The Lycan King's Forbidden Craving novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181: Intro

NOTE TO READERS: This the last season to the book and it’s titled: The Dragon Queen’s return.

Still the same story, same characters with different twist and and suspense. You’re going to love it.

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INTRO

[Lylah’s short narrate)

Fate.

One fucking word I hate the most.

It’s unstoppable.

Yeah, I tried to believe that shit, but it always comes down to the same conclusion…

Fuck fate. Fuck the Moon Goddess. And fuck everyone.

Six years ago, my sister was betrayed by a man she wrongly loved. He left her to die, but fate twisted, and she got sold to satisfy the lonely king’s rut–a male known as the strongest in the realm, teetering on the edge of insanity.

She survived, but enemies rose against her–only that the king got obsessed and fell in love, mated to her.

But there was one problem: she bears the blood of the enemies who rained terror and fire upon the moon realm centuries ago.

When her bloodline was exposed, more brutal enemies rose. A blood said to be forbidden. They called her Chaos. Devil. Destruction.

And despite her effort to convince the realm that she was none of these, everything fell apart–even the king didn’t see it coming.

They used the Chaos as their advantage, and a new beginning arose-

One word to describe it?

Terrifying.

That moment the bloody trumpet blared thrice, the realm should have known it was the start of hell.

Laws were twisted. The loyal were forced to their knees. Their true guidance was gone, and they were now left in the devious hands of those responsible for his death.

I, on the other hand, lost my sanity after hearing all that had happened.

Lucas and Falcon were said to be dead, bodies burnt. The king was stabbed through his heart and burned as well. Selene, the head maid, died–shot in the head. And Arianna, my older sister, was shot in the sky–dead body found.

Sounds so fucking odd, right?

Yeah. I don’t believe that shit either.

It wasn’t something I witnessed. It was simply rumors spread among the realm. Lies had become their second skin to break my spirit.

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Chapter 181 entro

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Somewhere deep down in my stubborn heart, I knew this wasn’t the end.

It was only the beginning.

I was labelled the Devil’s little sister.

For two straight months, I starved, blamed, hurt, and tried to kill myself several fucking times–only to be stopped by something.

My wolf – Nyx.

I hated her so fucking much, wondering her why she hadn’t appeared on my goddamn eighteenth birthday.

She countered–she might have saved my life.

Nyx was stubborn. Hella stubborn. She always riled me up with her talks, and at some point, I felt like ripping my own heart out.

Another person was Amy. She never failed to visit, worried I might kill myself at some point. I was lean, smelly, unclean, and wrecked. My hair looked like a bird’s nest, skin pale, lifeless eyes, lips chapped and bruised.

Amy secretly brought food and dropped it in the dungeon, while others had forgotten about me. She would whisper some assuring words that slipped through my right ear and out the left.

I refused to eat, but the moment I passed out cold, Nyx took over and ate the fucking food.

Once again, I hated her.

While I was raging, after a few months, I finally had a visitor.

Not the kind I would call… pleasing.

It was a brute, bald soldier. Big beard, bad attitude, and smelled like–horse shit.

He was an Alpha–rank, Nyx had told me, and the first thing he did the moment he stepped in was stick his dick out and order me to suck.

Well, well, well. Here comes our first kill.

Every male has one weakness, and it was that short, disgusting piece of shit dangling in front of me.

I bit it hard, tearing it off with my fangs, savoring his painful scream. Every stored anger, pain, regret–all merged into one. Right there, I lost my sanity and tore him apart, despite having the same rank.

But my wolf wasn’t named an Attack Wolf for nothing. That was the first time Nyx and I cooperated–still hate her though.

We took that chance and tried to escape. After many months, I finally saw daylight, but it didn’t last long.

I was caught, tortured–the kind you wouldn’t imagine they’d inflict on an eighteen–year–old girl. I nearly lost my life, but that didn’t stop me from trying again.

They decided to kill me. But the new king stopped them.

Won’t mention his name–it’ll come as a surprise later.

He stared at me, and those eyes made me feel so disgusted I badly wanted to rip them out. Then he left, saying nothing.

I was taken back—not to a personal cell but to a different kind. There were more people imprisoned. Surprisingly,

coms were familier

They were captured eddiers, warriors, even made refused to swear wyday to the new Yang

tela was one of them, forked in the call next to me.

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I never spoke to her much, but she did til me she ko the woods aware the didn’t know much, and I was to exerted to th

But one thing was clear–Mearing should then whatever she believed to that she was dead. Recovers would have given her a dear description of what hell keskk

It turned out the new king had something installed for us the area wide portion of land built for one thing sick pleasure.

It’s a ground of death battles. Trained wolves—three to five–are set at each other it was live the Royal Combat, but different in a darker way, Only one was meant to survive,

The winner had to be the only one standing

They called us Gladiators.

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