All Chapters of The Lycan's Abused Fated Mate: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Shanna's POVI watched as Angel struggled with words. I really do not understand this woman. One minute, she was as bold as a lion and another minute, she was as scared as a cat. Her dual personality never ceased to amaze me, but the clock was ticking, I had no time to argue with her. I needed to take advantage of my time now that I still had the opportunity to count my teeth with my tongue.Whatever she was doing now was on purpose. She just wanted to frustrate me further, now that she knew I was the reason being her kidnap.Well, I knew it was a risky move, but I had run out of options and I really needed answers.“Answer me now.” I yelled that my veins protrude from my neck. I hated being kept in silence and her attitude right now was provoking and the only thing I had in mind now was to teach her a very terrible lesson.“It was my brother.” She answered, matching my energy as tears streamed down her eyes. I froze for a minute as I watched her, running my hands through my hair as

Angel's POVMy limbs feel heavy and my mouth dry as I struggle to open my eyes. I blinked my eyes but the light from the windows made me shut them back. I could hear voices, unfamiliar voices and the air smelt different too.Where exactly is this place?Opening my eyes, the room flooded with shining lights, my gaze wandered around. The room was expansive, the walls white, and the smell of antiseptic hung in the air. Glancing down at my arm, the sight of the bandage struck me, and the realization dawned - I was lying in a hospital bed, an IV line attached to my body.I felt nothing, my mind was like a blank slate as I strained to piece together the memories that led to this moment. Closing my eyes brought no clarity, only the fuzziness of forgotten events.Then, I remember Shanna, and then the memories came flooding and I was whimpering in seconds as I remembered how the bullet penetrated into me. A sharp pain throbbed through my head, as if I had collided my head forcefully against a

Tristan's POVI read through the letter the council of Elders had sent to me and tugged at my beards. This meeting was unavoidable and I didn't have the balls for it. First off, I had pending pack issues that I needed to settle and secondly, attending a meeting filled with pack elders was equal to sanction and this was something I didn't want for myself.Mika was still recuperating, in fact her father laid down strict warnings that I stayed away from her till she recovers fully and be able to make her own decisions. Respecting boundaries provided ample time to pursue personal interests without interference.Conspiracy theories flooded in my head regarding the elders' reasons for convening an impromptu meeting at such a time.I knew we had stuff to handle as a pack and tongues were already wagging because of the present state of the pack but I held pack meetings every now and then to assure them that I had measures put in place and in no distant time, everything would fall into place

Gianna's POVEveryone I encountered either yelled, glared, declined, insulted or did it all together. I was getting frustrated and sweating badly and wondering why I decided to leave the pack house without telling anyone and without my phone as well.What if I get kidnapped as well? What if there is something lurking outside the pack house walls that we didn't know about. With the way I was acting, even a blind man could tell I didn't know my way around, making me look gullible and extremely vulnerable to attacks.Regret weighed heavily inside me as my mind replayed my wolf's warnings which was now met with silence and a soft hum within my mind.Glancing to the side, a middle-aged woman in a wine shop appeared, exuding calmness and approachability. Hesitation took hold of me for a moment before I finally mustered courage and finally approached her. She assessed me from head to toe, then asked me to wait.What's with this pack and treating strangers like beggars?With many thoughts li

Dane's POVA surge of curiosity arose while approaching the crowd, wondering what was happening.Everyone seemed to be talking about something. I could barely make out anything meaningful from their animated discussions and arguments. I followed the directions of my wolf as it kept leading me to that spot.Squeezing through the throng of people, unnoticed due to their rapt attention on something ahead, there was no choice but to blend in, pretending to be one of them.There was a strong desire to see what was causing such restlessness. The thought that my mate could be in danger or that something bad might have happened was unbearable, something that would never be forgiven.Exhaustion set in from the struggle to navigate through the crowd, packed tightly together. A growl of anger erupted from my lips and instantly, the crowd parted, making way, bowing and shivering in fear as murmuring whispers circulated.A jolt of pain, akin to an elbow to the ribs, was felt inside me when nearing