Bought by the ruthless lycan king (Ruby and Killian) novel Chapter 23

We’ve finally arrived.

The atmosphere inside Lucienne’s main dome was suffocating, the air thick with tension and the faint scent of old wood and cold steel. I really hate being here despite being graced with the beauty of Lucienne’s wealth and glory.

Dominic and the rest of his pathetic entourage had already been detained and their protests silenced by Killian’s men. On the other side of the room, I stood, my hands clenched tightly in front of me as I watched the Lycan King search for his prize.

He moved with the authority of an imposing leader, eyes as bright red as his enemy’s blood scanning the rows of relics with great curiosity. I almost missed the faint flicker of appreciation this notorious man had for the main vault. Perhaps he liked the objects collected here. There was no way it was about gold or other shinny items here. A King would have grown tired of that kind of thing by the time their vault reached the count of ten.

I had told him that he was free to search at will, admitting that I had no idea what the craved heirloom looked like it was true. I had never heard of such a thing, let alone seen one.

Killian’s voice broke the silence.

Fascinating, isn’t it?”

I blinked, the man playing with his lips as he glanced at me over his shoulder.

“This vault, these trinkets… they hold so many secrets. And you yourself don’t seem to know much about it. Am I correct?”

Instead of answering, I just keep my head down. Killian knows more about me than I care to answer.

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I frowned. “What exactly are you looking for, Your Majesty?”

He smirked, turning back to the rows of intricately carved boxes. “Something very useful in war. A device that can create portals–to anywhere at any time. Imagine the power, the control.”

My stomach twisted at his words. A portal? Such magic sounded too great for this pack to possess.

“And that’s what they and you are excited about, Your Majesty!”

It was no wonder those traitors insisted on not handing it over.

“I didn’t know Ravenhold had such a thing.” I admitted.

Killian’s smirk deepened, his fingers tracing a gilded chest before he continued. “That’s because you didn’t.”

never wanted you to know. Apparently. The heirloom was looted, stolen from another pack

He paused for a moment, adding. “Your fake family… ne Quiet the dishonorable, wouldn’t you say?”

The weight of his revelation hit me like an angel’s hammer of death. My breath caught in my throat as the implications began to sink in.

“Dominic… and Nathanic!?“,

My hand flew to my mouth, shaking my head. “They… lied that it belonged to the Lucienne family? Including to you, Your Majesty!”

They were

y were more insane and didn’t have a single brain cell. How could they so easily lie such a thing to a bloodthirsty King!

Killian’s laughter was low and mocking “Lying is too mild a word, darling.”

loss for words for their actions.

“They fabricated a whole history around it, claiming g it as a family treasure. Typical. You shouldn’t be surprised especially with all his betrayals to

you, Luna.”

My knees felt weak as the truth was revealed: If what Killian said was true, what would become of the pack! What would happen to them now?

“Are you worried about that pack? The same pack that you didn’t even know the name of until recently?” he asked almost amused.