All Chapters of A Lycan's Tears: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 92: The King?Vishiea’s POV“Vishiea,” Cassie called me. I smiled and waved my hand. It's Cassie, she's my friend and she's funny.She's with Liliane. They are here in my room while Aunt Kennedy told me that she'll just go somewhere. I didn't ask further because I lost interest since my friends are here.“Vishiea, watched out!” Liliane shouted and the ball flew towards me luckily I avoided it on time.“That was close” I uttered and they rushed to check on me. They look anxious.“Are you alright?” Cassie asked me and started checking me.“I’m fine. Why are you so worried?” I told them they let out a sigh of relief.“We're just worried okay? Let's just go to the garden” Liliane said. I nodded my head and excitedly walked with them.“This place is beautiful. I don't know that there's a place like this. What is the name of this place again?” I asked them. They both chuckled.They are always teaching me things that I don't know. It's just that they are great company. They are funny

Chapter 94: Father's Regret Darius’ POV“Cassie! What is this?” She asked about the pendant in the box. I told them to give it to her. I decided not to get closer to her, but I didn’t mean that I wouldn’t care about her.I love her, and I am happy watching her smile, laugh, and enjoy being here in the palace. It’s been days, yet she still couldn’t remember anything.I always make sure to shower her with gifts. She thought that all of those things came from her friends without knowing that they actually came from me. That’s the least thing I could do for now.“This one? Let’s say that someone wants to give you this. Isn’t it gorgeous?” Cassie told her. She nodded her head and smiled. She immediately wore the jade pendant, and that made me smile.When I was sick and dying, she was there to help me. She always took good care of me. Because of what she did, I slowly had the courage to live again.I know she’s still mad these days, she hates me, but she still helps me. She still makes sur

Chapter 96: Letting GoDarius’ POVI was busy with the papers when suddenly Vishiea’s aunt entered my room. She bowed to me.Vishiea is still lucky because she found a great family. I also heard that one of her closest friends named Dylan died during the fight.The man who hated me too much when I visited their place. I know he likes Vishiea. I can see it but I didn’t mind it since they were there when I wasn’t around. They are always there to help her.I am happy that she found a family like them and I will always be thankful for them for taking care of Vishiea.“Mrs. Kennedy,” I offered her a seat and she nodded her head. She looked serious this time and I knew she wanted to tell me something.“Your majesty, I just want to request you,” she uttered. She held her belly. She’s pregnant right now.When they came here to ask for help I didn’t hesitate. They were thankful that Vishiea was saved but in exchange a lot of innocent soldiers died.I let them stay here while Vishiea is under r

Chapter 98: Invitation Vishiea’s POVThese days I feel like I am empty. I don’t know why. Especially when I am alone. That’s why I focused myself on work. This is the only thing that could ease the emptiness I am feeling.The people here are also calling me different names. Like in the palace, they call me Vishiea, but when I arrived here, some called me Anastasia. Though I am already used to it, it still doesn’t explain.Yes, Aunt Kennedy was right. She explained to me what happened in the past and why my name Vishiea turned out to be Anastasia. But there’s something missing with their explanations.I am confused, but I don’t want them to know that I am feeling this confusion right now. I just don’t want them to get worried.According to their explanation, I indeed went through a messy situation in my life. But still, I could feel that something wasn’t right.I am happy with my life now. I have my friends with me and they already found their mates. I have my Aunt Kennedy and her hus

EpilogueDarius’s POVThe afternoon sun fell softly over the wide field, turning the grass into gold. I sat quietly on a branch of the old willow tree, its leaves swaying gently around me, as if keeping my secret. From here, I could see her—my Vishiea.She was running half-fast across the grass, her white dress brushing against the wildflowers. Her laughter, faint but clear, reached me like music carried by the wind. She stretched out her hands, chasing a small butterfly that danced freely in the air, wings glowing in shades of yellow and white.I smiled without meaning to.It’s been a long time since I last heard her laugh like this. Even if she doesn’t remember me, even if she doesn’t know the weight of everything we once shared, this sight was enough. For me, it will always be enough.I leaned back against the trunk, resting my arm over my knee, never taking my eyes away from her. She looked so free, so untouched by the heavy chains of the past. Maybe it’s better this way. Maybe