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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIFTY THREE

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HOPE'S POV.

The castle felt different again.

Not because anything had changed on the outside.

But because I could feel it in the air.

Pressure.

Silent pressure.

Like something was slowly tightening around my chest every day, little by little, without anyone touching me.

Hunter was still gone at war.

And the longer he stayed away, the more the castle started to feel like it belonged to everyone except me.

At first, I tried to ignore it.

I told myself I was imagining things.

That I was just tired
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    HOPE'S POV.I did not sleep after remembering everything.Not properly.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him.Hunter.And everything I had lost.The war. The castle. The pain. The love I did not understand until it was gone.But what frightened me most… was not the past.It was the present.Because I had children.Children I had loved.Children I had raised.And now I suddenly knew—they were not just mine.They were ours. I remembered now when I gave birth. I had named the girl Amber after my late sister and the boy Alaric after his father. I had contemplated Hunter at first as that was the name I'd always known him by, but then I had reminded myself that his name wasn't really Hunter. His name was Alaric. And so I named our son after him when he was born.That truth sat inside my chest like something heavy I could not remove.Something that changed everything without asking permission.The morning came too quickly.Light pushed through the curtains of the small house.Too normal, t

  • SECOND CHANCE: CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED SIXTY ONE

    HUNTER'S POV.I learned she was alive the same way I learned she was dead.Through a report.Through words on paper that were supposed to decide what I was allowed to feel.But this time—I did not believe them immediately.Because death is final.But Hope… she was never something the world could finish so easily.Not her.Never her.It came during a council meeting.I was not listening.I rarely listened fully anymore.Words passed through me like noise.Orders.Borders.Reinforcements.All of it meaningless.Then Garvin entered.He hesitated at the door.That alone made my attention sharpen.“My King,” he said carefully. “I have something for you, a later from one of the healers that work at the infirmary. He left before he quit his job and left the pack."I didn’t respond.He stepped forward and placed a sealed envelope on the table.I stared at it for a moment.I opened it and at first I frowned at the apology it's started with. One of our healers had requested permission to trans

  • SECOND CHANCE: CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED SIXTY

    HOPE'S POV.Time does not heal everything.It only teaches you how to live around the pain.That is what I learned after everything went dark.After the blood.After the running.After I stopped remembering who I used to be.I woke up in a small wooden house.Not a castle.Not a pack house.Just a quiet place with soft light coming through the window.For a long time, I didn’t know my name.That was the first thing that frightened me.Not the emptiness in my mind.But the fact that it felt normal.Like forgetting was something my body had already accepted.A woman entered the room that morning.“Good morning,” she said gently. “You’re awake again.”I looked at her.She smiled softly.“I’m Elise.”The name did not mean anything to me.But her voice felt safe.Behind her stood another woman.“Maya” she added with a small wave. They told me they were my friends.They told me I had been sick.That I had traveled far.That I had almost died.But I was safe now.That was all they said.They

  • SECOND CHANCE: CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIFTY NINE

    HUNTER'S POV.Weeks have passed and the words still didn't sound any more believable to me than they did when I first heard it. Hope was gone. Dead. My mate. My queen. My love. I hadn't left the room in days. I didn't see any reason to. I struggled finding a reason to keep breathing. A part of me blamed myself for her death. If I hadn't left again, if I was here maybe this could have been avoided. Maybe I could have saved her and she would have still been here with me instead of in the grave. But I wasn't and I would never forgive myself for that.Seraphina came later that night.She entered the room quietly.“My King,” she said softly.I didn’t look at her.“Leave.”A pause.Then she stepped closer anyway.“I am sorry,” she said.That made me laugh once.Empty.Cold.“You are not,” I replied.Silence.She hesitated, then tried again.“I understand you're still grieving and you have every right to but it's been weeks, Alaric. We should discuss stability moving forward—”I finally look

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    HOPE'S POV.I didn’t remember falling.Only the ground rushing up to meet me.And then—Nothing.When I opened my eyes again, the world felt too bright.My body felt heavy, like it didn’t fully belong to me anymore.Voices moved around me.Blurred.Distant.“Her pulse is unstable.”“Bring more water.”“No—she’s losing too much strength.”I tried to move.Pain answered immediately.A hand pressed gently against my shoulder.“Don’t move.”That voice sounded familiar.I turned my head slightly.Derek stood near the edge of the room.Watching.He didn't look panicked or worried.He looked calm and controlledThat alone told me I was still inside his plan.My throat felt dry.“What… did you do?” I whispered.He didn’t answer right away.Instead, he spoke calmly.“You collapsed outside. You should be grateful someone brought you back in.”“Someone,” I repeated weakly.My chest tightened.“You mean you.”Derek said nothing.That was enough.The door opened and a healer stepped inside, and eld

  • SECOND CHANCE: CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIFTY SEVEN

    HOPE'S POV.I should have known something was wrong the moment I saw the messenger.His hands were shaking too much.His eyes avoided mine too quickly.Like he was afraid I would see something I was not meant to see.And the seal on the letter—It wasn’t from the Castle so I knew it couldn't have been from the camp.It was from my old pack. Red Moon.From home.From Derek.And from my father.That alone should have made me stop reading.But I didn’t.THE LETTER:*Hope…Your father has been sick for some days now and his condition has worsened. The healers say he does not have much time left. He is asking for you. Only you. Please come home before it is too late.—Derek*I read it once.Then again.Then a third time.Each time, my chest felt tighter.Each time, my mind searched for the lie inside it.But grief doesn’t think clearly.It only feels.And what I felt was fear.I held the letter in my hands for a long time. Until finally I whispered,“I’m going.”My voice sounded small.No

  • SECOND CHANCE: CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER THIRTY NINE

    HUNTER'S POV.The meeting hall was silent. Too silent.I sat at the long, polished table, my hands resting on the smooth wood, but I couldn’t keep them still. They fidgeted, rubbed together, clenched and unclenched as my mind spun in circles. Around me, the elders and the old alpha—Derek’s father—w

  • SECOND CHANCE: CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

    HOPE'S POV.I felt completely lost.Everything I thought I knew about today, about this life I was building with Hunter, suddenly seemed fragile, like a castle of sand ready to crumble at the first wave. I had already made up my mind. If Derek refused to release Hunter from the dungeon, I would fin

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    HOPE’S POV.I woke to warmth.At first, I thought it was the blanket wrapped around me. But then I felt it—someone holding me. I felt the careful, steady pressure against my body. Arms wrapped around my waist, strong yet gentle. At first, I almost panicked, the first thought in my head being a que

  • SECOND CHANCE: CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER TEN

    HUNTER'S POV.Her head rested beneath my chin. Her breathing was still uneven.“Don’t touch me…” she whispered suddenly, her body tensing.I tightened my hold gently.“It’s me,” I said immediately. “It’s Hunter. You’re safe.”Slowly, her body relaxed again. That hurt. Not anger. Something worse. Sh

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