The Lycan King’s Breeder

Chapter 43: Talon’s POV

“What happened and when did this happen?” I roared as I turned around at once and started heading to the exit.

“I got a call this morning. It happened last night,” Greg replied. I could feel the uncertainty in his voice and I knew he didn’t have enough information.

“And the child?” I asked the question I was dreading. Willow had lost so many babies, one would think I should be used to it by now but I wasn’t.

“Sara said she is stable.”

I felt a huge burden leave my shoulders but I still felt restless. I had to see Avalyn. How did the accident fucking happen?

My anger was already brewing inside and I threw the blame on everyone in that damned palace but I kept it all in. I would wait till I get there.

“Gather the guards, we are leaving now!” My heart was ramming into my chest and my wolf was all over the place.

“Yes, my King,” Greg responded and jogged off in the distance.

I got to the entrance and started pacing. I needed to get back as soon as possible.

“Talon, what’s going on?” Jared asked as he joined me. “The entire castle seems to be on fire. Did something happen!?”

“Avalyn got into an accident…” I hissed and continued pacing.

“Is the child safe?” He asked in a low voice as he held my shoulder and I nodded.

“Yes, it is fine. But I need to get there.”

“I will go pack up at once. We all need to go and Emily needs to take up her duties!” Jared growled but as he turned to leave, I stopped him.

“Jared, we are in a state of emergency. As grave as this is, I can handle it. You should stay back here in case Desmond decides to show up,” I told him.

Jared pursed his lips. “If I am not going, then Emily has to.”

“I am not spending my time trying to convince her to come with me, Jared,” I hissed, running my fingers through my hair.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“I will do it.” Jared squeezed my shoulder and left to speak to Emily.

The vehicles started coming forward and I didn’t wait for them to park before I got in. Greg was already seated.

“Let’s go, the rest will follow behind,” I said and the driver zoomed off.

My claws were pushing out of my skin and my legs kept shaking throughout the journey. At one point, I felt like I could run faster than the damned vehicle.

The green trees in the forest were not appealing to the eyes anymore. They looked like haunting ghosts mocking and laughing at me.

I could hear councilwoman Elizabeth’s voice taunting and laughing at my predicament. What if the attack was done to kill the baby? And if they got the child, what would have become of me?

Two women under my cock and both keep losing pregnancies, what sort of a man would that make me?

As soon as the vehicle reached the kingdom ground, my hand was already clutching the door handle. As they got to the driveway, I was the first to get down.

“Where is she?!” I growled the moment my feet touched the ground.

“My king, she is in the clinic…” A soldier said.

I marched away from the castle entrance and went all the way to the clinic. I almost tore the door down as I pushed to pass it.

The air was thick and I could smell everyone’s fear. Good, they have to be scared.

Sara was in the process of administering an injection into Avalyn’s hand when I stepped in.

“My King,” Sara said with her head bowed low. Avalyn kept her eyes lowered as she pulled her fingers.

“Continue with your work and tell me what happened…” I said as I narrowed my eyes at her while checking on Avalyn.

“She was out of her room to get water when she lost consciousness…” she paused as she pricked Avalyn’s skin with the needle.

Avalyn winced at the pain but kept her eyes lowered.

“The guards found her and brought her to me as soon as possible. I have checked her, and she is fine and the blood in her body is helping to heal the bruises she got from the fall,” she explained.

I should have been relieved but something didn’t seem right. And I hated that I left her in their care and this had to happen.

“Where was she the one to get water for herself, what happened to all the maids?” I growled. “Where the hell is Dawn?”

My voice increased and from the corner of my eyes, I saw Avalyn flinch.

“Please… This wasn’t -it wasn’t Dawn’s fault. I… I should have waited…” she stuttered in a voice so low that if I wasn’t paying attention I wouldn’t have noticed. “Please… If anyone is to be punished… Please punish just me…”

I got closer and the first thing I noticed was the faded marks of bruises on Avalyn’s neck. I pushed Sara away and went close enough to confirm what I was seeing.

“Sara,” I called as my fingers traced the faint marks on her neck. “What did you say caused her bruises?”

This wasn’t a mark from a simple scratch or fall. I have been killing people long enough to realize that this was marks from my fingers.

“Did someone try to choke her?” I roared. “How the hell does she have finger marks on her neck?”

Sara took a step back and dropped her head as her lips remained sealed.

“I need answers, Sara, don’t push my patience,” I warned.

Sara went down on her knees and brought her hands together in front of her. “I don’t know my King, we are trying to find out what happened that night but we haven’t gotten anything. Avalyn doesn’t even remember…”

I turned my burning orbs to her and expected an answer too. “You can’t remember?”

“No…” She sniffled, wiping the tears that had started falling down her face.

My heart skipped as I saw her crying. I didn’t want her to cry. It made me feel bad for yelling and I didn’t want my anger to go down.

They were all supposed to be responsible for her and they didn’t take care of her. Now someone had the guts to try and squeeze her neck.

Without saying another word to her or Sara who was still on her knees, I walked out. I went back to the castle and marched to my chambers.

“Willow!” I growled the moment I stepped into the room. “How did Avalyn get into that accident?”

Her blue eyes left the file she was using on her nails and they looked up at me. She blew away the dust from her long nails and looked at me.

“Why are you asking me that Talon?” She asked with a nonchalant attitude oozing from her aura.

“Willow, I left her in your care!” I roared, going blind with rage.

How could she tell me that when I told her specifically to take care of her while I was away?

“Talon, I am not her caretaker. I told the girl to stay in her room. Dawn was present, you can ask her if you don’t believe me and what did she do? She sneaked out of her room in search of some fun!”

“What?” My head did a little reset and everything went silent there.

“You heard me Talon, I tried to tell you this but you didn’t think I was right. Now you have it.” She got down from the bed and walked to the side table where she dropped her nail file.

“You were not around and she got horny. She went after a guard and it turned out wrong. The markings on her neck are good proof.”

A ringing went off in my head and the world started spinning.

“Willow, do you understand the gravity of what you are saying to me?” My voice was low and shaking with anger.

“You should know I wouldn’t waste my time speaking of matters that make no sense! Ask the girl, Talon. Or ask Dawn if I didn’t warn her.” She walked to the bathroom and left me with my thoughts.

It felt like a sharp arrow had gone into my heart and her words were twisting it around to derive more blood.

This couldn’t be true… Avalyn, wouldn’t dare sleep with someone else…

“My King, we have-” Greg’s voice reached my ears and I turned to face him standing at the door.

I didn’t need to hear what he had to say. What Willow said was more important.

“Where is your sister?”

Greg pursed his lips. “My King, I have punished her already. I just-”

“Gregory, where is your damned sister!” I roared so loud his words got swallowed in the vibration that followed.

“I’ll go get her, my King.” He took a bow and scurried out of my room.

Dawn would know what happened. She was always with Avalyn. If she was feeling horny or needy at any point, Dawn should have been able to perceive her arousal…

Willow stepped out of the bathroom just when I started pacing and without saying a word to me, she moved to the balcony and relaxed into one of the outdoor chairs.

I heard footsteps approaching the room and before they could knock, I drew the door open for them.

“My King,” she whimpered, going down on her knees.