I Bought A Male Escort, Turns Out He's The Lycan King (by lg savage) novel Chapter 164

Chapter 164

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The veins spread more slowly if I didn’t struggle, if I stayed calm. But they moved quickly when I tried to pull the chains down or when my emotions ran riot.

But how the hell was I supposed to keep calm?

I’d followed their footsteps to Kitty’s quarters, with every instinct screaming at me to shift and run through everyone in the castle. A mating ceremony? Were they out of their fucking minds? They were baiting me, waiting for me to snap, to give them the excuse they needed to take her from me. To kill me.

I called upon my beast again, but the magic lining the walls kept him at bay. I sensed his rage even as he kept himself buried deep within me. This magic invading me was meant to harm him. To harm my bond with Kitty.

Distress slammed into me.

My attention snapped back to Kitty, to the chaotic emotions in our bond. Pain. Fury. Defiance. They were hurting her.

My beast surged forward without hesitation, pressing against the spell woven into the room. My senses sharpened, my instincts going feral in seconds. Only one thought remained-protect Kitty. Protect my mate.

The chains tightened around my wrists and ankles as my body reshaped to accommodate him. My trousers cut into my waist, the band digging into my skin until it ripped, and the seams tearing at the sides. When I wrapped my furred hand around the chains this time, they tore free from the wall like soft metal under a blade.

But the pain-fuck. It nearly took me to my knees.

What had been a burn became an inferno, and the smell of rot thickened. My vision blurred as the chains hit the floor with a heavy clang. I didn’t dare look at my chest. It didn’t matter.

My focus snapped back to my mate. Locked onto her and the hum in the bond. Her pain was gone now, and in its place was rage. It poured into me, feeding my own until I was vibrating with it.

This room wasn’t going to hold me anymore.

It was time for

my

retribution.

I broke the remaining chains from my wrists and ankles, but didn’t bother shifting fully. My size would work against me in the narrow, stone corridors of the castle; it would slow me down.

I’d just reached the thick, silver bars when something slammed and crashed down the hallway. My first victim, perhaps. But that pine scent hit my nose, and the aura followed.

The fuck was he even doing here when he should have been with Kitty? When he could have stopped her from coming in the first place.

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I ripped the bars from their hinges just as Rivers skidded to a stop. I threw the door aside and grabbed his throat, slamming him into the wall opposite me. My claws bit into his skin. He didn’t fight back.

“Why did you bring her?” I snarled, my beast’s voice echoing in the dark hall.

“I had no fucking choice,” Nathan wheezed.

“You’re trying to prove you’re the one?” I growled, slamming him into the wall again. And again. Bone cracked with a sickening thud. “Prove that you’re what the world needs? She will always be mine, Rivers. Even in death.”

I sounded unhinged. I knew that, yet my jealousy still tore through me. Kitty needed me, and I was wasting time.

When I finally released him, he slid down the wall, gasping as he dragged air into his lungs. I’d done this to him before, many times, more so after I met Kitty. He was the only one who’d ever pushed me this far and lived.

“She commanded me,” Rivers rasped.

I froze.

“I told her we weren’t leaving,” he continued. “I commanded her. But she told me to get the helicopter, and here we are.”

I’d surrendered to her command before. I knew what she could do, and now Rivers did, too. He knew how dangerous she could be in the wrong hands. In the hands of a bloodthirsty, ruthless man like me.

She was never meant for me.

“Don’t go near her again,” I growled.

Rivers pushed to his feet and rolled his shoulders. His blood scented the air, but he’d already healed. Too quick, even for an alpha werewolf. Even the bruising around his neck had faded.

It wasn’t his healing that unsettled me; it was the calm. The power rolling off him now. The absence of fear.

Like he’d let me win.

“Your mate declared she was coming to save the one she loves despite me pointing out the danger,” Nathan said evenly. “Trust me, I will be gone as soon as I can.”

I didn’t believe him. I’d seen that flash in his eyes when he looked at Kitty. I turned away before I ripped his throat out.

I stormed down the hall, past the shattered oak door, and walked out of Christos’ dungeon. One path led up an unlit winding stairwell, magic thick in the air. I could feel them waiting for me. The other led through a torn metal grate into darkness. A crawlspace. It wasn’t happening.

I turned back to Rivers with a scowl.

“There are at least two hundred coven members on the ground floor alone,” he hissed. “And judging by

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that”-his gaze flicked to my chest-“they’ve got something planned for you.”

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I finally looked down. The red veins had turned black, spreading like a web across my torso. I felt the burn on my neck and shoulders.

“I can take them,” I growled.

“They’re waiting on every floor.”

“I can still take them.”

“The question isn’t if you can,” he shot back. “The moon’s rising, and your mate is furious. Everything she’s feeling will be amplified. She’ll fight her way out, no matter what. But can she survive it?”

My chest squeezed. I could already feel the moon’s pull. Kitty was still coming into her strength; she hadn’t fully awakened yet. Ring fights at her gym were one thing; going against someone with magic was another. I had to reach her without any delays.

I scowled at the metal grate.

“They’ll track us before we even move. I’m sure they know you’re here already.”

But if they knew, they weren’t moving. Everyone was still exactly where they’d been before I broke out of the cell.

“It’s like you forget who I am,” Rivers snorted.

He reached for my shoulder, and I stepped back, eyeing the offending hand before I stared at him, the warning clear in my eyes.

“To mask you,” he said tightly. “I did the same to Kathrine. They won’t be able to track us with their spells.”

But his scent was everywhere. I could track him blindfolded. Was that the gift of the bond or Rivers’ magic failing?

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