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Chapter 168 Opening the Door
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Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 169 Restless Nights
HildaSleep eludes me. Even within the warm and comforting confines of my mate’s embrace. What was that earlier? I’ve never sleep walked in my life and the thought of it happening again scares the crap out of me. Can Arlo sense that I’m wandering off while I’m asleep?I lie in bed, staring at the wooden beams above, my eyes tracing the familiar knots and imperfections in the ceiling, as if finding a pattern will quiet my mind. It doesn’t. My body is exhausted, yet my thoughts are restless, refusing to settle.Arlo sleeps soundly next to me, his breathing deep and steady, an anchor of warmth against my side. For a few minutes I trade the boring expanse of the ceiling for his magnificent form. I don’t think he’ll ever stop taking my breath away with his beauty.I should close my eyes and let myself drift, but that feeling of something evil slithering through the air, watching and waiting for the right moment to strike, refuses to let me go. I can’t let down my guard or it will com
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-14Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 170 Whispers in the Dark
TaraThe voices are getting louder. Not just Morgana’s, but others, threading through my thoughts like smoke, slipping through the cracks in my mind. I can’t always tell where they end and I begin.I don’t remember walking to the gathering, but I’m here. The firelight flickers, casting shadows over familiar faces. Pack mates are laughing, sharing food, their bodies relaxed in the easy comfort of their home.I used to feel that warmth, too. Now, all I feel is the cold coil of something ancient curling through my veins. I rub my arms, trying to shake the sensation.The night air is thick with the scent of roasting meat, the distant murmur of the forest beyond our territory humming beneath the chatter of the pack. Everything feels distant. Like I’m watching through a window, separated by something unseen.Pay attention, little one. Morgana’s voice slithers through my mind, low and silken. You wouldn’t want to be rude, or arouse anyone’s suspicions.I stiffen. My vision blurs at the e
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-14Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 171 Shadows on the Horizon
HildaI lean my head against Arlo’s shoulder, basking in the joy of his undivided attention. We’ve managed to slip away without anyone seeing us and demanding our time. Strolling through the woods with him is a rare treat, and I intend to enjoy every second of it.Arlo’s hand is warm in mine, his thumb brushing lazily over my knuckles. “I’ve been thinking,” he says, his voice thoughtful and so sincere I immediately suspect something is up. “Since we still haven’t decided on a name, how would you feel about something unique?”I glance at him suspiciously. “Unique how?”“Something with force. Something that commands respect. Something worthy of a child who will undoubtedly be fierce and brave. ” He pauses dramatically, before asking with a straight face. “What about Fang?”I snort. “Fang? Are we living in children’s book?” He frowns at my barb. “Or Claw,” he continues, nodding as if he’s genuinely considering it. “That has a certain something. Oh, wait, no, I have it, you’re going to lo
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-15Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 172 The Sacrifice
TaraThe temple ruins loom before me, bathed in moonlight, the crumbling stone swallowing the bright glow. My breath catches as I step inside, the weight of unseen eyes pressing against my spine. I don’t want to be here, but Morgana wills it, and I have no choice but to obey.My fingers twitch at my sides, my hands already numb from the chill radiating from within me. I don’t belong in this place. It doesn’t want me here any more than I wish to be here, but I keep walking. Putting one foot in front of the other, going toward gods know what.In the heart of the ruins, half-buried beneath rubble and centuries of dust, lies the relic Morgana seeks. A jagged piece of polished bone, unnaturally smooth, carved with runes that pulse like a heartbeat. Dread curls through me as I reach for it with shaky hands.The moment my fingers brush the surface, a searing heat explodes through my skin. I gasp, biting back a scream, but I can’t let go. My hands burn like they’ve been set aflame, the pain s
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-15Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 173 Crumbling
TaraI don’t realize I’ve moved until I feel the tension coiled in my muscles, my body poised like a predator ready to strike. My fingers are curled, nails digging into my palms, and my breath is coming too fast, too sharp.Across from me, Nixie is speaking, her voice a distant murmur beneath the pounding in my skull. It takes me a moment to register my raised hand, fingers curled like claws and aimed at her throat.A violent shudder rips through me as I yank myself backward, stumbling away from Nixie as though burned. My heart slams against my ribs, my vision swimming. What the hell am I doing?“Tara?” Nixie’s voice is sharp with alarm, her brows knitting together as she studies me. “What the hell was that? It looked like you were on the verge of attacking me.”I shake my head, folding my trembling arms across my chest. I don’t know what’s happening to me, but I would never physically harm anyone. “I…No, of course not. It was a-a-a spasm.”But Morgana’s laughter echoes in my mind, lo
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-16Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 174 Moonlight Madness
NixieThe full moon lights up the sky as I make my way through the trees, my heart pounding with a rhythm that has nothing to do with the chill in the air.I don’t know why I’m doing this. Okay, that’s a lie, I totally do, but I’m not sure whether I should be doing this.I find Percy where I expected him to be, leaning against a fallen log, gazing up at the sky, his profile illuminated by the soft glow of the moon.He looks peaceful, lost in thought, his strong features relaxed. But as I step closer, he tenses, his senses picking up my presence before his gaze finds mine."This is a pleasant surprise,” he says with a faint smile. “I know you’re not on patrol tonight. Couldn’t sleep?”I hesitate, arms wrapping around myself. "Something like that." I couldn’t, because thoughts of him kept swirling through my head. I’m not telling him any of that though. He pats the space beside him. "Come sit."I do, but not too close, keeping a careful distance between us. It doesn't stop me from feeli
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-16Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 175 Intersection
HildaTara’s been acting strange for weeks and I’ve had enough. It’s time for me to do something. She flinches whenever someone brushes against her, disappears for long stretches of time, and barely meets my eyes when we speak. It’s as if she’s afraid.I track her down near the edge of the training grounds, where she’s pacing near the treeline, arms wrapped tightly around herself. She stops when she notices me, her entire body going rigid.“Tara,” I say, my voice careful but firm, “We need to talk.” She hesitates before offering a forced smile. “Of course, Hilda. How can I help you?”I cross my arms. “You’ve been distracted and distant lately. And just now, when I said your name, you looked like a guilty pup caught stealing the dinner off the table.”Tara swallows, a flicker of something dark crossing her face before she schools it into neutrality. “I don’t know what you mean. I’m just…me. Nothing’s different.”I step closer, lowering my voice. “Tara, I need you to be honest with me.
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-17Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 176 The Puppeteer
TaraMy fingers twitch as the quill keeps inexorably scraping against parchment in slow, deliberate strokes. I’m not guiding it. Morgana is. The words spill from my hand in an ancient, curling script, their meaning veiled in shadow, but I know they’re not harmless. Nothing Morgana makes me do is ever harmless.Stop. Stop. Stop.I’m repeatedly screaming the word in my mind, but my body refuses to obey. My muscles burn from the effort of trying to resist, but it’s futile. Morgana has sunk her claws too deep, and I’m quickly losing myself in the darkness.“There we go,” Morgana croons, satisfaction dripping from every syllable. “Was that so hard, little puppet? It’s far less inconvenient when you don’t fight every step of the way, but it’s done now.”I gasp in shock as control returns in a rush, my trembling hand releasing the quill as if it was a live snake. The parchment in front of me bears a series of runes, intricate and foreboding, pulsing as if alive.“What did you make me write?
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Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 291 Not Going Anywhere
TaraThe tea is barely warm, but I don’t care. It’s quiet in the cottage, and Ash is here, lounging on the couch like he owns the place, one long leg stretched out, the other bent so his arm can rest on his knee. He’s watching me sip my tea like it’s the most fascinating thing in the world.And he keeps leaning closer. I give him a mock glare. “Ash.” He brushes his nose against my cheek, kissing the corner of my mouth. “What?”“You know what.” His grin is wicked. “I’m just admiring you,” he protests, his innocent tone completely at odds with the glint in his eyes. “I swear, if you kiss me again, we won’t make it back to the party-”He kisses me again and I lose myself in him for several minutes before gathering the strength of will to pull back.“Ash,” I laugh, pushing lightly at his shoulder. “I’m serious! Hilda will drag us out of here naked if she has to. And I will never recover.”“Neither will she,” he mutters. “Which is why I’m being very responsible right now.” I snort. “Your d
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 290 The Job's Not Done
AshAfter two days in Tara’s bed, I honestly wasn’t sure my legs still worked. They do, but just barely.We’ve both managed to stumble out into the daylight today, blinking and dazed like creatures dragged from some romantic fairy tale.Sore, hungry, and maybe a little too pleased with ourselves. Tara’s gone off to help Cerelia with decorations, and I’ve been assigned the incredibly noble task of carrying boxes of cider to the main clearing where Hilda’s preparing to throw what I’ve been assured will be a “respectably rowdy” victory celebration.The werewolves are happy. Relaxed. They laugh louder. Touch more freely – which is saying a lot. The tension that used to hum just beneath the surface is gone for now.They survived. And they’re still free to live as they choose. The human world blissfully unaware of their existence.I’m halfway through hauling the second crate of bottles when I hear the unmistakable patter of quick little footsteps, followed by an even quicker voice.“There y
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 289 All of You
TaraI’ve never felt anything like this.Not just the physical sensation of Ash’s hands and mouth on my skin, though even that alone would be enough to steal my breath. It’s the bond. The raw, unfiltered tether between us. Every touch he gives me, I feel twice. My own response and his.His hunger. His awe. His aching, consuming need. It rushes through me like fire laced with starlight.Every pass of his lips over my skin, every brush of his fingers, echoes back into my body in waves, dizzying and electric. I arch beneath him with a soft cry, overwhelmed, and he moans into my throat like he feels it too.Because he does. I glance up at him, his hair falling loose around his face, his pupils blown wide with desire, and my heart stutters.“Ash,” I whisper. “It’s too much. I feel everything you do-”“I know,” he murmurs, voice wrecked. “Gods, Tara, I know. It’s driving me mad and I don’t want it to stop.”He kisses down my stomach, his hands holding my thighs open like I’m something sacre
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 288 Devotion
AshFor a long, breathless moment, I can’t move. Tara’s lips are soft and warm against mine, trembling just slightly, like she’s not sure I’ll kiss her back.But I do. Gods, I do. My arms fold around her instinctively, drawing her closer, and everything else, everything dark and twisted and sharp, fades into nothing.The world narrows to her body pressed against mine. Her mouth, open and trusting. Her hands fisting gently into the front of my shirt.I kiss her slowly, reverently, afraid to shatter the fragile magic threading between us. Her lips taste like honey and forever. Like everything I’ve ever wanted and never dared to ask for. Every time I move to pull away, she tilts her face to follow me, like she can’t bear to stop.And gods, I think I might break.When we finally come up for air, we’re both breathless. She gazes up at me, cheeks flushed, eyes luminous in the low lamplight. “Close the door,” she whispers. “Come to bed with me.”My heart does something strange in my chest. L
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 287 No More Waiting
TaraCerelia can barely keep her eyes open as Ash and I help her up the path toward her and Soren’s cabin.Her steps are slow and dragging, her head lolling against Ash’s shoulder more than once, but she’s still stubbornly mumbling that she’s fine even as she stumbles.I tighten my grip under her arm. “You're not fine. You're spent. Let us carry you.” Cerelia slow blinks at me, before shaking her head. “I’ll walk.” Clearly Hilda’s rubbed off on her.Ash says nothing, but his jaw is tight, and I can feel the way he braces her against him more firmly, almost carrying her by the time we reach the porch, but leaving her the illusion that her feet are nearly touching the ground.Soren comes sprinting over, “There you are! I ran over to look for you once we were sure the humans left our land, but you were gone!” He’s already scooping her up in his arms like she weighs nothing at all. She doesn’t complain this time, sighing happily as she turns her head into his chest.“You’re amazing,” he m
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 286 Justice in Flame
HildaCerelia is swaying on her feet, pale and drained, but when I step closer, she straightens with visible effort. I hesitate for a heartbeat. She’s already given more than enough today. She shouldn’t have to give more.I can’t ask her to restore Malcolm’s memories just so I can have my revenge. “Thank you for everything. You should go and rest,” I tell her.She looks back at me, exhausted but clear-eyed, a half-smile on her lips as she informs me, “He remembers everything.”I exhale slowly, tension bleeding out of me, hugging her for giving me this gift. I need him to remember. I need him to know why he’s being punished.I double check Malcolm for weapons. I’m not taking any chances with him. Even armed, I know I can take him, but I don’t want any interruptions or unnecessary struggles. He’s taken up too much of our time already.I grab a single leash from the pile the warriors dropped earlier and snap it to the heavy collar locked around his throat. “I’ll see you back at the pack
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 285 Mercy and Memory
AshThe moment Cerelia finishes weaving the last of the spell, I feel the tension ease from the air.The humans stand frozen, still blank-faced and motionless, but something subtle has shifted in the atmosphere around them. Like a storm passing just overhead without breaking.Hilda rises from where she’s crouched by a line of confiscated weapons, brushing her hands clean against her pants. She strides toward Tara and me, her expression grim but steady.“It’s your call,” she says, her voice pitched low enough that only we can hear. “You have to decide whether Redgrave goes back to the city or if we deal with her here.”Tara turns to me immediately, her blue eyes fierce and sure. “Ash, it’s only fair that you get to choose,” she says. “I’ll stand by whatever you decide. You’re the one who suffered the most because of her.”For a moment, the world feels very small. Like the two of us are the only ones in existence. And the truth has been laid bare between us.And gods, the relief that po
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 284 A Breath of Silence
CereliaI hear them long before I see them. The scuff of heavy boots against the forest floor. The low murmur of voices trying to stay quiet but too weighted with nerves and suspicion to succeed. Labored breathing and faint curses.Clearly the humans haven’t taken a moment to consider how sharp a wolf’s hearing is. Never thought their whispered orders and rattling weapons would be beacons in a forest whose sounds we know like they’re our own breaths.I tighten my focus, steadying the pulse of the spell waiting in my hands. It’s nearly time and I’m so ready for this to be over.All around me, the warriors stay perfectly still, crouched low among the shrubs and trees. No one moves a single muscle. They breathe so quietly that even I can’t hear them. It’s like the entire forest has conspired to hide us, holding its’ breath for what’s about to happen.They’re very close know. Hearing the rattle of Tara’s chains makes my jaw clench. Every soft clink is a reminder of why we’re doing this. W
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 283 Heavy Choices
CereliaI sit cross-legged within the circle of runes, hidden beneath a dense screen of shrubs and low-hanging branches. Around me, warriors melt into the landscape, nearly invisible even to my trained eyes. The humans will never spot us unless we want them to.At least, that’s the hope. They may have gadgets we’re not familiar with. I have to make sure my magic is faster than anything they have to offer.I roll the smooth amber stone between my palms, centering myself. The amplification spell thrums around me, delicate but vast, like a spider web stretched to its limit. It’s ready. I’m ready. Now we just have to wait.Hilda crouches beside me, watching the distant path through the trees where our enemies will appear. Her face is set in that calm, slightly amused expression she wears when she’s holding a dozen different plans in her head at once.Scarlett can be rightfully proud to have this fierce woman as her mother, I think to myself.Hilda’s head cocks to the side before she le
