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Chapter Eight

Author: Carabella
last update publish date: 2025-10-08 00:04:40
The fire had burned low, throwing restless shadows across the sitting room. I couldn’t stop wringing my hands.

Alpha Aldric should have been here by now. He’d promised that by this week he would be healed, that the wound was only a mark of victory. But victory didn’t keep someone from coming home. Was he avoiding me because I’m an Omega who didn't meet up to the standards of an Alpha like him?

I stared into the flames. How strong was this Lycan to wound him so badly? And why?

Father paced
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  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Seventy-Seven

    The drive home felt shorter than it should have, probably because my mind was still spinning on that rink, replaying every note of Swan Lake and the way Evander’s arm had wrapped around my waist like it belonged there.When the Mercedes pulled up to my curb, the driver opened my door with his usual polite nod. I thanked him, stepped out into the crisp evening air, and watched the car disappear down the street. Evander had insisted on the ride himself. He had texted the driver right after we finished skating, voice low and firm when he said, “Make sure she gets home safe.” Even from miles away, his protectiveness wrapped around me like a blanket.I let myself into the house, kicking off my boots at the door. The living room light was on, and I could hear soft music drifting from upstairs. Isla was already here. “Evie!” she called from the kitchen the second I hit the stairs. “Get in here before the popcorn gets cold!”I found her perched on the counter, legs swinging, a massive bowl o

  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Seventy-Six

    Evelyn's POV The house was quiet after Isla left, the kind of quiet that pressed in too close. I turned off the lights one by one, climbed the stairs, and slipped under the covers still wearing the hoodie that smelled faintly of pine and snow from Evander’s rink. My body was exhausted. My muscles were aching pleasantly from hours on the ice, my stomach full from the late lunch he’d insisted on, but my mind refused to settle.I stared at the ceiling, the shadows shifted with every passing car outside. Every time I closed my eyes, he was there, Evander. Not the teacher version of him, not even the gentle one who had lifted me so carefully today. The version that haunted me now was rawer: the way his gray eyes darkened when our faces hovered inches apart during the death drop, the low growl in his throat when I accidentally brushed his skin, the possessive grip of his arm around my waist when he whispered not to enjoy without him.I rolled onto my side, hugging the pillow tight. I trie

  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Seventy-Five

    The drive home felt shorter than it should have, probably because my mind was still spinning on that rink, replaying every note of Swan Lake and the way Evander’s arm had wrapped around my waist like it belonged there.When the Mercedes pulled up to my curb, the driver opened my door with his usual polite nod. I thanked him, stepped out into the crisp evening air, and watched the car disappear down the street. Evander had insisted on the ride himself. He had texted the driver right after we finished skating, voice low and firm when he said, “Make sure she gets home safe.” Even from miles away, his protectiveness wrapped around me like a blanket.I let myself into the house, kicking off my boots at the door. The living room light was on, and I could hear soft music drifting from upstairs. Isla was already here. “Evie!” she called from the kitchen the second I hit the stairs. “Get in here before the popcorn gets cold!”I found her perched on the counter, legs swinging, a massive bowl o

  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Seventy-Four

    For some reason, the warmth of his hand in mine suddenly felt too much. Too intimate and too real. My fingers trembled, and before I could think better of it, I pulled my hand away. The loss of contact hit me like a cold gust, but I needed space. Just a second to breathe. To remember who I was and why I couldn’t let myself fall any deeper until I understood what the portrait in that sanctuary really meant. Until I understood every single thing about this Mr temptation.I took a deep, shaky breath and forced my voice steady. “The song,” I said quickly, latching onto the first safe topic that came to mind. “For the routine. I… I chose one. I think it’s perfect.”Evander tilted his head, waiting. His gray eyes were patient, but I could feel the intensity behind them, like he was reading every flicker of emotion on my face.“Swan Lake,” I told him. “The main theme. Tchaikovsky. It’s dramatic and graceful and… tragic in the best way. I thought it would suit the moves we’ve been working on.

  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Seventy-Three

    Evelyn's POV The ice felt colder under my blades now, or maybe it was just the way my body had started to betray me. We were gliding through another slow circle, his hand was firm on my waist, guiding me with that careful gentleness that had been there all morning. I tried to focus on the rhythm of our strokes, on matching his pace, on not letting the ache in my chest show on my face. But then it happened.My stomach growled.It sounded loud and embarrassing. It was a deep, rumbling protest that echoed in the quiet rink.I froze for half a second, praying the sound had been swallowed by the scrape of our skates or the soft hum of the ventilation system. My cheeks burned instantly. I kept my eyes forward, pretending nothing had happened, and pushed into the next crossover a little too forcefully.Evander slowed us smoothly, bringing us to a gentle stop near the boards. His brow furrowed slightly, his head tilted as he studied me.“What was that sound?” he asked, his voice low and curi

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    DYLEN’S POVI felt her before I saw her.The moment the car door opened outside, a ripple ran through me, through Kaelith, through every guarded corner of my soul. Evelyn. My mate. Her scent drifted on the cold air like a promise I had waited centuries to fulfill.I was in the pool when it happened, finishing laps to burn off the restless energy from last night. But the instant her presence brushed against the bond, I stopped mid-stroke, water streaming down my face. She was here. Though she was late.I climbed out, wrapped a towel around my hips, and let her wander. I could track her heartbeat from anywhere in the house. Slow at first in the foyer, quickening in the library, then racing as she found the hallway. When she hesitated outside the sanctuary door, I held my breath. When she pushed it open, I smiled into the empty steam of the bathroom.I had left it ajar on purpose.I wanted her to see, and I let her wonder. I let her feel the pull before I explained it.That room was hers

  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Thirty Eight

    ***The Lycan Kingdom***The moon above the Lycan kingdom hung huge and full, painting the stone walls of the royal hall in silver fire. The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the marble corridor, followed by the heavy thud of someone dropping to his knees before the dais.“Your Majesty!” The

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  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Thirty Six

    The ground trembled under the weight of clashing power. Kaela’s dark magic burst in red-black waves as she fought the goddess’s soldiers, Rhydian’s sword glinting beside her like a streak of lightning.I stood still before the barrier. It glowed in golden light and I felt like it was watching me li

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  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Thirty

    The moment the words left the guard’s mouth, my father didn’t hesitate. He turned sharply, striding toward the door. I followed without thinking.“Father!” I called, nearly tripping on the steps.“Stay close, Evelyn,” he ordered, his tone grave.As I walked to the courtyard my heart thundered painf

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  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Thirty Five

    The words hung in the air like a curse.For a long moment, I said nothing. The night wind howled across the cliffs, carrying the taste of magic and betrayal. My gaze fixed on the barrier, its light reflecting in my golden eyes,then I chuckled. “She truly thinks she can chain me,” I said at last, my

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