I Bought A Male Escort, Turns Out He's The Lycan King (by lg savage) novel Chapter 206

Chapter 206

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I woke up with the taste of darkness in my mouth. It tasted like ash, clinging to the back of my throat. Even though I couldn’t explain how I knew, something inside me had shifted enough that understanding this magic felt instinctive now.

The room came into focus slowly. The curtains were half open, and pale morning light spilt across the floor. But everything looked normal. There was no upturned furniture or extra cracks in the wall.

My chest tightened as I pushed myself upright, the sheets tangled around my legs. My pulse raced, and my skin prickled as if the shadows were crouched just beneath it, waiting for my command. My wolf was already on high alert, stretching her senses far as if she felt it too. Something was really coming for us. Something Mal and Nathan understood better than I did.

Mal had still been chanting when Nathan told me to go to bed. I’d felt the magic around me still surging when my body gave up, and sleep claimed me. Now it felt more settled.

But I still couldn’t wrap my head around what I’d learned about Mal. Why had he never told me? When he picked me up, when he saved me from the streets, why hadn’t he told me he was part of my world?

I’d been on edge, trying to figure out if this was a betrayal or just a man keeping a secret to stay alive. I had no right to judge the second reason, but if it was the first, how was that any different from what Hunter had done to me?

I slid off the bed and went straight to the shower. For the second night in a row, I’d gone to bed grimy and exhausted, and still unsure of what the future held. But beneath that uncertainty, something steadier had taken root. Something that whispered that I could handle it.

The cabin was quiet when I walked to the kitchen and made coffee. It was Monday morning. I should have been at work, rying to settle into my new role, but I couldn’t face going back yet. Still, as I stood on the back porch, watching the sun rise while the forest slowly woke around me, I knew I couldn’t hide with Mal forever.

Someone already knew about me, and the Bureau would not stop until they dragged me back. Perhaps going back to Lordswood was the only solution. As soon as I settled things with Hunter, I’d pack up my apartment and leave.

If I survived the rejection.

The thought tightened my grip on the mug. I set it down on the table and stripped out of my clothes. If this was my last

hance in this life to shift and run free, then I wasn’t going to waste it.

My wolf ran as if the hounds of hell were after us. Our minds merged, and all my worries faded beneath the primal instincts. A deer darted across my path towards the riverbank, and my focus narrowed on it. On the hunt. My first hunt, and probably my last

My paws pressed silently into the earth as I lowered my head to catch the deer’s scent. The golden threads led me straight to it as it silently drank. It didn’t even know I was there until my jaws locked onto its flank and dragged it down.

It was over in seconds. Something stirred in my chest, a longing I couldn’t name. The hunt had been too easy and clean, like I needed more out of it. I stepped to the deceptively calm river to drink, and froze when I caught my reflection. Bloodt dripped down my white fur, and my eyes glowed violet. For a second, my wolf staring back at me reminded me of the faces

in the shadows, Monstrous faces.

Startled, I turned away. I’d never seen my reflection before, but now I understood why people would fear me. It wasn’t just my size; it was the bloodlust in my eyes. The thirst. It flowed in my veins the same way it had when I’d hunted the boven at the castle.

Mal’s scent drifted to my nose, refocusing my thoughts again, Why was he outside so early? I followed quietly until I caught

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Mal stood in a small clearing behind the house, drawing symbols into the dirt with the toe of his boot. The symbols curved in looping lines, intersecting in places, and the air around them shimmered faintly like heat rising from asphalt. And it still pulsed red.

Every instinct in my body prickled.

Those were the same clothes he’d worn last night. Had he been up all night strengthening the magic around his property?

I shifted and inched closer, ignoring that I stood naked.

“That’s dark magic,” I said, my throat tightening.

Mal didn’t even look up at me. A soft pine scent drifted to my nose, but I didn’t turn to watch him approach. A moment later, Nathan draped a blanket over my shoulders.

“It’s not dark magic,” Nathan said as he stepped beside me.

“Then what is it?”

I knew what dark magic felt like; I had it pulsing in my blood. That magic felt similar. It called to me like it was familiar, yet it was still stronger than what was inside me.

“It’s real magic,” Nathan said. “The same magic in my blood. The same magic in yours.”

Real magic? Was that why Nathan could create such powerful spells without the need for rituals and artefacts? But how could Mal have the same?

Mal exhaled softly, then crouched, pressing his palm against the centre of the symbol. The ground darkened beneath his hand. It wasn’t a shadow like mine; it was softer. The air shifted, and the ground vibrated, then I watched the symbol sink and disappear into the earth.

Mal finally glanced up, and a faint smile touched his lips. I’d never seen him look so tired.

“Why didn’t you tell me you’re a witch?” I asked.

Mal straightened and brushed the dirt off his palm.

“Keeping the secret is ingrained in all of us,” Mal said.

I glanced at Nathan and then back at him.

“All of you?”

“Descendants of the Ironclaw pack.”

My fingers tightened on the blanker. The same pack as Nathan and Elijah My instincts about the two of then suddenly made more sense.

“My bloodline split generations ago,” Mal said. “Over the years, we changed. By the time I was born, I was wolfless and packless, but the magic remained.”

I had so many questions, I didn’t know which to ask first. But Mal crossed the clearing to nie, still smiling gently He looked like the same man who’d broken me down so many times in the gym until I’d mastered all his skills, yet everything was different now.

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or reasons you now understand. I had to stay hidden,” Mal continued. “Werewolves never trust what they don’t derstand. And Lycans even less. So I honed other skills and stayed in the human kingdom.”

stared at the ground where the symbol had vanished, my thoughts still churning. Mal followed my gaze and pointed at the ill shimmering ground.

We’re safe here as long as we stay within the boundary,” he said. “No one crosses the wards without my permission. The ureau can’t touch you now.”

ad he done all this for me? The knot in my chest loosened as I looked at the man who’d protected me since I ran away om home. How could I have doubted him?

The Bureau has resources far beyond what you can imagine,” I said. “I don’t think I should stay here.”

athan leaned against a tree and folded his arms.

You’re running away again,” he said.

I’m not running. I don’t want anyone to get caught in the crossfire.”

You’re running,” he repeated. “You still don’t understand who you are, do you? You still think you can live quietly omewhere and become a lawyer.”

I will become a lawyer.”

omehow. Even if it was only for a while until my father stepped down.

You’ve already shaken up the world without trying,” Mal said. “Your destiny is bigger than that.”

I bring danger everywhere I go,” I whispered. “I can’t stay.”

The silence stretched between us, and in it, my mind cleared. This wasn’t about Mal and his magic; this wasn’t even about he Bureau and whoever would come for me. This was about Hunter.

As long as the bond tied us together, my power would spiral. My emotions would spike, and my control would fracture. I ouldn’t guarantee that the breakthrough I had with my training would remain.

f I wanted to try to live for myself, I had to let him go.

I need to go back,” I said.

To the Hunter?” Nathan asked.

“Yes.”

But not to stay with him. Not to nurture the bond. To end it.

I was now strong enough to reject him, and one of us was probably going to die before the end of the day

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