Lycan King's Regret: Punished The Wrong Daughter novel Chapter 19

Chapter 19: 19- Wrong People

Lucien Volkov:

I was reviewing border reports with my top warriors when something slammed into my chest. I had to stop speaking as the pain ripped through me so quickly that I had to grab the edge of my table.

For one horrifying second, it felt as though someone was pulling the life out of my body.

"Your Majesty?" One of the warriors asked me in concern, but I barely heard him.

"Lucien!" Zorro roared inside my head, "Our mate!" My beast suddenly got frantic.

I tried to push him back while trying to overcome my pain, "Control yourself, Zorro."

"She’s hurting," he snarled in my head, "Can’t you feel it, you pathetic piece of shit? Something is hurting her. Either go to her or let me go!"

Another wave of pain crashed into me, making my vision blur. I was sure the wooden table must have groaned beneath my grip.

I always had my fair share of pain during battles, during ugly fights with my competitors who wanted the royal throne. This one was different.

The strange ache was spreading through my chest and was sharp enough to make my breathing difficult.

"Our mate!" Zorro’s panic seeped into me until it became my own, "Find her!"

Without another word, I shoved my reports aside. My bones had already started cracking, and the warriors in the room were confused about whether they should shift along with me.

My muscles stretched, and black fur burst across my skin. Within seconds, I landed on all fours as I broke the door to get out.

The pain was becoming unbearable, and I didn’t even know where she was.

"Go outdoors!" Zorro told me, "Remember? You didn’t want to see her face?"

His remark hurt me more. With a furious growl, I moved forward.

Warriors scattered out of my path as I tore across the training field. I let the royal garden flash past me in a blur.

Then came the fields where her scent had gotten stronger.

Those damn butter croissants and Lime. Fuck!

"Mine!" I growled, taking the workers in the field by surprise. They jumped aside with terrified screams as I charged through the farm.

"There!" Zorro barked.

A few workers were gathered around her in confusion, while she was trembling, writhing in pain on the ground.

There was a faint electronic beep sound coming out of her metal collar around her neck. Blue sparks were dancing around it.

My blood turned cold when the smell of burnt skin reached my nose. Something inside me snapped as rage exploded through my veins.

The pressure of my alpha aura burst from me in waves, and the workers dropped to their knees instantly.

I didn’t spare them a second glance and reached for her body that was convulsing again and again. A strangled cry escaped her lips.

The sight nearly drove Zorro insane, "Mate!" he roared in my head.

The collar beeped again, and before the next shock could hit her, I slid one of my claws beneath the metal band, dropping to one knee.

The smell of burnt flesh was driving me mad.

The metal was digging into her burnt skin. Carefully, I hooked my claw deeper beneath the collar, making sure not to cut her neck. Another warning beep sounded.

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