All Chapters of The Lycan king’s blind mate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Evangeline's POV.“Kill that bastard.”"Yes, my lady," Liam said with a bow, but before he could do anything else, he walked over, picked up a towel, and handed it to me.I crossed my arms, staring at it in confusion for a moment, before my eyes widened in realization. Oh, right! I was naked right now—completely forgot about that.Not that I cared anyway.I scoffed, grabbing the towel and quickly wrapping it around my body. My attention shifted back to the bastard groaning in pain on the ground, struggling to get up. I couldn’t help but smirk wickedly as I pointed my finger at him while turning my gaze to Liam. “Kill him, and make it as painful as possible.”Liam’s expression hardened, but he didn’t hesitate. His voice was cool and controlled as he nodded. "As you wish, my lady."I watched as Liam moved toward the man, my pulse quickening with satisfaction. Heh, who was the pathetic one now? At least I wasn’t the one on the ground like a loser.“P-please, spare me! I didn’t mean anyth

Davina POV“Walk in and blow everyone away,” Eva had said with a mischievous grin, ignoring my protests. My eyes widened, and I instinctively grabbed her hand, refusing to go alone. This felt like walking into a lion’s den—or, in this case, a wolf’s den.Eva had practically forced me into this dress. Thankfully, it wasn’t as grand as the one from yesterday, but still… how could I describe it? It was a long, tight-fitted gown with a daring slit up the side. I had no idea how it looked on me, but from the weight of the stares following me as I walked, I could only imagine it was too much.“Isn’t this a little too much?” I’d asked her before we left the room, tugging at the hem of the dress in discomfort. But Eva, in all her dramatic glory, had waved off my concerns. “It’s breakfast with the king, the most powerful man—the Lycan King! Plus, Lady Evangeline will be there, so you have to steal that spotlight.”Spotlight? I didn’t want a spotlight. I wanted to disappear entirely. I didn’t c

Hades POV I couldn’t focus on anything anyone was saying. My head was clouded, consumed by a singular, primal thought—ripping that dress off her body and fucking her right here and now, on this very table, without a care in the world. I was dangerously close to doing it, too. The red dress she wore clung to her like a second skin, the slit teasingly revealing her smooth leg with every slight movement. The curve of her breasts was perfectly outlined, and even though I’d seen her bare before, something about seeing her in that dress made my restraint unravel. The trobbing of my dick against my pants was almost unbearable, it was an ache that demanded to be satisfied. The others continued speaking, their voices mere background noise as I struggled to keep my composure. Every glance at her made it harder, and worse? I had this impatient wolf that's fighting against my control to feel once again and this time, he didn't just want her mouth– he wanted to be buried deep inside her. I grow

Thorne POV“Do I have to go? Do I really have to go? Can't I just make some excuse that I'm sick or something?” Hades whined, swinging my arm like a child. If you really thought about it, that’s exactly what he was—a fifteen-year-old brat with all the time in the world to be spoiled, childish, and downright ridiculous.I smiled, my eyes curving upward as I patted his head. “You need to go, Hades. It’s the werewolf gala, where all the packs will be attending, and your duty as the youngest son of the king is to be present.”Yet, this spoiled, childish, and stupid kid was stronger than me. Far stronger. This kid, who used to run away from training with the king, was more powerful than I ever was.“Pfft, we have a ton of events like this every day! All the packs are always there. Why does Dad have to go through all this trouble? I’m sure half of them don’t even want to be there!” He huffed, flinging his arms in the air dramatically, clearly fed up.“Well, it is necessary,” I replied, kee

Davina pov “No way! No way am I doing this!” I shook my head so hard, I was surprised it didn’t snap off with the amount of force I used. “You’re being dramatic, Davi. Just do it and stop acting like a coward,” Rylie chimed in, and I could practically feel the smug, mischievous grin stretching across his face. Eva clicked her tongue and I knew that she was shooting him a glare. “Stop talking to her like that! Don’t forget she’s now the king’s guest and—” “Yeah, yeah,” Rylie interrupted, “She’s the king’s guest, and I should be respectful. Blah, blah, blah. Can we drop the royal etiquette lesson and focus on what’s important here? Like convincing this drama queen to grow a spine.” Eva groaned. “You’re impossible.” “And you’re welcome.” Rylie gave her a mock bow, earning himself a swat on the back of the head. "Will you two stop arguing and listen to me for once?" I snapped, throwing my hands in the air. To my surprise, they actually stopped mid-bicker and turned their gazes to