The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 291

I Want Your Mark on My Neck

NARRATOR

Vhaelor calmly approached his former advisor and looked down as the light faded from her eyes.

“You always thought you were so clever, and your ambition knew no bounds,” he told her quietly.

“Letting you do as you pleased for Cassian’s sake, and because I didn’t care, was one thing. Thinking you could make a fool of me was another.”

Tears kept spilling from Mira’s eyes as she realized Vhaelor had set this trap for her from the very beginning, and she’d walked straight into it.

“You followed every step exactly as I predicted. Now die in peace and free your son from a parasite like you. He deserves to be happy with the good woman you nearly destroyed.”

Those were Vhaelor’s final words to her. He watched as she choked on bile and blood until her chest stopped moving.

He wanted Cassian to be free of guilt. Cassian was far too good a son to kill his own mother himself.

The King knew that even if Cassian learned the truth, he would never kill her. At most, he would ask Vhaelor to send her far away.

That wouldn’t have been enough… not for Isidora, and certainly not to get justice for Elessia.

“I spared you the burden of choosing. Now you have to do your part with your mate…” He spoke to the empty air, knowing Cassian was too badly injured to hear him.

The King didn’t care that Cassian couldn’t hear him, and he wasn’t worried Benjamin would get away.

He looked toward the forest and heard the growls of the she-wolves, their paws pounding against the earth as the hunt began… a hunt that would be over in no time.

Sure enough, Benjamin could feel that he was being stalked.

Before he could celebrate the fact that the Lycan King hadn’t followed him, he discovered something far worse was hunting him instead.

Red eyes appeared in the darkness on both sides of him, followed by enormous fangs and an aura powerful enough to crush his will.

Estingias… He didn’t need to see them clearly to know those wolves weren’t normal.

He tried to run faster, but he kept falling. Eventually, he had no choice but to drag himself through the damp earth, leaving behind a trail of blood and desperation.

Once he was surrounded, he turned and tried to back away. That was when he saw them… all three.

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The one behind him was the worst. Her coat was a shade of red that looked like fire and foretold death.

Her aura began twisting and crushing every bone in his body until Benjamin screamed in agony, crying and begging for mercy.

He felt wetness running down his pants, and the stench of urine filled the clearing.

“I was only following that woman’s orders! This is all her fault… the advisor… Mira… killed… my mother… it was her!”

He kept backing away, trembling and dragging himself across the ground like a worm.

But nothing could save him, and the pack of she-wolves had grown tired of playing with their food.

All three lunged at him with their jaws open.

They tore into his flesh piece by piece, deliberately avoiding any spot that would kill him quickly.

They dragged out his death until Benjamin couldn’t endure any more.

They made him feel what it was like to be helpless, to beg until his throat tore and have no one listen, to feel himself dying slowly and without mercy.

That was what Elessia had endured, and she had been innocent. Benjamin wasn’t.

He was a sinner, and Karla, Mikaela, and Isidora made him pay until what remained of him could no longer be recognized as a corpse.

Varka raised her muzzle to the sky and released a deep howl. Her friends joined her.

Vengeance. Now they could face Elessia again.

Vhaelor heard them and knew it was done.

Everyone had gotten what they wanted.

He hoped this would finally settle things with Isidora and lead her to become more involved in his life at the palace and in his upcoming coronation.

Little by little, he would earn her trust again.

Cassian now had to earn that same trust from his own mate.

When Varka emerged from the forest, Vhaelor went to meet her. He bent down and lifted her into his arms as if she weighed nothing.

“Grrr… I need to run. I need to let this fury out. Come with me, my mate. Leave your men in charge and run

with me.”

Vhaelor needed no further invitation.

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The warriors he’d summoned through the bond were already arriving at the clearing.

They’d all been stationed discreetly throughout the festival.

This entire outing had been part of the plan from the very beginning.

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They would take Cassian back to the castle, along with his mother’s body in case he wanted to bury her… beyond the palace lands.

Vhaelor would allow her that much solely in recognition of the years she’d spent raising his son, Cassian.

The bodies of the other two beasts were left for the scavengers to devour.

Mikaela and Karla returned to Elessia, who’d been knocked unconscious inside what was supposedly a teahouse after drugs were slipped into her drink.

Their mentor, Legna, had taught them more than one interesting trick.

They would tell Elessia she’d passed out from exhaustion because of her condition.

They hated lying to her, but it was better to keep her calm and focused on recovering.

Once everything was in order, Vhaelor moved swiftly through the forest.

A beautiful Estingia she-wolf ran beside him.

“Climb onto my back. You’re too slow!”

Vhaelor didn’t even argue with what he knew was a blatant lie.

But if she wanted to feel him against her as much as he was dying to touch her, he wasn’t going to refuse.

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