All Chapters of I Became the Obsidian Lycan King’s Obsession : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

**Serena’s POV**The cabin no longer felt like a refuge. It had become a fortress of fragile secrets, its wooden walls creaking under the weight of everything we now carried. The air hung heavy with the sharp scent of damp pine and the metallic edge of lingering adrenaline. I spread the stolen ledger across the scarred kitchen table, the lantern’s flickering light casting long shadows over the damning columns of numbers.Gale stood by the window, one hand resting near the hilt of his blade, his sharp eyes scanning the dark perimeter of the woods beyond. His posture was coiled, ready for anything.“The numbers don’t just show theft,” I said, tracing a finger along the entries. “These transfers are too frequent, too massive. It’s like she’s systematically draining the pack’s treasury. Look at this. Almost every withdrawal lines up with her sudden appearances or demands. Is she preparing for a permanent exit strategy? Or funding some separate life that has nothing to do with being Caden’

Serena’s POVThe cabin felt like a cold, hollow shell. I sat at the small, wobbly table, the wooden surface rough beneath my palms. My hands were shaking, but I forced myself to grip the pen. I had to write this. It was the last thing I would ever do for the Thornblood pack. Every word felt like I was cutting a final thread that had held me to a life that had turned into a nightmare."Is it done?" Gale asked. He stood by the door, his eyes darting to the dark trees outside. His bags were already packed by his feet. He looked at me with sad, tired eyes, worried that we were running out of time."Almost," I said. I stared at the blank paper. I wanted to tell Caden how much he hurt me. I wanted to scream, to break things, to let all the pain out. But I didn't. I held my head high. Pride was all I had left in this world."Don't write too much," Gale warned, stepping closer. "We need to go now. The sun will be up soon, and the guards will be back."I nodded and began to write. My hand mo

*Caden’s POV*The drive to the cabin felt like it lasted a lifetime. I did not care about the speed or the danger. I pushed the car until the engine groaned in protest. My phone stayed clutched in my hand, the screen dark, but my mother’s frantic voice still rang in my ears like a death knell. She knows. Find her.I skidded to a halt in front of the cabin. The tires kicked up mud and gravel. The silence of the woods was absolute. It was a heavy, suffocating quiet that made my skin crawl. My wolf paced inside me, lashing out against my ribs and growling a warning I refused to acknowledge. I slammed the door and sprinted to the entrance.The cabin door swung in the wind, broken and hanging off its hinges."Serena!" I roared. The sound tore through the trees. There was no answer. Just the rustle of leaves.I stepped inside. The room felt cold and lifeless. The furniture remained, but all the small personal touches that always followed Serena were gone. My eyes landed on the small wobbly

Serena’s POVThe gates of Hollow Fall loomed ahead tall and iron wrought cutting through the dense mist like jagged teeth. My heart was a frantic bird against my ribs. I had not been back in three years not since I was bartered away to the Thornblood pack like a piece of livestock."Are you sure about this my lady?" Gale asked. His voice was low. He kept his hand resting on his sword. His eyes scanned the familiar unwelcoming woods of my home."I have no choice Gale," I said. My voice was steadier than I felt. "This is the only place Caden would not dare invade without declaring open war. And my father he is the only one who can help me take this to the Council."We crossed the threshold. The pack grounds were just as I remembered orderly silent and suffocatingly strict. We walked straight to the great hall. My boots echoed on the polished stone floor. My father Alpha Grey was seated at the head of the long wooden table. His face was a mask of carved granite.He did not stand. He did

Serena’s POVThe silence in the room was suffocating, punctuated only by Penelope’s jagged breathing. I sat on the floor beside her holding her hand. Her skin was ice cold, a stark reminder of the terror my father had instilled in her. Looking at her I did not see a stranger. I saw myself three years ago trapped, silenced and waiting for a rescue that never came."I can not go through with it Serena," Penelope sobbed. Her head rested on her knees. "He says I am lucky. He says a marriage to that monster will secure the pack's future. He does not care if I die.""You are not going to marry him," I said. My voice was firm. I felt a surge of protectiveness that was entirely new to me. "I was a pawn for too long letting men like Grey and Caden decide my worth. I will not let you become the next sacrifice on their altar of greed."Penelope looked at me. Her eyes were red rimmed. "Why are you helping me? I am just a mistake remember?"I brushed a stray lock of hair from her face. "You are my