All Chapters of The Lycan king’s blind mate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Hades pov “Do you remember that girl from the past, the one we found hanging from the tree when you sneaked out?” Cyrus suddenly asked, snapping me out of my thoughts as I held the glass of wine near my lips. I didn’t answer right away, my gaze sharpening on some invisible point as I blocked out the surrounding noise, the music fading into the background. The girl hanging from the tree—the little monkey. I remembered her, how could I forget? I had nearly lost my life trying to protect her. I met her years ago, the day I had snuck away from the ongoing hunting games, desperate for a break from everything and everyone. That day, she had offered me a kind of comfort, though she hadn’t even realized it. She was not like anyone else— she was unique and, most importantly, she didn't fawn over me or cower in fear like the others. She was… different. She was something I desperately needed that day and that was what intrigued me about her. But she was already dead. She had died

Hades pov“Please stop.” Those two words froze me in place. Before I knew it, my fist had halted just inches away from her head, the air thick with tension.My eyes narrowed, and my frown deepened as I watched her stand in front of that bastard, her arms spread out and her eyes closed, as if she was willing to take the hit for him. A growl rumbled from deep within me, my lips curling into a wicked smirk before I even realized it.Without thinking, I gripped her hand and yanked her toward me, her body crashing against mine, startling her in the process.“Hades...” she blurted out in shock, hissing as my grip on her tightened.“You must really have a death wish, don't you?” I asked, my voice surprisingly calm despite the storm raging within me. I held her firmly against me. “First, you betray me, and then you shield him. What is it? Do you love him? Do you wish he was your mate instead?” I added with a cold chuckle, our faces only inches apart.Damn it, I was barely holding myself toge

Kian POV“Where are you, Sebastian?”I opened my eyes, a frown forming on my lips as I stared into the distance for a brief moment, trying to control my racing heart. But no matter how hard I tried, the unease lingered.“What was that?” I muttered under my breath, my brow furrowing. It wasn’t one of those blurry nightmares I usually had. No, this time it was different — like a desperate voice whispering to me. And for some reason, it left me restless, and made my heart ache inexplicably.“Boss.” Liam’s voice snapped me back to the present, and I raised a brow, glancing to my right. He was crouched on a branch beside me, his expression cold as he bowed slightly.Running a hand through my hair, I sat up straighter on the tree branch, taking my time to yawn. "What is it this time? This better be important because you know I don’t like being disturbed during my break." My gaze locked onto his, a slow smirk tugging at the corner of my lips. "You know what happens if it isn't, right?" My to

Hades povI closed the file with a frustrated sigh, dropping it onto the table. Running a hand through my hair, I struggled to keep my thoughts in check, but with each passing second, my focus slipped further away.“Cyrus,” I called out, but silence greeted me.Again.A mocking sneer spread across my lips, and I scoffed, reaching for the glass of whiskey. I drowned it in seconds, feeling the burning taste in my throat.Cyrus, that bastard, had been ignoring me since yesterday. No matter how hard I tried to connect with him, he remained silent, completely cutting off our bond. I knew he was angry, but I didn't care. He would get over it eventually.He was a fool—one filled with useless emotions that held no importance. He was upset about what I had done to Davina last night, but he should be grateful I chose not to kill her. That should have been her punishment, yet I held back solely because of Cyrus. Killing my mate with my own hands would affect me me one way or the other and I was

Hades povMy heart felt heavy, and I couldn’t shake the unease that had settled in my chest. I wasn’t sure if it was because Draven’s execution was set for today or if it was something else entirely. Either way, I hated this feeling.It felt suffocating.“Alpha, you were saying something?” Felix’s voice snapped me out of my daze, and I blinked, realizing I had stopped speaking for a moment.I cleared my throat and narrowed my eyes before speaking, "After the hunting game is over, bring him out for execution. Don’t make any mistakes." My voice was low and gruff as I forced the words out.Felix nodded, his expression unreadable, but there was a flicker of sadness in his eyes as he disappeared to follow my orders.Running a hand through my hair, I leaned back in my seat, my mind wandering. I tried to focus on the ongoing, dull games, but I couldn't help it as my mind drifted away yet I should be grateful because today marked the last day of this game. To be honest, if it weren't for tra