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The Freak Is The Mate Of The Lycan Ch: 77 The First Blood.
The war horn blasted through the night, a sound so deep and primal it rattled my bones."ARCHERS!" Ares roared, his voice carrying across the battlements like thunder. "NOCK!"A hundred bows creaked in unison, the sound oddly musical against the chaos. I gripped the stone wall, my knuckles white, watching as Tiana's army began to march forward.They moved like a dark tide across the valley, torches blazing, weapons glinting. The ground trembled beneath their synchronized footsteps. There had to be at least five thousand wolves down there. Maybe more.And we had half our force."How many are combat-ready?" I asked Kael, who stood rigid beside me, his jaw clenched so tight I thought his teeth might shatter."Two thousand warriors," he said grimly. "Maybe two thousand five hundred if we count the wounded who can still hold a blade. The rest are in the infirmary, vomiting their guts out or unconscious."Two thousand against five thousand.The math was brutal."LOOSE!" Ares commanded.The
The Freak Is The Mate Of The Lycan Ch: 76 The Hunt.
"Split up," I ordered, my voice steadier than I felt. "Check the infirmary, the gardens, the kitchens. Anywhere they might have gone for help."Valerius shook his head. "Luna, the Alpha's orders were clear. You stay in the Great Hall—""My friends are missing during a lockdown," I snapped. "I'm not hiding while they're in danger.""Then I'm not leaving your side." He jerked his chin at two guards. "You two, check the infirmary. You two, sweep the gardens. Report back immediately."The guards scattered, their boots thundering against the stone floor, but the sound did nothing to drown out the ringing in my ears."Cecilia!" I called out, pushing past Valerius to throw open the door to the small library in the East Wing.Empty.Dust motes danced in the shaft of light cutting through the iron-barred window. The books were undisturbed. The chair where Riel sometimes sat to read was pushed neatly under the table."They aren't here," I whispered, panic tightening its grip on my thro
The Freak Is The Mate Of The Lycan Ch: 75 The Price of Blood.
The glow stayed even after we pulled our hands apart. It beat like a rhythm, alive, buzzing beneath my skin while sinking into my bones.Moira took our hands, tied them tight with a clean cloth strip - her touch steady as she linked us through the hurt. The fabric ran smooth, stitching skin to skin without thread."Speak the words," she commanded.Ares's silver eyes locked onto mine. His voice was steady, resonant. "I bind my blood to yours. My strength to your weakness. My death to your life."My throat was tight, but I forced the words out. "I bind my blood to yours. My heart to your fury. My life to your death."Then it’s over,” Moira said while pulling off the fabric.Ares yanked me close, lips smashing against mine without warning. His kiss took control - rough, hungry - so I just gave in, letting everything else fade away. That connection between us? It locked into place, hard and unbreakable, like hot iron turning solid.When we broke apart, Kael was grinning like an idiot. "Fi
The Freak Is The Mate Of The Lycan Ch: 74 The Binding.
The wedding hadn’t been set weeks ahead. It came together fast - no delays, no drawn-out prep.They set it for early morning."You crazy?" I said, seeing Ares march through the room, already yelling commands to the guards by the door. Because there’s no way we’re pulling off a wedding in just half a dayHe turned back, his expression fierce. "We are not planning a spectacle. We are performing a binding. The Elders. The witnesses. The blood oath. That is all we need.""Ares - ""Do you want to wait?" He crossed back to me, gripping my shoulders. I paused for a moment and said no.The tower turned into a busy mess, yet everything somehow stayed on track.Kael showed up real quick, hair messy, eyes wide. "Alpha, it’s way past twelve."Fetch Elder Moira," Ares commanded. "And the other two Elders. Tell them the Luna has accepted. The binding will occur at first light."Kael’s eyes widened. His gaze snapped to mine, hoping I’d say the boss wasn’t flipping out.I nodded.A grin split his s
The Freak Is The Mate Of The Lycan Ch: 73 The Anchor in the Storm.
The heavy iron bolt of the tower door slid shut with a sound like a guillotine dropping. Thud.The noise vibrated through the floorboards, signaling the end of the performance. The Harvest Festival was over. The music had stopped. The dancing was done.And the silence that rushed in to fill the room was deafening.I stood in the center of the Alpha’s chamber, the emerald green silk of my dress feeling less like a gown and more like a lead weight dragging me down. My skin felt tight, stretched thin over a hollow ache in my chest.Ares didn't speak immediately. He moved through the room with a restless, prowling energy, checking the window latches, stoking the fire until the flames roared up the chimney, casting long, erratic shadows against the black stone walls.He was vibrating with tension. He was still hunting. Even here, behind three locks and stone walls, he was hunting the shadow that had slipped into our home and taken Wendy.“Ares,” I whispered. My voice sounded small,
The Freak Is The Mate Of The Lycan Ch: 72 The Masquerade of Mourning.
The silk of my dress felt like a shroud.It was deep emerald green, the color of the forest at twilight, embroidered with silver threads that caught the firelight of the tower. It was beautiful. It was regal. And I hated it.I stood before the tall glass mirror, staring at a stranger. The woman reflected back wasn't Yara the freak, or Yara the survivor. She was the Luna of the Blood Moon Pack. Her face was pale, composed, a porcelain mask painted over a screaming void.My hands were shaking as I reached for the silver hair comb Wendy had laid out for me yesterday.Yesterday.The word tasted like ash. Yesterday, she had been alive. Yesterday, she had been fussing over hemlines and gossiping about the baker’s son. Today, she was a cold body in the crypts."Let me."Ares stepped out of the shadows. He was dressed for war disguised as celebration. His tunic was black velvet, but the leather breeches beneath were reinforced for combat. A sword hung at his hip, the hilt gleaming in
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