All Chapters of House of the Lycans: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

AVA KILLIAN "No!! Please! Not my children... please... I'll forgive you! I promise I will take no vengeance. Not my children! Not my firstborn children!" Ava cried, holding onto Sinclair's feet. It was just like seven years ago when he sold her off to Axel. As the traumatic event came back, causing her to panic bitterly, what would be the fate of her and her children? Her six little angels, who had tasted and known freedom at the free city, would now be confined to the bloody DarkSword Pack? Controlled by a psycho Alpha? Sinclair kicked her away. “You never thought it would come to this, did you, dear sister?” Sinclair’s voice slithered with cruelty. “Ava, the mad king’s daughter, the princess of the royal House of the Lycans, begging a lowly whore's bastard yet again for her life and her children's, royal children for that matter. Your sextuplets will bring me more fortune than you could ever dream of. You have no vengeance on me, *Princess*,” Sinclair's mocking voice cut through

AXEL VOSS Alpha Axel waited eagerly in the small council room, with Henri, three of his council members, his brother Aric, Lord Ashfold, Kaila, and her seven-year-old son, Prince Ansel. All were eager, with surprise and anticipation written on their faces. It had been six years since Alpha Axel had sent his men to the free cities to track Ava down, and six long years since Ava escaped the realm by murdering his unborn child as deliberate leverage. What a monster she was. His hatred for her grew bigger day by day in those six long years. She probably thought he believed her lies and machinations—reports that spoke of her miscarrying the royal heirs, or perhaps reports that she was tortured to the extent of losing their children—when she had actually purposely killed their unborn child to escape. A viciousness he had taken as the ultimate wound. Yet, here they were. After he got news from his men in the free cities about Ava having sextuplets, the truth unraveled before him: Ava had

AVA KILLIANAva wondered why Cahir had dressed her in a regal gown, though provocatively revealing like the style Axel had made her wear during her years as his slave—his property. But it was exquisite and exuded that princessly aura.Until the throne room door creaked open where she was standing before Cahir, who sat on the throne, and she turned to see the sight that shook the world beneath her—a sight that also froze her to the spot.Ava’s heart lurched as her gaze settled on the figure dragged into the chamber. Iron shackles clamped tightly around his wrists, a brutal iron muzzle covering his mouth, and a collar that sparked with jolts of energy around his neck.She rubbed her eyes several times to make sure she was seeing correctly.She was indeed seeing correctly. She saw the Alpha King of the realm, Axel Voss—the untouchable ruler of the realm, the conqueror, the scourge of God, the embodiment of raw power—stood humbled before them, as a slave, as a captive.She felt her blood

AVA KILLIAN Ava was totally powerless as her hands were held ironclad above her head. Tears welled in her vision as she lay bare and stark naked to the insane eyes of Cahir. He watched perversely—perhaps more wild than simply a pervert, maybe insane—stroking his hardened cock to the sight of helpless, crying Ava. The sight of the hungry naked guard made his cock erect. He wanted more. He wanted them to lay bare their cocks in her sheath, every hole in her body, and wreck her—damage her. His hand wrapped perfectly around his cock as he stroked. Ava’s yelled curses and anger filled the room, causing Cahir to grab his new crossbow, fix an arrow, and point it directly at her. A maniacal laughter cut into the room, and Ava halted, seeing the sharp arrow pointed at her. Her heart thudded hard, like the wheels of a running carriage. A click of his index finger would end her life, and it would be the most tragic death imaginable. She would never forgive herself, even in the afterlife. Who

AVA KILLIAN"You can only be a spider, Cahir—you and Ava—but you can never be a wolf," he said.Ava felt a sting in her heart, and Cahir gritted his teeth in frustration. Seeing Axel taunting him down in the pit, how dare Axel call him a spider?Cahir was a wolf, and a deadly Alpha at that. He would not accept the invalidation of an Alpha King who was now a slave in his pack. Axel had no right to define who he was.Ava watched as Axel was shot with a dart needle poisoned with aconite, which temporarily weakened him and rendered him completely powerless. The cell warders were able to shackle his hands and legs and place an iron muzzle on him. Even while he was passed out, their hands trembled in fear for their lives.Axel was a monster. It was only right to fear the man who had just killed four giant rogues in less than 30 minutes.Ava observed this with a torn heart, wondering why Axel was here, in this state, without any men. No Henri... no soldiers had yet stormed the DarkSword Pack