Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 37 SAGE

I walked toward the library as if my life depended on it. No one was following me, but an inexplicable urgency gnawed at me, propelling my steps faster. Elara had mentioned that after the forbidden night. His Majesty would remain secluded in his room for another three days. That meant I only had three days to learn everything about my wolf before he woke up. It also meant I'd be at Her Majesty's mercy during that time. I still didn't fully understand what I had done to end up on her bad side, but I knew I had to be prepared for anything Upon entering the library, I was struck by its vastness. Shelves upon shelves of books stretched toward the high ceiling filled with the knowledge of countless generations. The scent of old paper and leather filled the air. It would have been a nice and relaxing place to stay if I wasn't always fighting to stay alive. I scanned the rows of books, looking for anything that might contain information about wolves and bonds. Finally, I found a section dedicated to ancient rituals and mythical creatures. Pulling a heavy tome from the shelf. I settled into a quiet corner and began to read. Hours passed in a blur as I devoured every piece of information I could find. My eyes ached from the strain, but I couldnt I have read a lot of books in this library, but none of them say anything about a red wolf

stop. I spent more hours scouring the shelves, my eyes aching from the strain of relentless reading. These books were filled with never-ending knowledge, but none seemed to hold the answers I desperately sought. I was on the brink of giving up when a glimmer of hope caught my eye. In the very corner of the shelves, partially hidden beneath a pile of neglected volumes, lay a book that looked far older than the others. Its cover was worn, and the leather cracked and faded with age I felt something whispering inside me that this book may contain the answer that I was looking for. The pages, almost brown from years of wear and tear, cr**ed softly as I opened the book. This book had clearly been forgotten, left to gather dust in its secluded corner. As I began to read, I realized why it might have been hidden away The text was dense and archaic, filled with ancient runes and cryptic symbols. But amidst the obscurity, I found passages that spoke directly to my situation. It detailed the origin of an ancient wolf, a red wolf

"A red wolf is an ancient, mystical creature that appears only once in a thousand years. Its arrival is a harbinger of disaster, signaling that great turmoil and calamity are imminent. This extraordinary wolf possesses insurmountable power, a force so immense that it can break any curse and vanquish the most formidable of demons

The legends say that the red wolf's power is unparalleled, rooted in ancient magic that predates even the oldest known spells and incantations. Its very presence is enough to scare even the bravest warriors and the most cu**ng sorcerers. The red wolf is not just a symbol of destruction but also a beacon of hope, for within its heart lies the ability to restore balance and order to a world plunged into chaos.

Throughout history, the appearance of the red wolf has been both feared and revered. Kingdoms have risen and fallen in the wake of its coming, and many have sought to harness its power for their own ends. Yet, the red wolf remains an enigma, a force of nature that cannot be tamed or controlled

In times of great peril, when darkness threatens to consume all, the red wolf emerges from the shadows, a solitary guardian against the encroaching evil. Its battle against demons and curses is legendary, a testament to its unwavering resolve and unmatched prowess. The red wolf is a guardian, a destroyer, and a savior, all wrapped into one." I murmured as I read the pattage out loud "This doesn't make sense at all." I murmured to myself, my brow furrowing as I flipped through the ancient pages. The book was filled with cryptic texts and illustrations of mythical creatures, but the information about the red wolf seemed Rapid VPN

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Lost in thought, I was startled by the sound of footsteps approaching the door. My heart raced as I quickly shoved the book inside my dress hiding it from view. I hadn't finished reading everything I needed, and I planned to continue my study in the privacy of my room. The door creaked open, and my eyes widened in panic when I saw who had entered. It was the queen, her regal presence tilling the room. She was dressed in her usual elegant attire, her expression unreadable as her gaze swept over the chamber. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice calm but with an underlying tone of suspicion.

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"L... I was just..." I stammered, trying to come up with a plausible excuse. "I was looking for a book on herbal remedies to with my recovery. Your Majesty

The queen's eyes narrowed slightly, and for a moment, I feared she could see right through my lie. She stepped closer, her eyes piercing into mine as if searching for the truth.

"Is that so?" she said, her voice carrying a hint of skepticism. "Was that so important that you had to s**ip showing up for breakfast like the other concubine?"

My heart **d a beat. I hadn't realized my absence would be noticed, let alone by the queen herself. I apologize, Your Majesty," I said, lowering my gaze. "I just don't want to be a nuisance to the palace's doctors. I'm sure they have more important patience to look after than me. I promised, it won't happen again."

She studied me for a few more moments, her gaze unwavering. "It should be," she said, her tone cold and authoritative. "Just because His Majesty has taken your side in front of everyone doesn't mean you can do whatever you please. Remember, 1 am still the queen, and you are still my subject. Know your place she reminded me, her eyes narrowing to emphasize her point

"Of course, Your Majesty," I replied, my voice steady despite the nervous flutter in my chest. "I didn't mean to offend you."

The queen's gaze remained fixed on me, her scrutiny sharp and unyielding. "See that you don't," she said finally, her voice a mixture of warning and disdain. "As the head of the inner court, I need to set an example for the other concubine. She turned to one of the guards standing by the door. "Lock her in her room," she commanded "No food, no water. Let her reflect on her actions. Perhaps a few days without sustenance will remind her of her place."

My heart sank at her words, but I kept my face impassive. The guard nodded and gestured for me to follow. I walked out of the room with my head held high, even as anxiety churned in my stomach.

Once inside the safety of my room, the door was locked behind me with a heavy click. I was now a prisoner, confined to my quarters under the queen's harsh orders. The book, still hidden in my dress, seemed to burn against my skin, a constant reminder of the secrets it held and the risks I was taking

I carefully retrieved the book and placed it on my desk, determined to make the most of my time. If I were going to be locked away and deprived of food and water, I would use the opportunity to delve deeper into the mysteries of the red wolf and the ancient prophecies. The queen's punishment might keep me physically confined and weakened, but would roam free, seeking the knowledge I needed

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