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Chapter Eighty

Author: Carabella
last update publish date: 2026-05-05 22:55:45

Evelyn's POV

I stepped off the makeshift ice patch in my backyard, breathing hard, cheeks flushed from the cold and exertion. My legs felt pleasantly sore after running through the full routine twice. Every spin, every lift position, every dramatic drop felt smoother than yesterday. I was ready. Tomorrow’s competition no longer terrified me. I actually believed I could do this.

I walked back into the house, peeling off my damp training clothes as I headed straight for the bathroom. The moment
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  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Eighty

    Evelyn's POV I stepped off the makeshift ice patch in my backyard, breathing hard, cheeks flushed from the cold and exertion. My legs felt pleasantly sore after running through the full routine twice. Every spin, every lift position, every dramatic drop felt smoother than yesterday. I was ready. Tomorrow’s competition no longer terrified me. I actually believed I could do this.I walked back into the house, peeling off my damp training clothes as I headed straight for the bathroom. The moment I turned on the shower and hot water cascaded over my skin, a deep sigh escaped me. The warmth soothed my tired muscles and melted away the lingering tension. Steam filled the small space, carrying the scent of my vanilla body wash. I closed my eyes and let the water run over my face.But even under the soothing spray, I couldn’t shake the feeling that had followed me the entire time I was skating. Someone had been watching me. Not in a creepy way exactly, but with such intensity that I had felt

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

    Dylen's POV I stood on the wide balcony of the estate, the cold wind whipped across my skin as I stared out at the snow-covered forest. Kaela appeared beside me in silence, bowing deeply with her usual respect. “My Lord,” she said softly, “your mate had a powerful dream last night. I monitored her subconscious and saw it clearly.”I turned toward her, arms crossed over my broad chest. “Tell me everything.”Kaela kept her head slightly lowered. “She stood in the ancient courtyard at night, torches burning around her. She saw you first as the Lycan King, silver hair shining under the moonlight, radiating pure power and authority. Behind you, she saw Evander, the version she knows as her skating tutor and her sport psychologist. She felt the connection instantly. When you tilted your head and called her ‘my love, my Avelynne’ while reaching for her, her soul responded with overwhelming longing. She woke up shaken but deeply affected.”I listened intently, my heartbeat steady and strong

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

    I couldn’t bring myself to go see him.Even though the competition was tomorrow, even though we had spent days perfecting every move, every lift, every spin, I stayed curled up in my room with the curtains half-drawn, staring at the ceiling like it held answers. My skating tutor, Evander. The man whose arms had held me so carefully on the ice, whose voice made my knees weak, whose gray eyes saw straight through every wall I tried to build.And yet, I felt guilty.It was ridiculous. I wasn’t married. I wasn’t promised to anyone. Josh had never even officially asked me out. Still, the dream from last night refused to leave me alone. The silver-haired Lycan King standing in that moonlit courtyard, calling me “my Avelynne” with a voice full of centuries of longing. The way my entire soul had reached for him. The way Evander had stood behind him, watching with nothing in his eyes. Like he didn't care. Was that the reason why he vanished? Because he didn't care? Because he has a woman in hi

  • 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 Sixty Two

    He set me gently on the edge of the table, the worn wood cool beneath my thighs. My legs dangled, swinging slightly, and I shifted to find balance. The single lamp on the nearby shelf cast a warm, golden pool around us, softening the sharp edges of the library but doing nothing to dull the sharper

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-31
  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Sixty Three

    The storm had finally relented, leaving behind a world washed clean. Puddles mirrored the bruised evening sky, and the air carried that sharp, invigorating scent of wet pavement and distant pine. Droplets still clung to the library’s stone steps, catching the first glow of streetlamps as they flick

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-31
  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Fifty Nine

    The darkness was absolute, broken only by jagged flashes of lightning that lit his face in sharp, fleeting bursts. My head was still pressed to his chest, hearing his heartbeat. Then came his low chuckle.“There’s no more thunder sweetheart?” he murmured, voice velvet-rough against my ear. “Or are

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-30
  • My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker   Chapter Sixty

    I felt his weight shift slightly as he pressed me closer, his teasing tone making my cheeks heat up even more.“You know,” he said, the corners of his lips twitching, “you could’ve just said you wanted me to carry you.”I blinked at him, startled. “I—I didn’t want that!” I protested, my voice waver

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-30
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