The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 206

Chapter 206: The Deer And The Dying Tiger

Thevan’s breath caught in his throat. His pupils darted wildly, like he was looking for an escape, anything to get away from her gaze.

Just like before, his mind suddenly fell into silence. It was as if ... he’d fallen under her control again.

Primrose took a step closer.

"You thought you were the one pulling the strings. But the truth is ..." She lifted the corner of her lips into a faint smirk, not enough for the soldiers to notice, but enough to make Thevan’s skin crawl. "... I’m the one holding the leash around your neck."

She stepped closer to him slowly, like a deer calmly observing the dying tiger.

The one who used to hunt her was now too weak to move, and for once, she was the one looking down on him.

Edmund moved slightly, instinctively wanting to stop her, but for some reason, he chose to stay still and let her go.

"I kept having nightmares about you," Primrose whispered, bending down until her face was level with Thevan’s. "But now ... I think I was just being foolish."

She tilted her head slightly. "Why should I be afraid of someone who’s already under my control?"

Thevan still didn’t say a word, but the look on his face said everything.

He was terrified of her, more than he ever feared Edmund, the one who tortured him for days.

"How about we end this ... for good, Thevan?" Primrose leaned in, her lips just beside his ear. Her voice was soft, so soft that no one else could hear her.

"I want you to die," she whispered. "So I’ll never have to see your face again."

Then she pulled back, smiling sweetly as her eyes met his, like she’d just said something as simple as goodbye. "Can you do that for me?"

She didn’t really expect him to obey her. After all, she still hadn’t mastered her mind-control magic. There was no way it would work, at least not yet.

But then, something strange happened.

Thevan’s entire body began to tremble.

He growled low in his throat, his movements jerky and unstable, like he was fighting something inside himself.

"Primrose, that’s enough." Edmund stepped forward immediately, pulling her back and placing her safely behind him.

He turned to the soldiers, ready to give the order to take Thevan back into the torture room, but before he could speak, Thevan suddenly lifted his chained hands and slammed the heavy iron cuffs against his own skull.

Clang!

The sound echoed through the cold air.

Then he did it again and again.

Blood splattered across the floor. His movements were frantic, desperate, like he was completely out of his control.

Primrose watched in silence. Her expression didn’t change, even as the soldiers around her began to panic.

"What is he doing?!" one of them shouted, but none of them dared to get close.

A soldier quickly stepped forward, shouting, "Restrain him! Now!" ƒгeewebnovёl_com

But it was already too late.

Thevan slammed his head one final time. His body slumped forward in the chair, twitching slightly, then went completely still.

After three days of torture, Thevan’s healing ability had weakened drastically.

Therefore, his heart had stopped beating before his body could even begin to repair the damage.

Half of his face was crushed, and both of his eyes were gone from their sockets.

’Now he can never look at me again,’ she thought.

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