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Chapter 173 Crumbling

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Tara

I 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
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  • Rejected 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

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  • Rejected 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.

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  • Rejected 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 177 Conquered

    TaraI wake up in a body that isn’t mine. It should be mine, but I’m not the one moving it. My limbs stretch lazily, my fingers flex and curl, and I feel the ghost of a smirk pulling at my lips. But I’m not responsible for any of it.Panic surges through me as I try to sit up, only to realize I already have. The sensation is wrong. Like watching someone else in the mirror, only to realize they’re copying my every move a second before I make it.I try to scream, but nothing comes out. I’m locked inside myself, a prisoner behind my own eyes. Ah, a voice purrs in my head. You’re awake. The horror sinks in all at once. She’s in control. Completely.Morgana hums, testing out my voice like she’s trying on a new outfit. She tilts my head to the side, stretches my shoulders, then stands. I feel the shift of my weight, the way my muscles respond to her command, but I have no say in it.Let me out, I try to snarl, but the words don’t make it out of my head. I have no mouth to speak with, no voi

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  • Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King   Chapter 178 Apoplectic

    HildaThe war council is tense. I sit at the head of the long wooden table, beside Arlo, his broad shoulders stiff with contained frustration. Warriors and advisors flank us, their expressions grim as they take in the scattered parchment and aged maps before us.“Cerelia used her power to inspect the ruins and the seals are definitely weakening,” Soren states, his voice calm but edged with something wary. His sharp gaze flicks to me. “And it’s not natural decay. Someone is undoing them.”I exhale slowly, pressing my fingers against my temples. We already suspected as much, but hearing it aloud makes it real in a way I wish it wasn’t.The temple ruins have stood for centuries, forgotten, abandoned and dormant. Until now.Arlo folds his arms across his chest. “How certain are we that this isn’t just natural decay? And what exactly are the seals keeping in?”Cerelia looks up, shaking her head. “The magic woven into the seals isn’t something that time alone could unravel. The fact that th

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  • Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King   Chapter 179 Nightfall Promises

    PercyThe moon hangs low in the sky, casting silver light over the trees as I walk beside Nixie on patrol. The forest is still, save for the distant rustling of leaves in the breeze. It should be peaceful. It would be peaceful, if not for the way my body hums with awareness of the woman beside me.Nixie moves with quiet fluidity, her sharp gaze scanning the tree line, her red hair gleaming in the dim light.“You know,” I say casually, stretching my arms over my head, “For all the sparring we’ve done, we’ve never had a real, no-holds-barred fight. Are you scared of losing?”She stops walking, slowly turning to face me. “Excuse me?” I shrug, fighting back a grin. “I mean, you talk a big game, but I am the Beta. I could probably take you down in seconds.” Nixie narrows her eyes. “You’re joking.”“Am I?” The challenge is barely out of my mouth before she drops into a fighting stance. “You want a fight? Fine. But don’t cry when I embarrass you.”The heat in her gaze is enough to send a slo

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-19
  • Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King   Chapter 180 Consequences

    HildaThe door swings open with a force that makes the hinges groan. Arlo steps inside, his presence filling the space like a storm rolling in, commanding and inescapable. His gaze pins me in place, burning with something dark and possessive, a promise of what’s to come. Before I can draw a breath, he’s in front of me, his fingers curling around my chin, tilting my head up so I have no choice but to meet his eyes.“Get on your knees,” he commands, his voice low, rough, absolute. Heat floods my body at the sheer authority in his tone. I obey without hesitation, sinking down before him, my breath coming in shallow gasps. The way he looks at me, hungry, worshipful, and yet so utterly in control, makes me tremble. He cups the back of my neck, his thumb grazing the sensitive skin behind my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.His touch is everywhere and nowhere at once, deliberate and devastating. He traces his fingers down my throat, his knuckles ghosting over my collarbone before hi

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  • Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King   Chapter 181 Mine

    ArloShe’s trembling beneath me, her breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps, her body stretched out and vulnerable. Every inch of her belongs to me, yet she still fights it, fights me. Not tonight. We’re settling this here and now. “You’re mine and I have every right to do whatever is needed to keep you safe.” She hisses at me, but her eyes are molten with need.I drag my knuckles down her ribcage, teasing the swell of her breasts before cupping one possessively in my palm. They’re so full and lush in pregnancy, it makes my cock hard just looking at them.Her sharp intake of breath is a reward, but it’s not enough. I want more. I want everything. I squeeze, my thumb brushing over her taut peak, and she jerks, a strangled sound slipping past her lips.“You still think you can fight me?” My voice is low, dark, coaxing. Hilda glares up at me, but it’s unconvincing with the way her body shudders under my touch. “I’m not fighting,” she lies. My grip tightens just enough to make her whimper

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  • Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King   Chapter 294 Sweet as Honey

    CereliaIt’s still very early. Soren’s arm is slung lazily over my waist, his breath warm against the back of my neck, and for once everything is quiet. There are no spells humming through my bones. No humans to manipulate. No wolves to protect. Just warmth and peace in the arms of the man I love.And the deep, delicious ache in my muscles from a night spent in his arms. I close my eyes and sigh contentedly.And that’s when the knock comes. Three quick raps on the door. Then silence. Another two knocks, this time faster.Followed by, “I know you’re awake! I can hear you breathing!” Soren groans into my shoulder. “She’s back.”“I’m not going away,” Scarlett adds through the door. “And I’m very hungry.” I bite back a laugh and start to roll over, but Soren tightens his arm around me with a huff.“She’s our godchild, I have to let her in,” I tell him. “It’s too early,” he groans. I pat his hand before wriggling out of bed and pull on one of his shirts, which falls all the way to my knees

  • Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King   Chapter 293 All Mine

    ArloI can’t keep my hands off her and I have no intention of trying to.The second we shut the door behind us, I pin her against it, mouth crashing down on hers with what feels like weeks of pent-up want. Hell, years of it. A lifetime of need. Even though I spent all night worshipping her just last night. I will never get enough of her.Hilda kisses me back like she’s starving.Her fingers dive into my hair, tugging just the way she knows drives me mad, and I groan, grinding against her, feeling her swell press into me. Our child, safe and warm in her body while I press her against the wall like a man possessed.“Arlo,” she pants, pulling back enough to look at me, her lips swollen, her cheeks flushed. “We should get to the bed-”“I’ll carry you,” I growl, already sweeping her into my arms before she finishes the sentence. She squeals and laughs, smacking my shoulder. “Caveman.”“My caveman charm worked on you, didn’t it?” I ask cockily. “It worked once,” she says with a giggle.I dr

  • Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King   Chapter 292 Everything We Wanted

    HildaThe clearing is glowing with golden lantern light, strung from tree to tree like stars caught in the branches. Music floats through the air, lively and cheerful, and the scent of roasted meat, baked bread, and spiced cider wraps around everything like a warm embrace.Laughter, chatter, music, love, and everyone I care about safe and sound. It’s perfect.Scarlett darts past me, her curls bouncing, a sticky bun in each hand and powdered sugar smudged across her cheek. She’s already danced with half the warriors here, been given three new hair ribbons, and convinced Nixie to teach her the “grown-up” steps to a waltz. The child is utterly spoiled and utterly adored. Just as she should be.My gaze drifts across the party, a small smile tugging at my lips.Nixie and Percy are twirling in the open space near the fire, laughing as Percy dips her dramatically, nearly dropping her before catching her again. She swats him playfully and he leans in to kiss her shoulder. They’re so in love i

  • 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

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