse someone without evidence, Akira. Zephyr has served this pack faithfully for years. He's earned our trust. And you are just a little lady who came in barely months ago and you want us to suspect our own for an outsider?” "I don't care about his past," I snapped. "I care about what's happening now. And I think Zephyr knows more than he's letting on. After all, he did claim to see the dagger in my room?” Kael stepped forward, his voice calm. "Akira, I understand your concerns, but Keiran is right. We can't just search Zephyr without a good reason. We need concrete evidence before we take such drastic measures. He holds a responsible position in this pack and I am afraid such an accusation or demeaning act such as searchi

KAEL’s POV.“None of your business.” I hissed at Keiran and turned to leave his quarters. “Where to my king?” A guard who escorted me asked.“Miya’s,” I replied. Seconds turned into minutes and soon the chariot stopped in front of Lyra’s house.“You can go back,” I said dismissing the guard, who bowed his head and turned to leave.I knocked on the door, and a soft voice called out, "Enter." I pushed open the door and stepped inside. Miya’s house was dimly lit, the air filled with the scent of herbs and smoke."Kael, what brings you here?" Miya asked, her eyes gleaming in the dim light. She sat behind a cluttered desk, surrounded by strange objects, carvings and a pot situated in a corner of the room sizzled and hissed."The murder case," I replied, taking a seat across from her. I pulled out the picture from my pocket and placed it on the desk. "I need your help on this."Miya's expression turned serious as she picked up the picture. "A photograph... of Kaida." Her eyes scann

AKIRA’s POV.I paced back and forth in Kael's private chambers, frustration threatening to consume me.“F^^k it.” I cursed, pulling my hair.First, the search at Keiran's place yielded nothing. And now, Keiran was closer to being proven innocent. Which meant more trouble for me.“Why the f^^k is this happening to me?”All the evidence pointed to me, but I knew I didn't kill Kaida. Yet, Keiran wouldn't rest until I was killed. I couldn't understand why he hated me so much. What have I done to deserve this?“Maybe it is because you repeatedly promised to stop him from being the alpha of this pack, so he is teaching you a lesson on how to keep your nose on your face and out of other people’s business.” A voice in my head scorned.Or was he doing this to distract the pack from a bigger game he was playing in the shadows? I wouldn't put it past him. Keiran was cunning, always thinking several steps ahead.But what could he be planning? And why involve me in it?I stopped pacing and looked

Akira's POV The next morning, the sun was already high, but the weight in my chest had not gone away. I stood by the window, observing outside as the pack guards marched in and out of the courtyard. I saw Kael outside giving commands, his voice sharp and crisp. But I knew better, his sharpness was just external. Deep down, he was carrying too much. After last night's conversation, I didn't sleep well. I kept wondering about Zephyr, how quiet he had been recently, how cautious. Too cautious. Last night's surprise appearance by him after our conversation was no accident. He was observing. A soft knock pulled me out of my thoughts. "Come in," I replied. Sheila-one of the maids-arrived with a tray of food. Her eyes scanned over me rapidly, as though she sensed my nervousness. "Are you okay?” I noticed you didn't come down for breakfast,” she said quietly. “I thought you'd be famished.” "Thanks," I responded, not feeling like eating. She put the tray down and waited. "I'm sorr

Akira's POV The next day seemed to come too soon. I barely slept, and when I did, I had strange and fragmented dreams. I woke up tired, with a throbbing headache and a tight chest. The tension wasn't disappearing, it just kept on growing like a storm we could not stop. Kael hadn't said any word all through. We sat across from each other at the table during breakfast, barely touching our food. His mind was elsewhere, and so was mine. Something was happening in the dark, and we were only just starting to see pieces of it. "I don't trust this silence," I said quietly. Kael lifted his head, his eyebrows scrunched. "Neither do I. But we can't rush. We make one wrong step, and Zephyr runs…or worse." I nodded. The memory of Zephyr in the training room last night came back. His calm face. His eyes. How he'd asked, "You trust him?" That wasn't a casual thing to ask. That had been a warning in disguise. Kael pushed his plate aside and stood. "I'm going to the council hall. There's a mee