Vanished Sisters The Lycan King's Slave Island novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76

Natasha’s POV

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I raised the whip again, my vision blurred by tears, my whole body shaking with the horror of what I was being forced to do.

*STOP.

The single word cut through the air like a blade. Deep. Commanding. Absolute.

Lord Fergus.

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My hand froze mid-swing. The whip hung in the air, trembling.

I looked up at him through tear-blurred eyes. He stood beside his throne, his massive frame towering over everyone else on the platform.

His amber eyes were fixed on Davelina’s broken, bleeding body with an intensity I didn’t understand.

Fergus descended from the dais, his heavy boots thudding against stone with each deliberate step. The sound seemed to echo in the

sudden silence.

The Lycans who’d been surrounding Davelina-the ones who’d been masturbating, who’d been cumming on her abused body-immediately

backed away. They melted into the crowd like shadows, not daring to challenge a Lord’s implicit command.

All except Sebastian.

The South Lord stood his ground beside the table where Davelina knelt. His ice-blue eyes were fixed on Fergus with barely contained fury.

The whip slipped from my fingers and clattered to the stone floor. The sound seemed impossibly loud in the tense silence.

I let out a breath I hadn’t known I was holding. My whole body sagged with relief.

It’s over. Please let it be over.

Fergus walked slowly toward Davelina. His eyes never left her-taking in every detail of her ruined state. The blood running down her

back. The cum coating her face and breasts. The welts crisscrossing her pale skin.

He stopped a few feet away from her.

“She is quite beautiful,” he said. His voice was calm, conversational, as if discussing the weather rather than a brutalized woman kneeling

naked before him. “Even like this. Broken and bleeding. There’s something… compelling about her.”

He looked around at the other Lycans on the platform.

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“I’ve decided, Fergus announced. “Tonight, this woman will come to my bed. She will serve me. Exclusively.”

What?

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I stared at him in shock. Throughout the entire afternoon’s debauchery, Fergus had shown no interest in the sexual entertainment. He d watched the gladiatorial matches with focused attention, but when the women started performing, when the rapes and violations began.

he’d seemed almost bored.

Why now? What changed? What made him suddenly want-

Anyone have an objection?” Fergus asked. His tone made it clear he didn’t expect any.

The platform remained silent. None of the lesser nobles dared speak.

But Sebastian did.

“Yes,” the South Lord said coldly. “I have an objection.”

The tension on the platform became suffocating. Every Lycan present seemed to hold their breath.

Sebastian stepped forward, moving to stand directly in front of Fergus. The two Lords faced each other-Sebastian slightly shorter but no

less intimidating, his handsome face twisted with anger.

“You’re ruining everyone’s entertainment,” Sebastian said, his voice tight with barely controlled rage. “We were enjoying ourselves. Having

our fun. And you-* He gestured dismissively at Fergus. “-you want to take away our toy. You’re spoiling it for all of us.”

“Your toy?” Fergus’s eyebrow raised slightly. “I believe you’re mistaken. She volunteered to perform. That makes her a willing participant,

not property to be shared.”

“Bullshit.” Sebastian’s hands clenched into fists. “She’s a slave. All of them are. They exist for our pleasure. And we- He gestured at the

other Lycans.”-were taking our pleasure. Until you interrupted.”

“I interrupted,” Fergus said calmly, ‘because I wanted her. And what I want, I take.”

“Why?” Sebastian demanded. “You’ve shown no interest in any of the women here. You sat through all the performances like a stone statue. You didn’t fuck a single slave. Didn’t even touch yourself. So why this one? Why now?”

Fergus was silent for a moment. Then he smiled-a cold, sharp expression that didn’t reach his eyes.

“Because I can,” he said simply. “Because I want to. Because tonight, I feel like having a beautiful woman in my bed. Is that not reason enough?”

“No, Sebastian spat. ‘It’s not. You’re being deliberately difficult. You re-

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“Lord Sebastian.”

A new voice entered the conversation. Lord Gregor stood up from his throne and walked toward the two arguing Lords.

Gregor was the oldest of the three-perhaps fifty in human appearance, with gray streaking his dark hair and shrewd eyes that missed

nothing. He carried himself with the confidence of someone who d survived centuries of political intrigue.

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