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Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen

Chapter 5 Chapter 5 A bad feeling

Word Count: 1366    |    Released on: 17/12/2025

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rted to me as his lips quivered at the sudde

ek as my eyelashes shivered at the rec

dly stepped toward me as the

ivered. "It's me, your Val

h his usual affection, which somewhat calmed my troubled h

still have

tightly, offering much comfort. Th

on Clan, he's also my father's best friend of twenty-five ye

e said, and the endearment once again fluttered my h

chuckled softly. "You've grown your ha

of fear grasped me. I know my bizarre changes would raise many questio

me," I said, feeling drained by em

--

the air, quite unlike before. Previously, it had been a gentle fragrance with floral and fruity notes, i

d, as if someone had tried to for

ncle Samuel's voice disrupted my

your arrival. He is wa

ll and I swallowed painfully. "H-he

s. You have no idea how much your father misses you. Yes, both of you are indeed

y deep, lifelong scars will never let me forget that leav

n't get scared seeing me a

e eastern part of the pack house. Uncle Samuel push

he was-Alpha Victor Rodriguez-my father. He

es shot up in my direction. Our gazes

elf into his arms. I didn't, for once, think if he would want me anymore;

ms circled me, pulling me into a hug that was

voked emotions of my most beautiful momen

ving to project an image of strength, but I could no longer

ut all the sorrow and heartache I

pa." I whispered hoars

t wasn't your fault alone; I messed

oth cried at

ed at me. His soft eyes suddenly turned in

soon his brows furrowed deeply as if he were not

ightly. Here comes

Muttering quietly, I removed my mask, o

into a deep despair. My head lowered in shame and

to you?" Uncle gasped as

ked up at them. "It's a long story." I e

off!" A menacing growl echoed within the w

xpression changed from soft to murd

to the pit of hell." His eyes had turned red, "Samuel, we're going t

im, stopping him. "Papa, no!" I grabbed

voice rumbled, "That bastard must pay for hi

l will intervene, which won't be good for our pack. We can't prove it, Papa. They'll deny the claim because they plan

now is healing her wolf. We will aim for revenge, but sl

. He sat down on the sofa in the office and no

him. No wonder; if Atlas accidentally appeare

, Papa, I'll get back to him and never disappoint you ag

suffered. Forgive me, my daughter," Papa a

my heart, and I hurriedly hugged him. "Don't worry, Pap

llow it eithe

r quickly. I was taken to a private chamb

ran several tests on me and after some ti

through my reports with a darkened face. My grip

completely kill my wolf spirit, or at least that's what we thought a

couldn't help myself but ask, "What is it, Doctor?

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Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen
Hidden Heiress: The Lycan King's Disfigured Queen
“"Why can't you just leave me alone?" Valentina snarled, breath hitching as she shoved against the bark of the tree behind her. He stepped closer, eyes glowing with an untamed hunger. In one swift, possessive motion, he pinned her hands above her head, his lips grazing the pulse at her neck-dangerously close to the spot only a mate should touch. "Because, little wolf," he whispered, his voice dark velvet against her skin, "you belong to me-and I'm done pretending otherwise." _______ Stabbed by the man she once loved and betrayed by the friend she trusted most, Valentina was reborn in the ashes of heartbreak. No longer the obedient luna of the Shadow Crust pack, she rises from the shadows to reclaim her life-and her power. But home is no longer safe. Her pack is in ruins. Her father? Bewitched by a mysterious woman named Carmella. And fate? Cruel, as always. Because waiting for her in the heart of the storm is the man she should never desire-Andres Donovan, the cold and dangerously obsessive Lycan King. and her second-chance mate. He watches her with eyes full of secrets, speaks in riddles that echo of a past she can't remember, and touches her like he's been starving for centuries. But as enemies close in, alliances fracture, and war brews over the divine blood flowing in her veins, Valentina must decide: Will she fight fate again. Or surrender to the one man who could ruin her-or save her?”