Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated To The Alpha: Fated To The Lycan King : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

AUTHOR'S POV25 YEARS AGOAnd so time passed as Myra and Roman got to know each other. And as they did, so did a raw, gnawing hunger within them both. For Myra, it was an escape from the reality she had found herself in. Even as the date for her mating ceremony drew nearer, she couldn't have bothered less with it. Thinking about any other asides Roman had become folly, and she wouldn't fall into such. They kept their meetings quiet, ‘sacred’ as Roman would say. She knew that sooner or later, she would have to tell him the truth about what was going to happen to her, but everytime the words came to her throat, she couldn't seem to get them out. It was unfair to him, but she couldn't bear to utter those dreaded words. But all things had to come to an end, eventually.Things started to fall apart the afternoon when Libra called Myra aside quietly, red-faced with anger. “What exactly do you think you're doing, Myra?”Already, Myra knew what she was referring to, but it didn't mean tha

AUTHOR'S POV 25 YEARS AGOThey laid together afterwards, basking in the afterglow of their mutual passionate engagement. Myra's hand rested on Roman's chest, and his arm encircled her small waist. She could hear his heartbeat slowing down little by little. Soon, his eyes would close, and sleep would take over. A part of her wanted to feel guilty for what she had done, but she silenced it. Fingers traced her shoulder gently. “Why?”Myra knew that Roman wouldn't rest without knowing what happened. He knew when to ask questions, and when to say nothing. Why now? Why today? Those were likely the questions rolling about inside his head. Of course, he would have found it strange that Myra turned up at his doorstep and simply threw herself into his arms. Such a thing couldn't have just occurred without any prompting. No smoke without fire. His mind hadn't been too lost in physical pleasure to forget that.She touc

AUTHOR'S POV25 YEARS AGOA vision would come today, Myra thought as the pain of labor zigzagged through her abdomen. Her insides felt like they were about to explode into bits and pieces from the intense pain she was going through. It was only by some miracle that her groans hadn't turned into full-blown screams of torment.As expected, after the incident with Jordan nine months ago, Myra had immediately been taken to see the Council of Elders: those pulling the strings behind everything that happened at Oceanpearl. Left, right and center, they threw questions at her, trying to understand why the son of the Alpha had been found battered and bruised. Each and every question they threw at her were met with a simple answer: Jordan attacked her.It turned out to be a good idea to allow Jordan to leave, because if he hadn't, then things would have been even worse. The Pack Elders were more concerned about the welfare of the Alpha's

Rayne's POVAfter everything that Libra said, she spent a little more time discussing other things with us, before she decided to leave. “My work here is done,” she said, rising to her feet at last. “I've told you all that you need to know regarding your mother. I just hope that it's enough.”“It is, thank you,” I said, shaking hands with her. She looked at me up and down, although I couldn't tell why. She adjusted her clothes and gave her parting wishes to Kaiden and my son.“Wait, is there some way we can reach you?” I asked. “Your knowledge would be greatly appreciated in some very important situations. I need to know that it's okay to reach out to you then.”“I always know when I am needed,” she replied. Without explaining further, she waved at us one last time, and left.I sagged into Kaiden's embrace, shutting my eyes once his lips touched my head. “I know it's a lot to take in, but there's not much you can do about it anymore. You know the truth now, but the only way you can

Rayne's POVLike a true leader, Kaiden led the meeting without breaking any sweat. I didn't expect any less from him, things like this came so easily to him. Maybe he was actually born with the mark of a Lycan King on his head and destiny. He pushed across his views in a straightforward manner, but still gave them room to return feedback if they so desired.Many of the Alphas expressed their fears concerning the attacks, like Alpha Theo, an old Alpha with graying hair and a face with so many lines that as he sat in the midst of the other Alphas, he looked like their grandfather. Many said that he was one of the oldest Alphas till date, the reason for this being that even though he had heirs, none of them were willing to carry on the mantle from him, and the pack members hadn't brought forth a worthy challenger for the title in the last two decades. “What happens to our people out there? You can't suppose we just abandon them to those . . . hunters,” he said. His chin wobbled as he sp