Semua Bab Lycan's Redemption: Captive to Lover: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Aaron’s POV As I walked down the dark street, raindrops pelted my face and soaked through my clothes. Suddenly, I saw Vera standing in the downpour, holding a baby in her arms. Her tears mixed with the rain as she looked at me painedly. “You killed us, Aaron,” she accused, her voice trembling with emotion. I raised my hand to reach her, but she remained out of my grasp. I tried to run towards her, but I couldn't get her, no matter how fast I moved. “If you did not let me leave that night,” she sobbed, “if you hadn't fallen in love with your mate at first sight, then me and my baby could have survived.” Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. I had made a mistake, a mistake that had cost Vera and her child their lives. I felt a deep sense of regret and sorrow wash over me. As I stood there, lost in my thoughts, I heard the sound of a car approaching. It was coming towards Vera, who was still standing in the middle of the road. “Vera! Look out! There’s a car! Run!” I tried to sho

Asmund’s POV I have a debt of gratitude to Vera and her grandmother that could never be repaid. My parents had failed to provide Aaron and me with the care and attention we needed as children, but Vera's grandmother, who tended to our family's garden, stepped in as a caring guardian. She became a source of comfort and stability in our lives, filling the void left by our neglectful parents. Vera, in turn, became like a sister to me. We shared countless memories and experiences; she was always there to lend a helping hand or a listening ear. So, when my brother spared the murderer and let her stay here as a maid, I felt confused and betrayed. ‘How could he protect the person responsible for taking away someone who meant so much to us?’ “Just wait, 0315. Once I have an opportunity, I will kill you right away,” I hissed as I strode towards my sibling's fortress, intent on tracking down the despicable miscreant. Upon arriving at this castle, I encountered the maids mercilessly th

Olive’s POV Upon departing from Asmund's quarters, I was consumed with a potent mixture of frustration and bewilderment. With a scowl, I cast a final glance toward his room before striding away. “I know he wanted to torment me, but that’s too much,” I complained while walking to the castle hallway with nowhere to go. Clearly, Asmund has no intention of making me his lover, nor is he really infatuated with me. “Does he really think I’ll fall for his trap if he uses his face?” I stopped walking and recalled last night’s event with Lycan Aaron. ‘Asmund’s seduction did not work. But what about Aaron?’ I deeply regret my actions and feel ashamed for telling Asmund that I would remain loyal to my boyfriend Vincent when I allowed Aaron to kiss me and even go beyond just a touch. Although I did not engage in impure behavior, I am troubled by how my body responded to Aaron. ‘Even when I first saw him in the mating ceremony, I was already attracted to him, although he has a girlfriend.

Olive’s POV I should have suspected Asmund when he saved me from Angelica and pulled me. Among all the places he could bring me, he shoved me in front of Lycan Aaron and his guests! Right now, my body is a canvas of pain adorned with bruises, wounds, and blood. Asmund shoved me, and I fell to my knees, my hands and knees pressing into the unforgiving ground. My gaze was fixed on the glossy tiles beneath me, watching as my blood dripped down in a macabre dance. The weight of my injuries was too much to bear, and I couldn't lift my head. My heart pounded in my chest, threatening to burst through my ribcage. Upon seeing me, I was unsure of the reactions of Lycan Aaron and the other guests. My nerves were too frayed to muster the courage to look up and gauge their responses. Instead, I kept my head lowered. "I happened to overhear the conversation earlier," Asmund declared with a hint of superiority. "This so-called Doctor had the audacity to request my brother's permission to work i

Olive’s POV“Doctor!”I gasped when something tickly and wet touched the wound on my hand and started to rub. My heart was beating so fast as I looked at Dr. Griffin, who was licking my palm. It was an attack I did not expect to receive.And just when I was about to pull my hand from his grip, I noticed that the bitter pain in my hand ceased, and the blood flow had stopped.Red blood was smeared on Dr. Griffin’s clenched lips. I got goosebumps.It was so strange that he did not look uncomfortable even after licking me. Holding my hand tightly, Dr. Griffin smiled.“You have been cured,” he said.When I looked at my hand, the wound really was healed.“W-What was that?” I asked while the heat on the back of my neck was sizzling. I struggled to suppress the heat from going up to my cheeks.“It was one of my specialties as a doctor,” he said.I tried to hide my hand behind my back but was caught up in his swift movements.“Wait. I have to clean it,” he mumbled before taking a clean cloth a