All Chapters of Kidnapped By The Lycan Prince : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I push open the door to Caspian’s chambers, balancing the tray of breakfast carefully in my hands. The scent of freshly baked bread and roasted meats fills the room, but the moment I step inside, his voice cuts through the air like a blade.“You’re an idiot.”I freeze, nearly dropping the tray. “What?”He’s seated at his desk, his back to me, but I can see the tension in his shoulders. Slowly, he turns, his cold eyes locking onto mine. “All you had to do was take the back entrance or slip into the house without falling. Was that too much for you to do?"I blink, setting the tray down on the table with a little more force than necessary. “I didn’t mean to fall. And how was I supposed to know you were expecting me to take another route?”He leans back in his chair, his expression unreadable. “I could sense your presence before I even saw you. I assumed you’d have the sense to avoid him.”I frown, crossing my arms over my chest. “Is that why you told him I wasn’t here? Because you thou

The evening air is cool as I make my way through the pack house, the dim glow of the hallway lights casting long shadows on the walls. Caspian gave me the night off, and I’m eager to grab my nightwear and head over to Cassidy’s house. I could stay have a talk with Theo, but I'm not ready to have that talk with him. Not yet.The royal family is having dinner, so the coast should be clear. Or so I think.I round the corner and nearly collide with Eden. She’s dressed impeccably in a baby blue evening dress that drapes over her curves elegantly.I'm jealous at how effortless beauty comes to her, but she becomes ugly in my eyes when her sharp eyes narrow the moment she sees me. Recognition flashes across her face, followed by a smirk that makes my stomach twist.“You,” she says, her voice dripping with disdain. “Cassidy’s little friend. The omega who thought she could challenge me.”I stiffen, forcing myself to remain calm. “I was just heading to my room. The prince dismissed me for the

The first light of dawn filters through the thin curtains, casting a pale glow over the room. I lie still for a moment, listening to the faint creak of the floorboards downstairs. Cassidy’s mother is already up, as usual. I don’t need to see her to know she’s in the kitchen, her hands busy with the day’s first tasks. The rhythm of her movements is as familiar as the sound of my own breathing.I push myself out of bed, the cool air nipping at my skin as I pull on a sweater. The house is quiet, save for the soft hum of activity below. I make my way downstairs, my footsteps light on the wooden stairs.She’s at the counter, her back to me as she kneads dough with practiced ease. Her sleeves are rolled up, revealing arms that are strong despite their age. She doesn’t turn as I enter, but I know she’s aware of my presence.“Morning, Lilah dear,” she says, her voice warm but tinged with something I can’t quite place.“Morning,” I reply, moving to the stove to pour myself a cup of tea. The s

I step into Caspian's chambers, shutting the door behind me as quietly as possible. My heart still pounds from the confrontation with Eden, but it stops altogether when I see him pacing. His shoulders are tense, fists clenched at his sides, his expression unreadable. He turns sharply, and his piercing gaze locks onto mine."Where were you?" His voice is low, measured—but there’s an unmistakable edge to it. "I told you to wait for me."I open my mouth, prepared to explain, but before I can utter a word, his eyes drop to my arm. The bandage is stark white against my skin, and he stills, his jaw tightening."What happened?" He strides toward me, grabbing my wrist carefully but firmly, his fingers grazing the gauze. Then his voice drops into a dangerous growl. "Who did this?""I was getting to that," I murmur, feeling the warmth of his grip seep into my skin.His grip tightens slightly. "Tell me now."I swallow hard. "Eden."The word is barely out of my mouth before his body stiffens li

“This is assault!” Cass’s voice rings out, sharp and furious. She’s pacing the room, her hands clenched into fists, her face flushed with anger. “Why did she do that? Why would she hurt you?”I sit on the edge of her bed, my bandaged arm resting in my lap. “She brought a plate of cookies for Caspian,” I explain, my voice calm despite the tension in the room. “Hoping to warm his heart, no doubt. She found me in his room and went ballistic. Called me a thief.”She stops pacing, her eyes blazing. “That’s it. I’m done.” She grabs her coat from the back of her chair and storms toward the door.“Wait!” I call after her, scrambling to my feet. “Where are you going? What are you going to do?”She doesn’t slow down. “I’m going to the pack house to finally give that bitch a piece of my mind. She needs to learn her fucking place.”I follow her out of the room, my heart racing. She’s moving faster than I’ve ever seen her, her anger propelling her forward. We run into her parents in the living ro