Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated To The Alpha: Fated To The Lycan King : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Rayne's POV In the darkness, I forgot how to breathe without choking on my own fear. Locked in, as I was, with the corpse of a woman I didn't think I knew everything about despite having spent most of my life with her.I felt it, her corpse. Already giving way to bacteria and the other things that occupied a soulless body. Heavy and decaying, the stench of death hung in the air, coupled with the weight of everything I had been told. Information shoved down my throat before I could regurgitate it and rebuke it. My phone had been taken from me shortly before I passed out from a heavy blow to my head.“You should take a nice nap beside your mother. Who knows, maybe her spirit will visit you,” Reynold sharply commented before ramming his fist into the side of my head faster than my mind could process.Now, I had come awake, and I could immediately tell that I still remained in that same small, stifling room that my mother had been reta

Kaiden's POVWith an arm around Rayne, I faced the ones chasing her. It wouldn't take me more than fifteen minutes to tear them all down, but I gave them a chance to rethink their actions.“Are you all insane?” I roared, pressing my aura into them. “How dare you lay a finger on my Luna?”The men chasing her stopped in their tracks, and looked among themselves in awkward confusion. Did they not even recognise that Rayne was once one of them? I looked over her bruised and battered body. There was a shard of glass in her cheek, and the top of her shirt had been ripped at the shoulder, exposing her pale bruised skin underneath. Beauty marred by pain.Guilt and anger warred for dominance within me. I should have never let her go alone, and now here she was, in my arms, badly hurt. Even if she could heal, she didn't have to go through such in the first place.Her body trembled. She was crying.“My mother,” she said. “I couldn

Rayne's POVThe ground appeared endless underneath my feet, trailing and trailing on despite how my lungs were exerting themselves just so I could keep running. I leaped over logs and misplaced branches. I didn't dare look back to see the monsters running after me. I couldn't stop.I glanced at the cool object in my hand, and pressed it tighter to my skin. Something about it made me feel a certain way; almost like I could taste the energy it emitted. Just how powerful were the people that created such a thing? And did they ever imagine that people would use it in such a nefarious way? I didn't also want to dwell on the thought that for so long, Oceanpearl had been in possession of the object, and had been using it to keep itself safe while others suffered for it.Growing up, we never had rogue attacks. I didn't know just how bad other packs were having it or I was sure that it would have been a topic I questioned when I was younger. I used to think we were

Rayne's POVI always found the mix of sunshine and rain strangely fascinating. A light drizzle patterned on the windows, just as sunlight pierced through their wet transparent bodies. People always held superstitions concerning what they meant. Some would say that a lion was giving birth. Or that a bird had lost its feather and was searching for it. So many tales conceived for the main purpose of making the phenomenon appear more divine than a simple mere coincidence.“Push, Rayne. I can see the head,” coaxed Sal. A wave of contraction surged through me so strongly at that point that my vision blurred and my throat released a hoarse cry.I watched her from between my spread thighs, pushing the muscles of my belly so hard that I feared it would burst before the child even made it through. No progression occurred, and I threw my head back into the sweat-soaked pillows, panting.“I can't anymore. I'm so tired.”Sal rolled her eyes. “Very funny. You definitely weren't tired getting it on

Author's POV25 YEARS AGO“The circle is complete,” the Priestess, Libra, mentioned. Her arms were like twin snakes as she moved about the flames in her see-through knee-length camisole. This was scandalous to some, who believed that our beauty shone best in modesty. Libra didn't believe in that. To her, clothes were nothing but contraptions humans made because they were too ashamed to embrace their true selves. There were whispers about the ‘sinful’ things she usually did behind closed doors, despite being a Priestess. Myra didn't mind them, because the woman dancing before them appeared like a goddess, even though her actions were directed at the true deity that watched over them all from her silver throne.In one breath, she rose to her feet to join Libra, also lifting her arms into the air. Left and right, she swayed to the beat, closing her eyes so that the gentle humming of her fellow sisters could lull her into a state of ecstasy. The ecstasy that blossomed from the pure worsh