The Ruthless Lycan King Fell For His Slave Mate novel Chapter 33

Lyra heard the sound of tearing flesh and waited for the pain to hit. But none came.

“Are you alright?” a masculine voice…Julian! It was Julian’s voice!

Her eyes split wide open and looked up at him. He was looking ahead, his face a mask of concentration as he ran through the forest at full speed.

“Yes,” she muttered.

“Hold on tight,” he instructed.

She gulped and wrapped her arms around his neck. The forest around them turned into a blur as he ran at a speed she never thought was possible in the human form. But then again, he was the Lycan King, the Alpha of Alphas.

The scent of blood followed them all along, and only after a few minutes did she realise that it was coming from him. Feeling below his neck, she touched tender, torn flesh. A claw mark. The monster wolf had gotten to him while he was grabbing her.

“You are injured!” she exclaimed.

“I’m fine,” he replied.

Despite his injuries, he did not slow down until they came across Beryl and a few warriors at the edge of the forest. On seeing her friend, Beryl rushed forward, worry etched on her face.

“What happened?” she asked, thinking that Lyra was badly injured. But when Julian put her on her feet and Beryl saw she was okay, she cried in relief and hugged her tightly. “I’m so sorry for leaving you behind.”

“Why are you apologising?” Lyra asked. “It was my idea.”

When they pulled back, Beryl looked around. “Where is Victoria?”

Lyra turned to Julian. “Victoria is still out there. I hid her in a cave where the wolf can’t reach.”

“I already had someone get her,” he told her.

“Thank you for saving me,” she told him. “How is your back?”

“It’s a small injury, nothing to worry about,” he said.