All Chapters of The Lost Lycan Queen: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Cassia’s POV From the look on Cole’s face, I can tell they’re teasing me about something, but I have no idea what. Even Garrett’s lips are starting to twitch. “Who’s Belli?” “Oh get ready, Cassia,” Cole grins wickedly. “She’s an absolute menace.” I blink at him, but he gives me nothing so I turn back to Garrett who is grinning now. “She’s been begging to meet you since the nano-second we brought you to the hospital. But we’ve fended her off.” “I’m honestly a little surprised she hasn’t snuck in here herself, the nightmare,” Cole comments, turning back to his food. I shove him slightly, feeding off of their amusement now. “Who? Who is she?” “Nope,” Cole replies, keeping his eyes on his plate. “I think we’ll let you wait and see when you meet her. Eat your food, little mate.” “Yes… that IS what two ogres would do, isn’t it, Brother,” Garret smirks before turning back to his own food. My mouth drops, and I squeak indignantly, pushing at both their massive shoulders. They are en

Apologies for the long absence. Between being sick, a sister’s wedding, a hurricane, and severe writer’s block, I just haven’t been able to figure out what comes next for our heroine and her pack. But I’m getting back in writing mode today, so you should have several chapters before the week closes out. I hope you’re all well! And let’s dive back in!

Cole’s POV The Oracle smiles at me, but it feels like lead has just plunged into my stomach. Cassia? In the war? Her victory? Noticing the look on my face, or, I suppose, the shift in my energy, she turns sharply to Daphnea. “What do they know? What have you told them?” The woman beside me sighs. “Nothing. Outside of confirming she is from Anwir, properly Faelan. The Goddess was very clear. The information was not to come from me.” “I would have thought - I mean I know she was injured… no matter. I’ll speak to the Goddess more properly tonight and get a clearer plan. We’ve been on the run for weeks. Devlin’s dogs nearly caught us several times. I’ve not had the chance to speak to her as I should have.” My wolf is clawing at me mentally, trying to make sense of what she said, what they’re saying, and my brow furrows. The new Oracle turns back to me, echoing Daphnea’s sigh. “I apologise. Clearly, you were not prepared for that bit of information. And there’s no taking it back n

Cassia’s POV“M-my victory?”My heart races as Garrett’s grip around me tightens. I’m sitting in his lap, holding one of his hands whilst Cole holds my other hand. “That’s what she said.” “What- I mean what does that mean? I know you said she didn’t say more but what the fuck?” Garrett breathes behind me. I lean back into him and close my eyes. “My parents told me they were omegas… I - I only saw them fight a few times, and they were strong - but I never thought - they told me they were omegas… who-” I groan and cover my eyes. Who the fuck were they? Who the fuck am I? “Do you want to contemplate or go see if Sybella and Tawny are up? Or have some breakfast first?” I consider… finally opening my eyes and looking up at Garrett first, then back at Cole. Both just wait. Finally, I sigh, annoyed but certain. “They’ve had a long journey. I want answers… but I imagine they’re probably sleeping or getting their own answers from the Goddess… we should probably have some breakfast a

“There, there, little one,” she croons, kneeling down in front of me, scratching me behind the ear, sending my tail to thumping involuntarily. She waves a hand, and my skin stops itching, and I suddenly feel as though I’ve had a proper bath. I look down at myself and see my fur completely clean and look back up at her - skin a deep brown with golden highlights, clear amber eyes, long grey and white hair both braided and free, kindness and sorrow shining from her face. “I know this isn’t easy. I wouldn’t have built the door or chained it… except that if I hadn’t… you and Cassia would likely both already be dead… or in chains.” My anger gives way to my fear, and I begin shaking, quickly shushed by the goddess, who wraps her arms around me and pulls me, so that my head is laying on her lap. She strokes and clucks and hums for a while. And I relax, in spite of myself; it’s as though cool water has swept through my fevered mind, soothing