The Lycan Prince’s Wolfless Slave (Academy Romance) novel Chapter 183

The Lycan Primee’s Wolfless Slave (Academy Romance)

Chapter 183

Kai

Sometime earlier…

I open my eyes, and the morning sun is already stabbing at me through the gaps in the curtains. I didn’t sleep. Not for a single second. I spent the entire

night staring at the ceiling, my mind filled up with images of that damn photo.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her. I saw Lyra. I saw her silver hair spread out on the bed. I saw her hands on that bastard Ryan. I imagined them

together. I imagined him touching her, kissing her, whispering things to her that belonged only to me.

Did they do it? Did he fuck her?

The thought alone makes my vision blur with red. I spent half the night thrashing my room. The chair is in pieces. The mirror is shattered. My knuckles are

raw and still bruised from where I punched the wall, but I don’t feel the pain. All I feel is my Lycan fury boiling in my gut.

“Kill him,” Vlad snarls. His voice is a constant roar in the back of my head. “Kill the boy. Kill them. Burn it all.”

If not for my sister Kara, I probably would have leveled the castle by now. She sensed my rage through the mindlink and tried to calm me down. She told me

not to do anything rash and just think about it first.

But I’m done thinking.

I stand up and grab a shirt, ignoring the wreckage of my bedroom. I don’t waste any time. I need to get to the Valeria pack. I need to see her. If Lyra thinks

she can just go back to her old life and her old lover, she is delusional. She belongs to me. I will kidnap her. I will drag her back here in chains if I have to.

It’s time she accepts the truth. She is mine, and I don’t share.

I swing my door open, ready to storm out, but I stop short.

Roman is standing right there in the hallway. His hand is raised like he was just about to knock. He looks tired, his eyes dark with the same lack of sleep I

had.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I snap.

We glare at each other. The energy between is so thick it feels like a physical weight, i don’t hate Roman and I believe he has genuine feelings for Lyra, but

it doesn’t make me feel better. It only makes me extremely jealous that someone else is consumed by her just like I am.

ľ

“I know you saw the picture,” Roman says. His voice is surprisingly calm, which only pisses me off more. “It’s trending on the Academy page. Everyone is

talking.”

“Yeah, so?” I growl. “Are you here to blame it on me? Or are you here to defend her again?”

Roman sighs and leans against the wall. “I don’t believe it, Kai. My Lycan is practically losing his mind. He says it’s a lie. He doesn’t believe Lyre would that in her right frame of mind. Neither do 1.”

I let out a harsh chuckle. “I don’t give a fuck what your dumb Lycan thinks, Roman. The camera doesn’t lie. She’s in his bed. She’s kissing him. That books pretty ‘right frame of mind‘ to me.”

Roman’s eyes flash with a spark of anger. He steps closer, closing the distance between us. “Look, I’m not here to fight with you. I just want you to tell me where the Valeria pack is. I need to go there. I need to make sure she’s okay.”

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