All Chapters of House of the Lycans: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

AVA KILLIAN Ava was escorted into the king's sophisticated chamber. As she scrutinized the room, dark with a faint light from the inner room, it had an intimidating aura. The mysteriousness of the room, mixed with the uncertainty of what was about to happen to her, made her heart thump. Since Alpha Axel didn't claim her as his mate, nor did he declare her as his sex slave, she was lost and clueless. Just then, he walked into the room. They stared at each other for a silent minute. The expression in his eyes was mysterious, but the malice in that mysteriousness wasn't just hate but loathing. It spelled coldness and rage, as if her presence was infuriating. As he prowled closer to her, Ava took steps backward, and he stopped. She needed no one to warn her—what kind of game would a prey play with an Alpha? She froze, and he lifted her chin to meet his face up to his 6'3" height. He caressed his fingers on her face down to her cheek, gently enough that she felt a foreign feeling that

“Stop!" Kaila said, and his guard turned back again. "We can't act rashly. There should be a strategic way to do this. The king would not take it lightly if he finds out I killed her," Kaila said. "Your Grace, your father is waiting at the chamber for you at this moment," one of her attendants rushed towards her at once. Kaila immediately headed to her quarters. Upon arriving, her father, who was a member of the king's council, sat waiting for her. "Father?" Kaila asked. She could see her father was here to scold her as disappointment and anger were apparent in his expression. "What have you been doing to get rid of that wretched princess?" he growled. "Father, I assure you, the king loathes her with passion, and she cannot undermine my positi—" "You bitch! Do you even realize what's going on in the king's council? Half of the council supports the idea that the king should claim her since she is his true mate and the last pureblood of the Lycan! Soon enough, you will be deserted

AVA KILLIANAva's legs weakened as the silent halls murmured all against her, and in anticipation of the kind of excruciating death she deserved. Alpha Axel stood up and walked towards her, her hearts thudding in anticipation of the consequences of the rage spelt in his eyes, he ran his hands into her hairs and held tightly onto it yanking it back hardly and she could feel it almost ripping off her scalp. "You are just like your father, mad and a literal animal, today you've turned me to an animal just like you." He said, Ava's heart was thudding fast, as she winced to the pain inflicted to her scalp, the people all stood still, the hall silent. "Please, I did not do this" Ava cried, Alpha Axel's eyes was with burning rage, he wants to smash her head on the wall and make her bleed to death, then justice would be served, but that'd only cost her a few moments of pain until she gradually escape to the hands of death. He wouldn't feel satisfaction by that. Ava saw his face it w

KAILA ASHFOLDThe window curtains were all drawn down, and the room was grim and melancholic even though it was morning. As the maids stood still, unmoved, they watched Kaila in her grief, her lower eyes darkening, but she kept layering it with more dust from the cosmetic powder.They couldn't walk towards her to help since they'd be risking their heads in that attempt. Kaila stared at the mirror, the more she covered. A little bit of tears stained her face, and the powder darkened.She was infuriated as hell. She looked like a witch crying black blood. Her reflection looked horrible, and it scared the hell out of her. Her hands shivered as she dusted the foam into the powder and covered it. It was a total mess."We'd help you, my Lady!" one of her maids offered."Damn it! That wench!" Kaila yelled angrily as she madly raked all the cosmetics on her vanity desk away with her hands, and they all shattered to the floor."My lady!!" The maids all stood up in shock and rushed to help her.

AXEL VOSSAxel's grip tightened, fingers digging into Ava's fragile arm. The space between them crackled with an unseen energy, thick with loathing.The scent of lavender that clung to her skin—innocent, delicate—but his mind twisted the scent into something else gradually, something darker.Her tear-stained eyes blurred into something grotesque in his mind. He couldn't see the plea; he couldn't see the fear in her eyes anymore. His mind was twisting and morphing with every blink until all that remained was the image of the mad king grinning back at him.The memory surged forward. He was back in that cold, firelit room at his Pack Stronghold again, and the same lavender scent that clung to Ava, with the same mocking smile, was on the mad king's face.Axel's eyes were stained with tears. His two hands and two legs were chained to the huge ironwork antique in his father's sophisticated chamber by the mad king. He had seen his father's head cut off by the cowardly king himself.The mad k