Semua Bab Lycan King's Hybrid Captive: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Celest’s POVThe piano was my shield. Every night, I hid behind its polished wood and ivory keys, letting the music drown out the whispers that followed me through life. Tonight, I played Chopin's Nocturne in E-flat major, my mother's favorite. My fingers knew the melody by heart, each note a memory of her teaching me, her hands guiding mine across these same keys years ago.The private club’s usual crowd of Manhattan’s supernatural elite buzzed around me, their conversations a distant hum beneath the music. Crystal glasses clinked, expensive perfumes mingled with aged whiskey, and I remained invisible. Just another human employee. Or so they thought. Just the piano girl.Until he ruined everything. Until he noticed me when all I wanted was not to be noticed.I had been warned about wolves like him.Earlier that evening, in the staff lounge, Estel had pulled me aside."Celest, you need to be careful," she whispered, her gaze darting around the scattered break room. "You work around th

Celest's POVThe city lights that pierced the darkness through the window reminded me that there were some things I could never afford no matter how hard I tried. Looking at Leon Vaughn as he waited for my reply, the smell of the hospital's antiseptic stench burned my nostrils. "I appreciate the offer," I said, hoping that my voice didn't waver despite the exhaustion coursing through me. "But I'll handle it myself."Leon's dark eyes scrutinised me as though I were an especially intriguing riddle that he was unable to fully unravel. He probably spent more than three months' worth of my rent on his expertly tailored suit, but he wore it with the same casual disregard for its value as most people wear t-shirts."Stubborn as always," he mused, dipping his hands into his pockets. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips, “But you do realize you wouldn't even have a hospital bed for your brother if not for me?"The words hit like a physical blow, though I'd suspected as much. The doc

Celeste POVPanic gripped me the moment I woke up. Where was I?I pushed myself up on the mattress, my body sore all over. The last thing I remembered was collapsing—everything had gone black after that. But now, I was in what appeared to be a bedroom fit for only royal people.The door creaked open, and I flinched. A middle-aged woman stepped inside, carrying a tray of food. "You're awake," she said softly, setting the tray on a table beside the bed. "How are you feeling?""Where am I?" I asked, anxious for a reply. She hesitated before responding. "You're in Master Magnus’s villa. He arranged for you to be treated after you collapsed and returned from the hospital. You were severely malnourished and exhausted."Magnus. The man who had accused me of being a spy, who had imprisoned me.I swallowed hard, my heart thumping loudly in my ear "And my brother?"The woman did not hesitate. "He’s safe. His medical expenses have been covered."My breath caught. "What?""Master Magnus has en

Celest’s POVDarkness. Screams. The scent of blood all over the air. I was small, too small to fight, too small to run fast enough. My mother’s arms trembled as she shielded me. "Stay quiet, Celest," she had whispered. "No matter what happens, don’t make a sound."But how could I stay quiet when the moment she released me, she and my father were torn apart?I had tried to reach them, but the shadows moved too fast. My father’s howl of agony echoed through the night, then there was silence. My mother’s terrified gasp was cut short.Blood. So much blood.I wanted to scream, but a hand clamped over my mouth.A boy, no older than me, his amber eyes glowing in the moonlight. "Don’t move," he whispered. "They’ll find us if you cry."I clung to him, my small fingers digging into his arm.The shadows shifted. The predators sniffed the air, searching.“Don't be afraid. Dev the Devourer is at your service.” he tried to put my mind at rest. I wondered how he could joke at a point like this, bu

Celest POVI stirred. My eyelashes fluttered open. There was a strange heaviness clinging to my limbs. Then, a second later, I realized, I wasn’t lying on the bed anymore. I was being lifted.My mind snapped awake in panic.My breath hitched as I tried to move, but I was cradled against a broad, muscular chest. A scent hit me at once. Blood.I gasped.My eyes widened, locking onto the man holding me. Magnus.His golden eyes shone in the darkness, almost glowing. His pupils flickered like a bulb, as if he were struggling for control.But what horrified me the most wasn’t his gaze. It was the dark, wet stains covering his clothes.Blood. Fresh and definitely not his.My stomach lurched.“You…..” My voice trembled. “What happened?”He didn’t answer.Instead, he lowered his head, brushing his nose against my throat. His breath was hot against my skin, and I shuddered from the heat.“Magnus,” I called out, more firmly. “You’re covered in blood. What did you do?”His arms tightened around