I Bought A Male Escort, Turns Out He's The Lycan King (by lg savage) novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213

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HUNTER

The bond jolted me awake. My eyes snapped open to darkness, my body already tense, and my beast surged forward before

I understood why. It wasn’t panic-it cut deeper than that, cleaner, more precise. The kind of alertness that meant something was already happening.

I pushed upright and kicked the sheets away. I still smelled faintly of Kitty despite the second shower I’d taken once I returned to my hotel room. Her scent clung to my skin and the bedding, making my beast restless as he paced just beneath the surface. There was no way Bronson hadn’t caught it on me.

The bond tightened, pulling me towards her, but it felt muted. Not cut off like before, but like she’d shoved me to the edge of her awareness. It was restrained and filtered, like she was shutting down piece by piece.

My jaw clenched, and guilt resurfaced, but I pushed it away. I would never regret what I did, only how I did it. The timing was shit. I’d taken the choice away from her when I knew better than anyone that she’d already been drowning.

I dragged a hand over my face and forced myself to breathe. Where was she? The muted bond didn’t give me direction, only sensation. The subtle rhythm of her heartbeat quickening, then slowing, then quickening again. Something cold and controlled.

My beast didn’t like it. It prowled inside my chest, irritated by the lack of clarity. But if we chased her now, she would only pull further away. That detached look on her face when she told me not to contact her again was still burned into my mind.

But the bond coiled around my ribs, and a flicker of aggression slid through. My fingers curled into the sheets as my beast. rose fully, my instincts overriding logic. Heat surged through my bloodstream, and my senses sharpened. My muscles tensed, ready to make a move.

I knew that feeling. I’d felt it from Kitty a couple of times when she came to rescue me from the coven’s clutches. That edge when her wolf pushed forward with something darker beneath Something hungry that didn’t stop at survival. I’d lived with the same darkness in my chest every single day since I first hifted. Euphoria rushed through me so intensely that my eyes fluttered closed and my cock hardened, the response instar, instinctive, and completely out of my control.

Kitty was hunting.

The difference now was the control. She wasn’t losing herself in; she wasn’t spiralling. She was choosing it, and that was far more dangerous.

My first instinct was to join her. Hunt everything down and bath in our enemies’ blood. My beast howled at the idea. Two predators moving together with no restraint or mercy. Two bonded souls, one and the same.

But I knew where that road led. Kitty would hate herself once th bloodlust subsided. We were already on the Council’s radar, and they knew she was the newly appointed future werew If Alpha Queen.

reach, dragging it over my head. I pulled on sweats I could felt the faint echo of fear Not hers, but someone else’s It

I swung my legs off the bed and grabbed the first shirt within rip off if I had to shift. The bond fhckered sharply, and this time bled through our connection in distorted fragments, but I knew what it was Panic, confusion, a spike of adrenaline. The primal terror of prey realising too late that it wasn’t alone.

She was feeding her bloodlust.

“Fuck.”

If she crossed the line….

I pulled on my boots and stepped into the hallways, already reading out to Tanner through the mindlink. He’d chosen to stay at the hotel until the situation was under control, keeping a low profile while we figured out Bronson’s next move, and watching all the entries from the boundary.

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Chapter 213

‘I want eyes on the city. Protect your queen’

‘Understood.’

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By the time I’d stepped out onto the hotel parking lot, the bond was tugging at me harder. The night air was cool, but it did nothing to calm the heat building under my skin. I needed to get to her quickly, but shifting within city limits was forbidden. It was a law I’d made myself for a reason. Humans panicked too easily, and chaos always followed.

So I got into the unmarked car I’d taken from the Bureau and skilded out of the parking lot.

The bond flickered, giving me brief flashes. Movement, rooftops open air, like incomplete pictures. Shock rolled down my spine. I’d wondered what gifts the bond would give us this time; hat was more than I could have imagined.

But what I saw wasn’t reassuring. She wasn’t heading home; she was still moving. Still searching. I knew the pattern. A bigger fight, bigger prey, a bigger rush. She was escalating, pushing further, chasing a high.

Streetlights blurred past as I weaved through the late-night traff My beast stayed completely focused on the pull towards her. Another flicker hit me, and this time I saw a leap, and the sensation of air rushing past. Then a landing with controlled impact, and no hesitation at all. She wasn’t just hunting, she was enjoying it.

My grip tightened on the steering wheel. This wasn’t the Kitty who’d fought to hold herself together after the coven. This wasn’t the woman who’d worried about every life she took, the one who’d looked horrified when I’d killed Elijah. She was colder. The bond carried the faint thread of satisfaction, and that unsettled me more.

I’d done this to her. I’d changed her. My actions, and the darkness inside me that had bonded with her once-pure soul.

The bond pulled me away from her apartment, a few blocks down. When I parked on a side street, I stepped out and let my senses expand. Beneath the city smells, I caught her molten amber and vanilla scent, and the golden threads appeared to guide me.

Kitty had already moved on, but there was something close that let my beast on edge. Something metallic in the air.

Blood.

I followed the threads down an alley, and then another. The deeper I went, the stronger the echoes became. Fear, struggle, terror. And then it stopped. I rounded the corner, my senses still searching. The alley was empty, but the smell hit me instantly.

The blood was fresh.

I stepped forward slowly, making sure no one was watching. A tsh can lay overturned, and a smear of blood marked the wall. It wasn’t much, and whoever it was would survive. But they would report this to the Bureau.

I linked Tanner iminediately and gave him the address.

‘Clean it up, I ordered. ‘Quietly

The bond tugged again, more urgently than before, and I lifted by head in her direction. Kitty still wasn’t done, but she’d been out for a while. The bloodlust would burn out, and she’d had back home to sleep it off

Then I felt it. There was another presence, not human.

My muscles tensed as I started moving towards her. She’d found her prey after all, and this time, the bond didn’t carry fear from the victim. It carried her excitement. She’d found someon who could push back.

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