Bought by the ruthless lycan king (Ruby and Killian) novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127: Tyran’s Good Side

Killian’s POV

Jayden surprised me.

At first, I thought I would simply return to my disrupted holiday after dealing with the council. But then one person showed up and it seemed he wasn’t planning to leave anytime soon. We were still seated at that same café.

He had a dry sense of humor but was grounded. I liked it enough.

Honestly, I never imagined there would come a day when I’d call someone a friend if I may use the word, other than Leonidas, that annoying Beta. I used to scoff at the very idea of friendship, and now well, it didn’t seem quite as dreadful as I once thought.

“You don’t strike me as someone who enjoys sweet bread, Jayden remarked, raising an eyebrow as I took a bite.

“I don’t. But my wolf does,” I said, gesturing toward the remaining piece. “And he’s been insufferable lately.” Jayden chuckled softly, stirring his tea. “Must be exhausting sharing a mind with a centuries–old predator.” “You have no idea.”

The conversation helped. For a few minutes, I wasn’t consumed by thoughts of Rosalyn. Her eyes. Her voice. Her presence. And then Jayden’s phone buzzed. He picked it up, and his expression darkened instantly.

“What? Please, slow down. How bad is it?” he asked anxiously.

I sat up straighter, hearing the urgency in the voice on the other end. I sipped my tea while keeping my gaze fixed on him. Jayden ended the call and exhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“My sister–in–law. She’s fallen ill.”

“Mikael’s wife, Rosalyn?”

He looked up, brow furrowed. “Yeah… how did you know?”

“I met her on the day of the council meeting during the closing event. Did you forget?”

A flicker of realization crossed his face. “Ah. Right. Sorry.”

“So, what’s wrong with her?” I asked.

He sighed. “Our pack’s healer is away, and Mikael says she’s getting worse by the hour.”

This was strange. I had just seen the woman and her daughter and now suddenly she was ill? Something wasn’t right. And how could their healer system be this poorly managed? It made my skin itch with the urge to go there myself and bring someone competent to treat her.

That’s when I realized what I was thinking. No. Why do I care?

“I need to find another healer, Killian. Looks like we’ll have to continue this conversation another time.”

“I’ll help you,” I said.

Jayden turned immediately, stopping just as he was about to rise from his seat. I could see the surprise all over his face.

“Are you serious, Your Majesty?”

I scoffed at the title. This Alpha had never cared for my rank if anything, he enjoyed mocking it. The fact that he used it now made me want to do more than just toss him out the window.

“I’ll call one of my healers,” I said firmly. “From the palace. One of the best. And stop using that title. It gives me chills hearing it from you, Jayden.”

Jayden stared at me for a moment before laughing and nodding quickly. “Thanks, Killian.”

I asked for a moment and pulled out my phone to contact Leonidas. A few seconds later, the call connected.

“Already missing me, Killian? I’m flattered.”

I rolled my eyes. “Send Nyra to the Bloodmoon Pack. Immediately. Rosalyn Torrance is ill. She needs treatment.”

“Alright. I’ll have her on a horse in a few minutes.”

I stared at the phone, frowning slightly at the subtle tone of concern in his voice. But I chose not to overthink it. That boy seemed to genuinely consider Rosalyn a friend. Successfully unlocked!t. Leonidas never made close friendships with

women. If he did, you could count them on one hand and they all came from the palace barracks.

By the time we arrived at the Torrance residence, the sky had faded into a soft gray. Snow had begun to fall, dusting the tops of the pine trees as we entered the deer pack’s territory. Mikael greeted us at the door, visibly startled to see me there.

“Your Majesty. Alpha.”

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Chapter 127: Tyran’s Good Side

I watched his movements carefully and gave him a nod. I couldn’t help but wonder what it was about me that made him dislike me. I wasn’t blind. I saw all the signs.

“How is your wife, Beta?”

Mikael looked defeated. He rubbed his face. “Still in bed. The fever hasn’t broken. She’s conscious, but barely

Before we could say anything more, a sudden shout interrupted us.

“UNCLE!”

Two small figures came running down the hallway, the twins, identical, with curly black hair and wild golden eyes. Anna reached me first, wrapping her arms around my legs.

“This is the uncle I told you about!” she shouted to Alice. “The one who kicked the scary vampire like a chicken!”

Alice gasped. A glimmer of awe lit up her eyes. “Really? You met him?”