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79: The Villain

Author: Miss Kim
last update publish date: 2026-07-05 23:28:52
Villian

The room was quiet except for the occasional crackle of the fire, a sound quite similar to the breaking of bones.

A man stood before the fire with his hands clasped behind his back, his face hidden beneath the shadow of a hood. He watched the dancing flames without blinking.

It was one thing he loved to do—watching the flames.

For a long while, he said nothing and then, a quiet chuckle escaped his lips as another log collapsed into glowing embers.

"It worked."

The words echoed around the
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  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   91:

    RaguelThe room fell silent after Habeela spoke.Once that place is destroyed… you won’t have anything left to rule.I replayed the sentence in my head, trying to figure out what place he was talking about. In all honesty, there were dozens of places that could cripple my reign but none of them fit into what Heath would do.Heath wasn’t reckless enough to confuse any of those places with power. He’d strike at the source. But what source exactly?I closed my eyes.Think, Raguel… What could it be? What place would end my reign once it was destroyed?My heart skipped as a thought formed in my head.“No.” The word escaped before I realized I’d spoken aloud.Lyra looked at me. “What is it?”I turned toward her slowly and muttered. “The chamber of the first Alpha.” My head was already spinning but I forced myself to stay calm.Lyra’s head snapped up, her eyes wide with confusion as she kept her hands wrapped securely around Habeela’s trembling fingers. “What do you mean, the First Alpha?”“

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   92

    LyraThe grandfather clock in the corner of my room chimed two in the morning, echoing loudly in the quiet room. I couldn’t believe how much had happened during the last hour. My mind was a chaotic mess, still trying to process the events.I was back in the same chair with a bowl of warm water on the bedside table, a clean cloth in my hands as I nursed Habeela back to health again.The room smelled of herbs and medicine. The in-house doctor had left minutes earlier after assuring me that none of Habeela’s injuries were fatal. Yes, they were painful but none of them were life-threatening.I clung to those words, muttering them under my breath while wringing out the cloth.Her breathing was steadier now and her face had regained a little color. But every time I looked at her, my chest tightened.Carefully, I pushed back the blanket covering her. The doctor had cleaned her wounds before leaving, but I hadn’t gotten a chance to look at them. Not until now.There were bruises all over her

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   90:

    LyraI barely lasted five hours.I had vowed not to talk to Raguel until further notice because of what he did to Habeela. I had planned on spending days avoiding him, eating my meals in my room, pretending I wasn’t listening for his footsteps outside my door and convincing myself that if he wanted to speak to me, he could come first.But I caved in because no matter how furious I was with him, one thought refused to leave me alone.The look on Habeela’s face when Heath had taken her home—it was a look of sudden panic. Most people wouldn’t even have noticed it but I had.When I couldn’t hold the silence anymore, I slid my feet into the furry slippers by my bed and marched out of the bedroom. The three guards in the corridor didn’t try to block my path this time, they just bowed their heads as I strode down the stairs towards Raguel’s study, my heart hammering against my ribs.Before I could stop before the door, the guards stationed in front of the study exchanged awkward glances befo

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   89:

    HabeelaDespite how stupid it might sound, I had always preferred Heath’s anger.Whenever he was furious, his rage in volatile, destructive outbursts—heavy blows and brutal kicks directed to places like my ribs, my thighs, and the small of my back. They were always injuries that could easily be covered by a high-collared blouse or a simple neck scarf.It was his silence that terrified me. His silence meant a much deeper, unpredictable kind of harm.He didn’t utter a single word during the entire thirty-plus minutes ride back to our packhouse. The SUV raced through the roads, trees and overgrown grasses passing by in a blur. Heath sat in the driver’s seat, his hands tightening around the steering wheel, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the road ahead. I sat beside him, my hands folded tightly in my lap, stealing glances at him whenever I thought he wasn’t looking.His expression was unreadable. He hadn’t asked how I was feeling or whether the truth serum had left any lasting effects. He had

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   88

    LyraThe bowl of cool water sat on the bedside table. I wrung out a linen cloth, my fingers trembling as I did so. Raguel had disappeared minutes ago, practically storming out after I admitted that him hurting Habeela could eventually lead to our separation.I leaned over Habeela’s limp, pale form. The beautiful emerald green coat she had arrived in was draped over a chair, leaving her in a simple beige sweater and olive green pants. Her skin was still pale but not as much as it was when Raguel had brought her in. I could tell she was exhausted, her chest rising and falling in shallow breaths.I gently pressed the damp cloth against her forehead, wiping away beads of sweat. “I am so sorry,” I whispered into the quiet room, the tears finally escaping and running down my cheeks. “I am so, so sorry, Habeela.”Her eyelashes fluttered as a pained groan escaped her throat, and her lips parted as she slowly dragged herself back to earth.“Habeela?”She frowned before opening her eyes fully.

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   87

    RaguelThe confusion on Habeela’s face looked so genuine that, for one moment, I questioned everything.She looked from the guards gripping her arms to Lyra, then finally to me. “King Raguel…” Her voice was filled with confusion rather than fear as I had hoped. “What’s happening?”Lyra yanked herself free from the guard who had instinctively tried to keep her back.“Raguel! What the hell are you doing?” She reached Habeela’s side before the guards blocked her path. “Call them off, Raguel!” Lyra’s scream was filled with horror, her eyes darting frantically between me and the guards.I motioned to the guards holding Habeela and they released her arms just enough to let Habeela stand straight, but their hands remained behind her. Habeela blinked through the blonde strands of hair falling over her face, her jaw tightening as she looked from me to Lyra.The entrance hall had fallen completely silent as I studied her face. She wasn’t twitching or panicking.If she was lying, then she was da

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   48: Are You Okay, Lyra?

    LyraBy the fifth shower, even the freezing water failed to quench the heat raging within. It only made me more hypersensitive, turning every drop of icy cold water into an agonizing tease against my flesh.I stepped back into the silver-bathed bedroom, my silk nightgown clinging to my damp body li

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   THREE: Meeting Raguel Whitebrock

    LYRATwo hours ago, I was full of hope and excitement about how the night would play out, but now, my body was as heavy as lead, and my thoughts were in disarray. For the rest of the drive, Aaron had coached me about what to do and what not to do. He told me to do whatever Raguel requested of me

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   TWO: My Husband Traded Me To His Business Partner

    LYRAFor a minute, everything existed in echoes and blurs. I expected Aaron to laugh and tell me he was joking, or to tell me he had dismissed Raguel immediately and that they were currently hunting for another investor. But my husband did none of that. He continued driving through the quiet road

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   ONE: On Our Wedding Anniversary

    ONE: LYRAHow To Ride a Guy like a Pro. Slowly sit over him and insert his dick into your pussy while maintaining eye contact with him. Place your two feet under his thighs and slowly rotate your hips. You can milk his penis by shooting your butt out, then go in slowly and continue with the rota

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