All Chapters of House of the Lycans: Chapter 71 - Chapter 76

UneditedWhose brother? What is his mother talking about? Is he hearing wrong? Lady Voss's voice a plea and a command at once, her words both foreign and shocking. Axel stared in shock struggling to understand what he was hearing."Spare him. I Beg of you. Spare my son. He is my only first surviving son.""Sister... Your Luna is my Half- Sister Princess Amethyst." The mad king revealed to the people in the room and everyone's brows raised in shock and fear, knowing that they were dead already after the mad king revealed this huge old secret.Lady Voss of the BloodClaw, the mother of Axel Voss, The ruling bloodlines of the BloodClaw Pack was actually a Princess of the House of the Lycans all these while? The word echoed in Axel’s mind, hammering against his disbelief. He had never known, had never suspected. His mother, a princess of the House of the Lycans, the rightful heir to the realm's throne. The mad king’s older half-sister. The truth felt like another blow, crushing him u

AVA KILLIAN The next morning Ava stood before the mirror in her room, the light seeping from the open winding casting on her as her fingertips traced her neck and collarbone, searching for the bruises Alpha Axel had left the previous night whist trying to force her to confess who had burnt, and who instilled that panic of fire in her.His tortures, bruises and hickeys wouldn't make her tell him anything, knowing she doesn't have enough evidences and the way he's known her as a cunning spider, he wouldn't believe her if she told him it was Kaila's doing.She would rather keep this card and use against Kaila in the future, perhaps to threaten her. Than rather wasting it by telling Alpha Axel now and she wouldn't be believed.Using it against Kaila sounds reasonable instead.She bit the inside of her cheek, willing herself not to cry, seeing the scars from the fire and the painful memory it brought back, Though Alpha Axel had ordered his royal physician to deal with all the scars, that

Days turned into months of punishment and damnation which persists and damaged Claire, her resentment grew as the day goes, She became a strange version of herself, It's been a week now that her captor had not seen her yet, She knew the next minute he'd come in there it'd be another round of sexual torture, pain and damnation, at this extent she was now pale and has constant morning sicknesses, this morning the feeling intensified morphing into a relentless wave of nausea that seemed to grip her entire being.Coupled with the anxiety that her captor would come for her soon, it was a relentless assault on her senses and her ability to navigate the world around her. The sound of footsteps coming closer to her bedroom drew Claire's attention, and the bodyguard assigned for her walked in, looking so sinister with an hatred she would describe contrived or not everyone here hated her anyways, he walked in looking savage as always with the sharp blade she' had prayed he slash her once and