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Ashlyn's POV I stared at him as emotions swirled around and inside of me. His gaze was unwavering from my eyes with so much emotions radiating from them. Different emotions of anger, hurt, perplexity and remorse all etched on his face. This was the first time I was seeing him this way. Perhaps he was genuinely hurt by what he did? Was he remorseful about it? Or was just this just an act? I pushed him off from me and smiled bitterly. "Really?" I asked him and turned to his subjects, his comrades, his mistresses who all stared in shock and bewilderment. "I am his mate and yet he treats me like a good for nothing!" I said and he pulled me back in anger. "Being my mate does not change in thing." He replied through gritted teeth. "Does carrying your child for a while do?" I asked him equally angry. He clenched his jaw before responding. "Nothing has changed, Ashlyn. We're still maintaining the kind of relationship we have." He responded."A Master and mistress relationship?" I asked
Fated to the Lycan Chapter thirty five
Ashlyn's POV "I want you here." He whispered huskily after moments of silence. Delivering bouquets of chills and shivers down my stomach. I was still very much angry at him, but I could not deny the masculine effects he had on my body. "I do not want to be here." I said to him still trying to steady my heartbeat. "It's not a matter of choices." He replied as he stared at me."I should have a choice, but yet in every way you still remind me of my father." I said to him and his eyes flashed. He had an unappeased anger in him and I could see he was fighting to control it. "If I was your father, would I touch you in this manner?" He asked as as he skidded his hand along my bare thighs and up to my waist. I swallowed as my lustful body responded to his touch and waiting for the feel of his lips to taste the rawness of mine. I shook my head. "It's only the touch of a cruel master." I said to him. He buried his face on my neck. "A Master is meant to be cruel in all his ways. All his do
Fated to the Lycan Chapter thirty six
Lucifer's POV I left Ashlyn's arms before she woke up the next morning and I walked out of the room hoping the early morning air would blow away any mucky thought in my head. Sofia stopped me before I could cross the stairs. "We need to talk." She said as a matter of fact. I frowned at her despising the tone of authority in her voice. "Should you not have returned to the French quarters by now?" I asked her irritated already by her presence. She heaved in shock. "Are you sending me away?" She asked. "As a matter of fact, yes. I do not need your drama right now." I said to her and turned to leave. "Because of her?" She inquired in an hateful tone. I turned around. "Because of whom, if I may ask?" I asked her. Damned the French wanton. I need no permission to ask a question before I do. "You know well who I'm talking about." She said to me. "Since you have decided not to be clear, I leave you to whatever hate is eating you up." I replied and turned to leave again. "I'm talking
Fated to the Lycan Chapter thirty seven
Ashlyn's POV I was through with my bath and donned on a simple gown. I was surprised to see my almost empty closet, filled with new dresses and I had no doubts in my heart that Roselia was the reason behind it. I walked down the stairs and met with Sofia and her three musketeers. I rolled my eyes. The good Lord knew I was not in the mood for their tantrums but yet, they keep coming seeking for what they could not get. "Lucifer's most prized possession." Sofia said smiling as she advanced towards me. I narrowed my eyes at her. "I doubt that." I said to her. She raised a brow. "Did he not make a reference to it last night?" She asked the other mistresses who nodded their heads like a lizard with a bone stuck in its throat. "What do you want now? Don't tell me you're here to force me into being in bed with you?" I asked her. She waved it aside. "Your one opportunity to have a feel of it is gone." She answered."Good. I'll pass." I said to her and turned to leave, but Sia pulled me
Fated to the Lycan Chapter thirty eight
Lucifer's POV Ruthless retreated back and neighed at the sight of me while I furrowed my brows at Ashlyn annoyed. I made her stand properly and I went to Ruthless. "Aye, friend, are you alright?" I asked him and he neighed leaning on my shoulder. I ruffled his mane and turned to Ripper. "I recall giving you a clear warning never to let her near an horse." I said to him and he nodded. "Technically, you said ride and I was not.." She began to speak. "Shut up!" I yelled at her and she stumbled back a bit at my outburst. "You do not talk while I'm still talking." I said to her upset at the fact that she had taken such risk to go closer to Ruthless. What if he'd knocked her down and she breaks a bone? Only I understood Ruthless and the way he thinks. I turned back to Ripper and Rage. "Who allowed this?" I inquired in anger. They both looked at each other. "I.." Ashlyn began to speak again and I shushed her up raising my hand and upholding a finger in mid air. "Speak not or face my
Fated to the Lycan Chapter thirty nine
Ashlyn's POV It was already getting dark and the moon was about to rise fully in the grey sky. I had stayed with Rage and Ripper watching the horses being trained for the Games and they looked like they were born for this. "Here comes Kill." Ripper said suddenly and I looked at the direction his eyes were upon. "And here comes your task." Rage added with a snicker. I swallowed. What difficult task would he set for me? It was definitely not going to be as bad as Lucifer's. After all he was only a mini caricature of him. Not really the vicious alpha. "I've been told to assign you to a task, young Miss. Come with me." Kill said as soon as he approached me and turned away without waiting for an answer. I duly followed him and he took me to the weapon room. "This is your task. Take down all the weapons and armor. Clean them thoroughly, they shall be used in the events." He said and walked away as soon as he was done barking his orders at me.Alright, that was rude, but I could not do
Fated to the Lycan Chapter forty
Ashlyn's POV I stared at the huge beast laying down on the floor completely paralyzed by the shots. "Will he be alright?" I asked Ripper. "It's the effects of the full moon. He'll be alright by dawn." He replied. Slowly, I advanced towards him. "Do not go any closer, milady." Ripper said trying to stop me, but I paid no attention to him. I was swayed by an unknown force to go closer. "Stay back!" Kill barked at me. I ignored him. He was not Lucifer that I should fear. The man I was afraid of was laying helpless on the floor."He's very aggressive around women when he's like this." Rage warned me, but still, I did not listen. I knelt down and stared at him. His big black eyes just staring with no feeling. "Are you alright?" I tried to communicate with him through the mind link. His voice came out rough and dark. Filled with gruesome horror. "Go away." He said, but I did not listen to him too. I sat there watching him as his nostrils kept flaring. He'd be roped in and tied to
Fated to the Lycan Chapter forty one
Ashlyn's POV I opened my eyes the next morning to find a plaid covering Lucifer and I. At my stir, he also awoke. I raised my head from his, suddenly cautious of myself. He was already in his human form and naked under the plaid. Heat crept up my cheek as I looked away from his dazed gaze. I saw Roselia smiling at me and behind her was Ripper, Rage, Stealth and Kill. Lucifer let out a gruff. "You're alive and in one piece!" Rage exclaimed at the sight of me. "I knew the fragile ones were tough at the end." Stealth said with a smile. I looked over at Lucifer and he had a worried frown etched on his face. "Get another plaid for the alpha!" Roselia yelled over at the maiden standing by the door the moment she saw Lucifer getting up and she dashed out quickly. "Do not bother about it, Roselia. This is not the first time she'd be seeing me naked." He said. Heat of embarrassment crept to my cheeks as he pulled me up roughly and I fell flat on his chest. I gasped as my bare skin met
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