LOGINShare
Chapter Forty- Eight: The Ancient Mother
Last Updated:
2025-06-21 12:53:40
Latest chapter
The Lycan's Curse - His Hybrid Mate Chapter Seventy-Five: Doubts
Raven POV:The night presses in colder after I leave Olivia.She doesn't call out, doesn't taunt me again. That's how I know I've hit a nerve. But gods help me - so did she.Her words crawl under my skin like frostbite."He hasn't told you the whole plan, has he?"She said it like truth. Like certainty.I walk deeper into the woods, farther from camp, farther from her voice still whispering in my mind. The branches snap quieter than her accusations."You think you're the anchor."Am I?I've spilled blood for Ryel. Lied for him. Watched the seals dim, way he'd him speaks to things I don't understand. I thought I was following purpose.Now I wonder if I've been following a script. Or if I've only been part of it.Damn you, Olivia! I curse under my breath.
The Lycan's Curse - His Hybrid Mate Chapter Seventy-Four:"...A Perfect Echo of Queen Cassandra."
Cyre's POV:Pain is a strange thing. It can be sharp, roaring through every vein like fire, or it can be dull - so deep and constant it feels like part of your soul. Right now, it's both. I drift in and out of the fog, fevered and floating, the copper tang of my own blood still clinging to the back of my throat.But I hear her.Alessia.Her voice, hoarse and broken, still echoes through my mind like a thunder off canyon walls. I could hear her clearly from the healer's tent."Then help us bury the dead. And stand with us when the sun rises."She's still trying to help everyone, even when her bones must be screaming for rest. Stubborn girl. Brave girl.I pry my eyes slowly.The tent is dimly lit. A few candles flicker in corners, and the thick scent of herbs wraps around me like blanket. I taste iron on my tongue. My s
The Lycan's Curse - His Hybrid Mate Chapter Seventy-Two: Torn
Raven POV:I break into a run - swift, silent, gliding through the undergrowth and shadow as if the woods were made for me. The journal thumps lightly against my chest beneath the cloak. The marks in it are fading, and I don't know how long they'll holdThe forest shifts as I move - greener older. Lush.No wonder it is named Greenwoods.Ryel waits for me beyond the clearing, seated near the broken alter stone. A fire crackles low beside him, it flames blue and strange, licking the air with silent hunger. He doesn't look up as I approach.He speaks."You found it."His voice is calm, but there's that low undertow in it - like something ancient beneath still water. It always makes me uneasy, and maybe that's part of why I follow him. You don't follow the tame ones. You follow the ones who make your instincts lean in.I
The Lycan's Curse - His Hybrid Mate Chapter Seventy-One: The Vault
Raven POV:The wind shifts as I move through the trees - slow, silent, deliberate.They don't near me.Our wolves just stare, watching from a safe distance like they always do. Years in this pack and they still haven't accepted me. Not really. Not fully.Because I am different. Because I'm not a wolf and I never want to be. Maybe I stopped wanting to be long ago.And my kind... well, we've never exactly been friends with wolves from centuries.More like old enemies."The Alpha requests you all stay low. Don't do anything rash," I say, my voice clipped and cold.They nod.They always do.They don't have a choice. They have to tolerate me. Because I'm the Alpha's favorite, in their words - 'The Alpha's beloved pup.' That's what they whisper when they think I can't hear.&
The Lycan's Curse - His Hybrid Mate Chapter Seventy: Ulterior Motives
Derek POV:The last of the pyres has caught flame, the smoke rising slow and sacred into dawn. Alessia stands with the warriors now, sleeves rolled back, hands smeared with ash and soot like some mourning goddess made flesh. She doesn't see me watching her. She's too busy holding the pack together piece by piece.But I see everything.Including him.Ryel.He's moving too smoothly. Too purposefully. Like a wolf who's memorized the shape of the hunt. I saw how close he got to Alessia - too close. How he spoke with her like an equal, or worse, like a suitor. He's testing the cracks. Looking for leverage. And she let him. For a moment, she let him. That's what twisted the knife.I don't like it.Mason, my wolf, growls low and deep inside me, a rumble of primal possession and warning. My muscles coil with it.Easy boy! I b
The Lycan's Curse - His Hybrid Mate Chapter Sixty-Nine: Nightfall
Ryel POV:The scent of the burning ash fills the air, thick and cloying. I exhale softly, the wind tugging at the edges of my cloak as I step away from the last corpse, lips still tinged with the final syllables of prayer I no longer believe in.I breathe in the ash-laced air again, this time, letting it settle in my lungs like an offering. Death has always been a better prophet than life. And today, it sings in silence.I watch as the Greenwoods wolves circle the pyres, sending off their deads. A sacred farewell.If only they knew the gods and goddess forgets us. It's time we rebuild the world ourselves.I sign.Fools.Build your pyres to my advantage. They're burial markers, yes, but also seals. My seal. Their doom.My boots crunch softly against blackened earth as I walk away from the crowd. Alessia's voice s
You may also like
Unwanted
Karima Sa'ad Usman705.3K viewsThe Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin
Moonlight Muse606.0K viewsAccidental Claim
Karima Sa'ad Usman457.8K viewsAlpha's Second Chance
Salani787.3K viewsThe Quarterback's Omega Mate
Gin Silverwolf181 viewsMarried To The crippled Alpha
Priceless jewel 5.6K viewsChased By The Psychopathic Alpha
Steph Lori41 viewsThe Betrayed Warrior Luna's Second Chance
Crystal D.13.9K views
