The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 229

Chapter 229

Chapter 229

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The King loved her with every fiber of his tortured soul.

From behind Isidora, Legna saw the terrible pain on his face as he pretended to slit her throat.

It was as if he were running the blade across his own neck.

“Take care of her… like you promised… or I swear, even from that abyss, I’ll come after you…”

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The Lycan King’s broken voice echoed through her mind, his connection to his own kind fading as his time

ran out.

He slowly lowered Isidora and placed his greatest treasure in Legna’s arms. She couldn’t help trembling a little with his fangs so close to her.

It took every bit of willpower he had to let Isidora go, knowing she would hate him with everything in her. But that had always been the Lycan King’s goal.

Vhaelor’d failed so many times.

His selfish need to stay with her had made him falter again and again, but this had always been the inevitable end.

“Make sure you block whatever is left of our bond and make her believe it broke,” his voice echoed one last time.

“…when I die… the connection between us will be gone for good too, and I don’t want… her to feel that pain… she has to forget me. Forever…”

Along with those words, he gave Isidora one last look that seemed to go straight through her.

Legna felt Isidora tremble in her arms and feared she might wake from the trance she’d put her in.

But the Lycan King wasn’t about to ruin everything he’d done.

He could never go through this again. If he did, he’d truly lose his mind.

Vhaelor took off running, his giant form disappearing through the fog, the stone ruins, and the snowy forest surrounding the castle.

Then a howl rose in the distance, and it seemed to fill the entire world with a deep sadness.

The shadows raced after him at once, like hungry hyenas going after prey that had already been brought down.

Legna lowered her head and held Isidora tight against her.

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Without the light of his life, the last living lycan would fade away forever.

“You’re going to explain all of this to me right now.”

Legna looked into the eyes of her mentor’s wolf.

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“It means we have to protect her from the truth, or she won’t be able to bear it,” Legna answered, lowering her gaze to the face of this incredible woman, a woman born to be a queen.

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Days passed, one new development after another throwing the Estingia Pack into chaos.

But Isidora had nothing to do with any of it.

She spent all day in her room, trying to unravel every mystery hidden in those pages, obsessed with Valezka’s description of her mate’s transformation.

Too many coincidency Might

many things Isidora had been through too.

Her chest tightened as she kept reading.

Valezka had written much of it in code, using strange symbols.

Isidora didn’t know whether it was because she was so close to the energy still lingering inside Sonya… but somehow, she could understand it.

She didn’t eat. She didn’t go out to train or see her friends.

Elessia carried away one almost–full tray after another, worried, but she decided not to push her.

Isidora needed time for her heart to heal, and Elessia didn’t see anything wrong with her reading a book. But Isidora was putting everything together, and with every page, she felt more certain.

“You’re a lycan… You have to be… and the curse on you is the same one that drove Valezka’s mate insane…” She murmured the words while sitting at the table with only a few pages left in the journal.

Her fists were clenched, trembling with an emotion she couldn’t name.

“I felt it. All that power he was hiding. I couldn’t get close to him because his wolf is far more powerful than I am.”

Her wolf confirmed what she was already thinking. If that was true, then…

“Maybe he was afraid he’d hurt me, but then…”

Isidora ran a hand over her throat. She still woke up screaming at night from nightmares about the moment she almost died.

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“That makes no sense…”

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“Unless none of what we felt or saw was real.”

When Varka said that, Isidora frowned and thought back to what she’d experienced inside that illusion.

“But I knew I was inside something that wasn’t real… No. That can’t be it. My mentor was there. The Supreme Elder was there too, and Helen really died…”

Both of them went silent.

“Something felt off, Dora. I’ve thought about it so many times, but from the moment we entered Legna’s territory… I don’t know, that scent…”

“I think we’re just looking for more excuses…” Isidora lowered her head with a sad, resigned smile.

Varka fell silent.

Not feeling her bond with her mate was slowly destroying her, no matter how tough she tried to act.

Then Isidora turned the last few pages, hoping to find one final clue, but all she found was another disappointment.

“Some pages are missing…” She frowned at the jagged pieces left behind where several of the final pages had been torn out.

The journal ended there, unfinished, right after a passage from Valezka that had caught her attention.

«I finally figured it out. I know where that place is, the place where lycans go to die because of that ridiculous

curse.

I’ll go

find my king. I won’t let him turn to cold stone. I’d rather die trying than live with the guilt of leaving him to that cruel fate.

The map came out a little rough, but I’ll take it to the palace scribe and have him clean it up. Below…>>

That was where the entry cut off.

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