All Chapters of Fated for the Lycan: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 91Cyril’s pov “But if it's her will?’’ Crestwood urged, with deep signs of concern and worry in his eyes and voice. “So he'll turn her against it, to protect his own selfless interest.” I shrugged, signaling Lance to open up the car door as we approached.“Permit me to protest a bit, but with his mate that he recently lost and the pubs with him, I think this is the time he really needs the wife by his side.’’ He insisted. This was simply Crestwood doing whatever within his capacity to protect the peace and interests of his territorial residents. Sadly, it wasn't in my interest to grant him some level of assistance this time. What needed to be done, needed to be done.“I won't have you question me anymore on this topic. I've told you what needs to be done, it's left for you to do whatever you wish. But I'd advise you think wisely.’’ I said with a finality tone, walking ahead of him to get in the car. Lance shut the door and assumed the driver's seat. I refused to spare ano

Chapter 93CYRIL’S POV I insisted on coming with them even though Aloha tried convincing me against it. “Your presence wouldn't be necessary, all she needs is your mate mark and we're good.’’ She'd interrupted when I spoke about joining them tonight back at the mansion. Once Lance parked properly behind the black aventador Alan had driven the ladies with, I stepped out immediately, only to meet Alan's figure on the car bonnet. He turned instantly, alerted by my footsteps. “I was waiting for your arrival. They are over there.’’ He approached, swatting his chin towards the thin pathway to the hilltop. “Why are you parked here then?’’ Lance grumbled.“Cause cars shouldn't be on the venue dummy. I dropped them off and drove down here to park.’’ Alan fired back nearly immediately. Something seemed weirdly off about his demeanor lately, but I'd been preoccupied with more pressing matters to investigate further. Probably when all this is over, I choose to believe that he's just been s

Chapter 95Thompson's pov“Long live the Alpha. May the departure of your beloved mate never bring a fall in your reign. Live on for more years by the assistance of your wife, our Luna.’’ Thales recited, with sympathy and remorse etched all over his old folding face like every other person in the memorial hall. “We pray thee oh precious moon goddess.’’ The crowd chorused. Turning from me to face the crowd in his flowing white robe, Thales declared;“You may now pay your homages to the Alpha's deceased mate.’’ I was fed up with having to go through all the process of Annalise's interment sessions. Sitting before the crowd of pack members who were only present to sympathize my loss with me, not to sincerely mourn Annalise's demise. Having them wear those fake looks of remorse on their faces when deep in their hearts they believed her death was only a price she deserved. I'd rather the interment process went on quietly without anybody having to force themselves pretending there wa

Chapter 97CYRIL'S pov“There's been a call from the mansion, Alpha Crestwood demands to see you immediately.’’ Alan barged into the room, his gaze dropping from me to Alessia.A silent sigh left his lips. “I'm sorry to interrupt, but I think it's really urgent.’’ He said.I remained, unable to move a limb. “I suggest you go with him.’’ Aloha spoke. “I'll be here with Alessia, and I assure you my king, that what she needs right now is far from medical attendance.’’ Turning to Alfred, she swatted her chin to the door. And like he had been waiting for a dismissal, he went on with least hesitation. “I'll be in the car.’’ Alan dismissed himself as well.“You should go on too.’’ Aloha dismissed tenderly.Why was everyone acting like she hadn't just passed on a nerve-wracking news? Perhaps they already knew about the situation?“I guess Aloha broke it down to you.’’ Alan spoke, swatting quick short glances at me through the rearview front mirror as he handled the steering wheel. “What

Chapter 99CYRIL’S pov“Why the hell did they let that scumbag in!’’ I stomped a fist against the car door. Forcing alam to cast a glance at me through the rearview mirror. ‘‘You've gotta calm down now. We're on the highway and you keep startling me, you know where that could lead us right?’’“What in hell could Alessia have told him, and just how much!’’ I pondered aloud, restless. “There is possibility that Alessia didn't tell him shit and he's just a douchebag….’’“Her maid should have that information, do you think?’’ I cut in. Desperate was the right word to fit in my countenance.“Uh…well. Unfortunately she's currently off duties. Besides if she knew something, you don't think she'd have reported to us?’’“Thompson mentioned about the rituals.’’ I asserted, unconvinced, so many thoughts running through my head in one crazy surge. ‘‘Pull over.’’ I demanded. ‘‘What?’’“Stop the car.’’ I said again. “Here? We're… literally in the middle of nowhere.’’ Alan chuckled unbelievably