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Chapter 11 Marcel

Author: North Rose
last update publish date: 2026-09-11 21:16:57
(Seven years later)

Tonight, for the first time in years, I let my little sister convince me to get out of the palace and have a little fun. The word tastes bitter in my mouth when I think of how little I deserve to have it. Not after what I did to protect the woman I love.

After seven years, I have no right to think about her.

Yet, every single day for the last seven years, I have thought of little else. I told my council that I didn’t find my mate that night. The lie has been eating me ali
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  • The Lycan King's Regret   Chapter 19 Syndra

    The house my parents are now living in is bigger than I expected. Remi said that Marcel gave it to them as part of my father accepting the position on the king’s council. The house looks like a small mansion, and that isn’t what I expected from Marcel at all. A short woman with grey hair is standing on the front stairs, waiting for us when Remi pulls into the driveway. Her hands are in her apron pocket. Her hair is coming out of the updo she had it in, and she looks frazzled. Remi parks his car, and papa is the first to get out. He helps me out of the back and then the three of us walk toward her. Opal’s eyes move from papa to Remi, and then they land on me, and she frowns. “Mister Remi didn’t say you would be having guests. I didn’t prepare a room for her.” “Opal, this is my daughter, Syndra.” Papa introduces me. “Oh my, this is Syndra? Please forgive me, sir. I can have a room prepared in just a few minutes. Oh, Miss Lisette will be so happy.” I glance up at Papa’s face and

  • The Lycan King's Regret   Chapter 18 Marcel

    With great reluctance, I lead Mathieu away from Etienne’s office. Every single instinct I have wants me to stay in that room and comfort my mate. Luc growls in my mind as I walk away. I don’t deserve to comfort her since I am the cause of all her pain. “So, what have you done over the years to find the people or person behind all this?” Mathieu asks as quietly as we walk. “Let me show you something. I will explain more once we are there.” “Lead the way then.” I take him to my council chamber. I nod to the two guards that are outside the door and tell them not to let anyone in unless it is Lazare or his brother Frewick. They both nod. I enter the room and head straight to the small alcove behind the chair I usually sit it. It used to hold a small stone statue when I was younger, but now it is empty. Well, except for the hanging plant my mother put in there a year ago. I press on what looks like just a normal part of the wall but is actually the trigger for the secret door. The

  • The Lycan King's Regret   Chapter 17 Syndra

    My father is standing behind his desk with a ledger in his hands and a shocked, yet pained, expression on his face. I can’t move. His silver eyes are glittering with unshed tears, and I am rooted in place. “Syndra?” His voice is the same, yet so much else has changed. His dark brown hair is now sprinkled with gray. There are more worry lines on his face than there used to be. He also looks thinner than I have ever seen him before. My father has always been a large, muscular man. “Syndra, ma 'tite fille, is that really you?” At the simple little phrase, my feet finally move, and I am in my father’s arms. The second his arms wrap around me, I am sobbing and clinging to him like my life depends on it. The sense of coming home that I felt with Remi is nothing compared to what I feel with having my father hold me just like he did when I was his little girl. “Papa...” I sob. “Shhh, there now, Syndra, papa’s got you.” I am so lost in my father’s embrace that I don’t sense Remi enter

  • The Lycan King's Regret   Chapter 16 Syndra

    The first face I search for when I step out of the jet and onto the metal stairs is Remi’s. I feel him before I see him. When our eyes collide, it is the best feeling I have had in seven years. I feel safe. Remi’s feet move at the same time mine do, and we race toward each other. I am sobbing his name as we reach each other, and he wraps his arms around me. His scent hits me, and my knees buckle. “I've got you, Syn,” Remi whispers against the top of my head as he presses my head to his chest. I can feel his entire body shaking against mine as we both cry. We cry for the lost years and everything we missed in each other’s lives. We cry because we are finally two pieces made one again. I can feel Dyna reaching for Helios. Their joy is equal to ours. We will have to find somewhere hidden, somewhere no one can see us, and let our lycans be free to be close to each other like we are now. Remi pulls back and looks at me. His eyes roam over my face, and I take the chance to do the same.

  • The Lycan King's Regret   Chapter 15 Marcel

    I hated leaving Syndra behind in France, but Aimee wanted to go home, and I couldn’t explain the situation I found myself in. My sister only knows what I let the rest of the kingdom know. I found my mate, and she was killed. My sister is an intelligent woman, but she is still so young, and I don’t want her involved in this. There is no need to tell her the truth until we find the assholes behind the threats. So, I caved to her temper tantrum and flew home earlier than planned. Now, a few days after I left my mate in Paris, I am pacing the small private airport lobby waiting for Mathieu’s jet to land. I hate the fact that Syndra is with him right now. Even though I know there is nothing between them, Luc is driving me insane with his jealousy. Syndra’s brother Remi is pacing in front of the doorway. When I lied and told him how I found his sister and that she would be coming home for a visit with her second chance mate, I felt guilty. He deserves to know the truth about what I did.

  • The Lycan King's Regret   Chapter 14 Syndra

    (Syndra) It took three days for the witch, Gianna, to call Mathieu back. It took another two days for her to make preparations for the spell needed to mask Marcel’s scent from my body, then another day for her to cast it and recover. I used most of that time packing and avoiding Marcel. That man has had a one-track mind since the day he told me the truth about what happened that night. He got my address from Mathieu and just showed up at my front door. All the sorrow and regret he felt was right there for me to see in those ice-blue eyes of his. I slammed the door in his face. Marcel showed up again the next morning with breakfast from the bistro down the street from my flat. I love the place and eat there at least three times a week. I took the breakfast from his outstretched hands, then slammed the door in his face. Again. The next morning, he was waiting for me on the sidewalk right outside my door. He had coffee in one hand and a croissant in the other. I grabbed both and w

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