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#Chapter 58: Grudges
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The Lycan King's Healer #Chapter 59: Armed
Aldrich’s arm was hooked around me before I could breathe. He scooped me up like I was a child, gripping me to his chest as he ran for cover. I gasped as I looked around, trying to find the assailant or where the arrow even came from in the first place. About a couple yards away, there was a small shed that stored extra weapons and auxiliary. He sprinted toward it with me as his baggage, and I was shocked at the fact he was able to move so fast despite carrying me, like I weighed nothing more than a pound. He was even stronger than I thought. My gaze still shot around the field in a panic, but I did not see even a retreating silhouette. The shed was locked; he simply kicked the lock of the door broken with his brutal force before rushing us inside, swinging the door closed behind us. We were both breathing heavily, and he released me from his arms before pushing down on my back to make me huddle close to the ground. The only sound in the small, dark space was
The Lycan King's Healer #Chapter 60: Blood in the Rain
The sex was explosive. It was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced in my existence. We crashed into each other like a wreck, kissing violently and aggressively, like we hated each other again. I tugged at his hair and he gripped at my waist, his tongue dominating my mouth. I scratched down the back of his neck all the way down his spine underneath his shirt. He ripped off my clothes, as if he was angry I even put them on, and I was gasping for breath as I became vividly aware of the deadly weapons next to my head as he fucked me. We were not making love this time; we were avenging. I ravaged him, and he ravaged me, like a physical fight without the violence. Sometimes he took charge and other times I demanded dominance, and because of the sheer animalistic nature of it all, I felt my wolf nearly transitioning out of my human form. He was growling in my ear, biting on my neck and my collarbones. I was doing the same to him, except harder, even drawing some blood along
The Lycan King's Healer #Chapter 61: Tom
“Oh, my god,” I said, staring at the bow in horror. I recognized the arrow in the bow; it was grotesquely familiar, the arrow that had been haunting my life and my nightmares. He knelt down to examine the corpse of his victim. I dared to look too despite the ugly wound, grimacing. Even as a healer, I did not grow accustomed to the sight of blood. I stared at the man’s face in confusion, puzzled as to why I recognized his weapons but not his face. “I don’t know him,” I said in anger, “do you?” Aldrich shook his head. “I don’t, either.” “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I snapped, storming up to the body. I hated the man. I hated his unfamiliar unseeing eyes and his weathered, old face and his unrecognizable hair. How could I not recognize someone that was trying to kill me and everyone I loved the past few months? “This is fucking propoersterous,” I said as I grabbed the arrow from the bow and violently impaled him with it in the chest, crying out
The Lycan King's Healer #Chapter 62: A Different Kind of Note
Aldrich immediately stiffened, shooting a glare at the woman. But I recognized the voice. The woman with eyebags dark as her hair looked down at me, her two children hugging her legs. They looked almost unrecognizable, their cheeks flushed with lively color and their eyes no longer hooded and unmoving. Their scabs were nearly fully healed, faded all the way to a pale and unnoticeable pink. The woman’s were healed as well, and when I saw her smile, it was like seeing the planet rear upside down in the best way. “And I know you,” I answered with a grin. Aldrich shot a confused look at me, his glare dissolving. “You saved my children and I,” the woman commended, holding a small wicker basket of goods. She looked down at it before offering it to me. “I told you I would never forget your kindness.” “Please don’t,” I waved the basket away, shaking my head, “We have enough goods at the palace, and you need it more than me.” The woman still held the bas
The Lycan King's Healer #Chapter 63: Purple Oceans
We woke up the next morning at the brink of dawn. I could no longer await to see what the salve had done to the wound. When I rubbed it on last night, it applied very thinly despite the thick look of the ointment. Clement did not leave instructions on how often to apply, but I assumed once would be enough. I had a servant go down to the library and await Clement’s arrival so that I could confirm instructions, but the servant did not return until hours later in the early afternoon. Aldrich and I were still in bed when the servant announced that Clement never came back to the library. That was odd; however, I supposed he assumed his duties with me were over after he concocted the antidote on his own. The wound did not appear any better; in fact, it looked the same. I frowned, looking to him for any signs of pain or disappointment, but he grinned at me instead. “I feel a lot better than I have in awhile,” he said, then sat up abruptly. “I feel so g
The Lycan King's Healer #Chapter 64: My Son
Despite the sunlight glowing through the lavender and the gleam in his eye and the way he was smiling at me and the perfect moment drifting right in front of us, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t tell him. I had already divulged so much of myself to him, and I didn’t have anything else to give. Once I told him I loved him, he would officially have all of me. He now had the admittal of Theo, my body, and my confessions to caring for him. I braved many things, including death, but I could not brave such a statement. “I wonder, too,” I said. A flicker of disappointment shadowed the gleam in his eyes but he nodded, his grin never wavering. “That’s alright. I have enough love for the both of us for now,” he lightly teased. I managed a weak, faltering smile, the sunlight beginning to burn my eyes as if it was a punishment. “For now.” The wine suddenly made me feel tired. I struggled to feel giddy or joyous after such a failure, but he never made me feel guilty
The Lycan King's Healer #Chapter 65: Winter Wonderland
There was something drifting outside the window. But it was not a stalker lurking in the dark, for instead, it was snow. I hurried over to the window to look outside. The billowing white flakes were coming down like powdered sugar, thick and in heaping clouds. They slowly grazed the window and trickled down to the ground that was already concealed in at least a foot of the cotton melancholy blanket. Slowly, I turned from the window with a grin. His expression mirrored mine. We hurried over to the chambers we now shared and dressed in winter gear. My attire consisted of layered petticoats underneath a gray, bulbous sleeved cloak and faux fur lined gloves that matched a warm, rose pink hat. Aldrich wore a long overcoat that matched the gray in mine. With Theo in bed and Aldrich holding off his duties for the day, we hurried downstairs to the back entrance like children.In the moonlight, it looked like stardust sprinkling down from the Milky Way, kissing our
The Lycan King's Healer #Chapter 66: Perfect Night
It was the body of a servant. The blood was flowing from his mouth, permeating through the snow in ribbons. It reminded me of a lizard with its extended tongue. The blood trail was very long, like it launched from his mouth in projectile form. I had not felt the cold before, but now I felt it in my bones. Despite this, I hurried over to the body, kneeling over him to somehow find a way to help or heal him. I didn’t know how I could even begin to find out the origin of the issue, but I wasn’t going to let him die. Aldrich grabbed my arm, steering me away from the body. “Cathy, get back inside. He’s already dead.” I glared at him as I caught my balance. “You don’t know that!” He sighed before grabbing the man’s arm, pressing his thumb over his wrist. My glare did not falter as I stared at him. “I do know that,” he said coldly. “You just had to investigate,” I snapped, eyes starting to brim over with hot tears. They felt burning in the cold.
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