I Bought A Male Escort, Turns Out He's The Lycan King (by lg savage) novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203

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I didn’t hold on to him. Even when the quiet settled, and only the muffled, pained sounds from the other residents remained. Even when the shadows pulled back, the air stopped feeling like it was going to split open around us.

I stayed still, refusing to lean into the warmth pressed against me, refusing to let myself sink into the steadiness of his heartbeat still echoing in sync with mine.

The moment I let myself depend on it, I was done.

As soon as I could breathe without him, I shoved away and put distance between us, ignoring how quickly the cold rushed n. It hit too sharply, but I welcomed it. The chill cleared my head and dragged my focus back to what really mattered.

I scrambled off the bed and rushed into the hallway. The smell hit me first. I thought I’d imagined it, but the blood was real. My stomach twisted hard enough to make me stumble, and my fingers curled into fists at my sides. I forced myself to move orward, following the low voices deeper into the cabin.

did this. That thought was like a punch in my gut.

The cabin was in chaos. Furniture lay overturned, splintered wood scattered across the floor, and the walls were cracked where shadows had slammed into them. The air still felt thick, like the magic hadn’t fully dissipated.

And then I felt the pain. There was so much of it coating the air and settling on my tongue.

Two of Mal’s strays were laid out in the main room, one slumped against the wall, barely conscious, the other stretched

cross the floor while someone pressed a cloth hard against his side. Blood soaked through it anyway. There was too much of it, already spilling onto the floor.

My breath caught. What had the shadows done? How had they caused so much damage?

No one called out to me. No one shouted or accused me. They didn’t even look at me like I’d just torn through their home ind nearly killed them. They worked around me, focused on the injured, just dealing quietly with the mess I’d made.

More pressure,” Nathan said, his voice steady as he knelt beside the one on the floor. “Don’t let up. The healing tonic takes

ime.”

I’ve got it,” someone else muttered, his hands already slick with blood.

stood there frozen. This wasn’t training in a clearing where the damage stopped at the trees. These were people. Real Consequences and real damage.

And I’d done this in my sleep.

A cold, sinking feeling settled deep in my chest. If I couldn’t even control this magic when I was unconscious, then what ight did I have to be there? I should have stayed within the walls of the castle. I should have listened to the warnings about how dangerous this magic was. Instead, I’d brought danger into the one place that was supposed to be sate

My selfishness stared me in the face right there in Mal’s main room, the way it had laid itself bare in the werewolf kingdom And I was meant to lead the whole kingdom?

“They’ve been through worse. They’ll live.”

Mal’s voice cut through the noise in my head as he stepped up beside me, I hadn’t even heard him approach. My guilt hilled my chest again as I felt his eyes on me, but I couldn’t look at him.

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“They shouldn’t have been hurt in the first place,” I whispered.

“They shouldn’t have,” he agreed.

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My jaw tightened. I turned, bracing for his anger. But there was none of that when I met his gaze. All I saw was the same steady, assessing look he always wore. The anger would have been easier to accept.

“You’re dangerous,” he said.

The words cut me deeper than if he’d shouted and blamed me.

“Then throw me out.”

“Have you forgotten everything I taught you?” he asked quietly. “Everything I tell you and everyone who comes to me?”

I shook my head. That didn’t count anymore, not after what I’d just done.

“We’re family,” Mal continued. “That doesn’t change because you lost control. It’s the same whether you’re living in the basement at the gym, in this cabin, or in a castle in the werewolf kingdom.”

Tears stung my eyes, and emotion tightened my throat. I shook my head again.

“Everyone here is running from something,” Mal said. “Trouble always finds us eventually. And when it does, we don’t face it alone.”

I let out a slow breath, dragging a hand down my face.

“So what now? I just keep going? Pretend I didn’t almost kill them?”

“You stop pretending you’re in control when you’re not,” he replied. “And you start acting as if the people around you

matter.”

They do matter. They’ve always mattered.”

“Then prove it,” Mal said.

The words settled heavily between us. He didn’t offer me comfort, or reassurance, or absolution. He didn’t soften the blow. If he had, the ache in my chest would never go away. Then, without another word, he walked back to the others, already issuing quiet instructions and handing out vials. I sensed the magic in the little bottles even from where I stood

So I quietly joined in the cleanup. I listened to their familiar banter amongst themselves, as if everything that just happened was normal. I helped settle the injured strays. No, not strays. I couldn’t call them that anymore.

John and Calvin. They had names; they were part of the family Mal had built for himself. And that included me. We were like a pack of mismatched rogues. Though unconscious, John and Calvin’s faces were not pale, and then heartbeats were steady

When I went back to my room, Hunter’s scent still lingered, but he was gone. My body reacted instinctively, the absence registering before I could stop myself. But if I wanted control. I couldn’t keep suppressing that reaction I had to feel it, understand it, and still stand on my own.

Maybe that was the only way to safely reject the bond

I couldn’t let his presence dictate my strength. I had to stand without him, even if every part of me still reached out for the warmth only he could give me.

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Training started again before the sun had fully risen. We were running on almost no sleep, but there was no casing into it. There was no hesitation or holding back. If I was going to be dangerous anyway, I needed to understand exactly how dangerous I was, so the shit that happened in the cabin wouldn’t happen again.

The shadows came faster now, and they were stronger. They were as dense as they’d been in the night, violet eyes glowing in distorted, feral faces. They no longer hesitated at the edges of my control. Instead, they responded to every flicker of thought, sometimes moving before I finished forming the command. That felt more dangerous than before.

They pushed me the way my wolf did, like they were still learning me and my strengths, and testing my boundaries.

And all it had cost me was a broken heart.

The bond remained wide open. I didn’t hide from the pain or suppress the betrayal echoing through me. My emotions were on the brink of shattering me, but I let them fuel the magic instead of fighting them.

“Don’t fight them,” Mal said from the edge of the clearing. “Direct them.”

I had a bigger audience now. Mal’s guests lounged lazily in the grass as if the shadows were nothing more than an afternoon’s entertainment.

“I am,” I snapped, forcing them to shift and pull back before they lashed out at the wrong target.

“Not like that,” Nathan added. “Your magic is capable of so much more, Katerina. You can do more than I can.”

I exhaled sharply, feeling frustration rising inside me. But I didn’t shut it down this time. I used it. I let it feed into the magic instead of cutting it off. The shadows reacted instantly, snapping tighter around my command, twisting and folding back towards me instead of exploding outwards.

I hadn’t been able to stop them before. My chest lightened as I watched the tendrils pull back into me, and relief filled my chest. Maybe I could do this.

During the full moon, the shadows had risen and controlled the Lycan. I’d done that somehow; all I had to do was learn what I was capable of. All I needed was time. Then I thought back to Nathan’s words. I could do what he could do? But he built protective wards, and his magic had hidden me from even the strongest werewolves. All I knew of Zachary’s magic was that it had been terrifying, controlling his coven into doing the most heinous things.

Was I really capable of what Nathan claimed, or would I be forever the monster ruled by darkness?

The clearing quietened suddenly, but I already knew the reason. I’d felt him long before he stepped into view. My instinct was to shut down, but the shadows crept along my vision, ready to strike. I exhaled and let the bond pulse instead.

So what if he felt everything? So what if the heartbreak threatened to break me? I’d use that the way I’d used my frustration

“Katerina.”

I turned to him. He hadn’t called me Kitty like he usually did.

“I’m leaving,” he said.

My heart twisted, but I pushed the reaction down immediately. I wanted him to leave. It was better for everyone

“Damage control,” he continued. “I’ll make sure they won’t find you until you’re ready”

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