บททั้งหมดของ The Lycan's Obsession: บทที่ 231 - บทที่ 240

Celia“Yes, second chance. First was when I tried to kill your beloved lycan but his father and Xenos got in the way, foiling my plans. I, a high witch, had to take the help of a filthy vampire named Ivan to stay alive. I had to see you and Jasper laugh, and have fun when my child died…he…he still would have been alive. He would have been your age. But no, they killed him.”She said clutching her ashen hand to her chest. My gaze went to her hand and I realized it was shaking a little.Either she was feeling too emotional or too weak. The veins in her hands still looked jet black but it felt like something was bubbling inside of them again.I tried not to flinch at that grotesque sight. “But were you not supposed to be Ivan’s subordinate? How could you attack him and his people?”Isadora looked up at me with her eyes gleaming maniacally. It looked like she had lost her rationality long ago.She tilted her head again and I heard a few more bones creak.“Dark magic. It gave me everythin

Celia I whirled around so fast that I think I almost sprained my ankle. And there was none other than Vasil standing in front of us. Isadora looked at him with contempt and he muttered, “I should have known you were the one” He said and jumped on her. Nymeria let out a pained gasp as Vasil jumped just as Isadora tried to slice into Nymeria’s neck. Vasil was too fast for us to keep track of. I recalled the way he had disappeared from the place after hastily saying goodbye. He had turned into a blur at that time and he did the same right now as he zoomed at her. Vasil raised his hand and she went up into the air, flying like a bird before he brought his hand down, hard. Isadora was smacked on the floor with a thud and the floor cracked as she desperately fought to break her fall. Her shadows were growing thinner and weaker by the minute. “You? You pathetic scum. How dare you attack me?” She snarled and Vasil merely shrugged before answering “You should have thought of the con

Jasper“Noooooo” I screamed as I saw Celia falling down the sky. Isadora had been holding her high up, away from everyone’s reach and no matter how big of a lycan I was, I certainly could not fly.Thus, for the last few minutes that seemed to stretch to eternity, I saw Celia struggle against Isadora.She had been fighting with all the energy inside of her. My brave girl.She had lost blood, so much blood…and I hoped I would be able to save in time.But then Isadora punctured her neck, making blood flow down her body in rivulets.A collective gasp resounded through the surroundings as everybody looked at the scene. “Pull your hands away or she dies”Isadora threatened but Celia shook her head valiantly, willing to sacrifice herself for lifting the curse of the lycans, off me.Despite her choked refusal that came in stutters, I was not willing to let Isadora take away the one thing that mattered to me.The alphas hesitated and a few pulled their hands away but a few of them obeyed Celi

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Jasper My eyes felt heavy and my body did not want to move. I felt something brush my skin but my brain was too tired to comprehend who or what was touching me. Why could I even feel things? Had Selene made the decision and left me hanging here- somewhere in between? When I could not tolerate the suspense anymore, I opened my eyes, groggily, and felt something shine on my eyes. The light was too bright but after slowly blinking a few times, I could look at it. The blurry outlines slowly took shape and I saw the early morning sunlight filtered through the delicate curtains, casting a warm, golden hue across the room. It was warm and felt nice as the soft breeze flew in through the window. Wait, a window? My eyebrows furrowed as I forced my eyes to open a bit more. The soft clouds were not around me but I was lying in a comfortable bed, my bed. With a start, my eyes flew open, wondering if I was dreaming. But the room looked the same to me. The ceiling was the same pale blue colo