The Lycan King's Forbidden Craving novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191: Trailed

Valoreth stood before the empty cell, claws digging into his palm, blood dripping onto the floor.

The Devil’s sister had disappeared.

“The King summoned her last night. Here is the seal,” the guard stammered, handing Valoreth a scroll.

With a growl, Valoreth slammed the guard’s head against the wall.

“This is fake!” he hissed. “The King was supposed to take her in the next three days, not on the full moon. Who the hell gave you this scroll?”

“Some… soldiers, my Lord. They wore palace badges.”

Valoreth seethed, releasing the guard. Just as he was about to rip him apart, his eyes caught a glittering piece on the floor.

He picked it up.

A single earring. Noble, delicate, and unmistakably familiar

He knew exactly who it belonged to.

Valoreth wasted no time. He immediately dispatched his elite soldiers.

“Hunt her down,” he ordered. “She couldn’t have gone far

Lylah had used a scent suppressent but that doesn’t mean she’ll outrun an ancient Lycan warrior who is among the Werewolves hunting her.

Meanwhile, Toran had asked the working maids to stay quiet, careful not to wake Brigid. Last night still haunted him.

He couldn’t wrap his head around the thought of Brigid dying. The guilt gnawed at his sanity.

Then the door burst open.

He hissed, irritation flashing, but paused when Valoreth march in with a group of hard–faced soldiers.

“You could’ve knocked,” Toran said, jaw ticking. They hadn’t spoken civilly since the council meeting.

“Lylah Greystone escaped.”

Toran’s eyes widened.

Brigid, now awake from the commotion, furrowed her brows.

“Escaped?” Toran echoed. “H…how is that possible?”

“Someone helped her. Used the full moon as cover.” Valoreth’s gaze locked on Brigid. “The Queen visited her last night. We found one of her earrings.”

Toran slowly turned to Brigid. “What’s he talking about? You went to see Lylah?” His face twisted. “Was it her? The wound last night… Did she do that to you?”

Brigid remained calm, refusing to flinch.

“Did you lie to me?!” He roared.

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“Does it matter? I went to speak with her–ready to die i to end my life.”

EMS. But she let me go.

Die Sa

Toran scoffed, stepping back. “So you helped her escape.”

Brigid blinked in surprise, but didn’t show it. She’d suspected Lylah might attempt an escape… just not this soon.

Someone had clearly risked everything to help her.

Toran grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look at him.

“Tell me you didn’t help her. Tell me!” he growled.

Brigid said nothing.

Maybe it was better if they believed she did it. At least it would protect the one who actually helped Lylah escape.

She’d be tortured. But if it kept her away from Toran… maybe that was a blessing.

“Arrest her,” Valoreth ordered.

The soldiers seized Brigid and dragged her from the room.

Toran’s fists clenched at his sides, trembling.

“I’ve sent the best trackers,” Valoreth said Coldly. “I know where she’s heading. She’ll be brought back–dead or alive.”

LYLAH

Her strength hadn’t fully returned, but she could still manage herself. She was in a small pack in the North, her cloak drawn over her head, hiding her face in shadow.

She entered a small shop, purchasing more scent suppressant and a bottle of ale before leaving. The attendant caught a glimpse of her face but simply shrugged and looked away.

Lylah entered the woods, far from the Citadel now. She rode for hours, fed her horse, and continued her journey until she finally arrived-

The place her sister had fallen.

Eryndor must’ve been really fast to traveled far to reach here.

The area was already overgrown with plants. Lylah dismounted and began investigating, checking for any hint that might lead her to answers.

It almost seven years, getting anything was a breath from impossible.

“May I help you?”

Lylah turned, startled, to see an old man gathering crops not far off.

“Uhm… I’m just worried you might destroy the poor crops, he said carefully.

“Is this your land?”

“Yes. My father gave it to me.”

That meant he might’ve known what happened?

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