All Chapters of Fated for the Lycan: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chapter 101Cyril's PovThe dominating silence allowed us solace to digest the news Aloha had just passed on. With my face buried in the warmth of my palms and my heart pulsing abnormally, all I could think about was the complicated part of Aloha's report. “There's still hope. As long as she is alive.’’ Aloha said, trying to brighten the mood. “I believe so too. She has been able to transform already and that is all that really matters…..’’ “Transformation without motion is as hideous!’’ I snapped. “That is simply because of the transfusion. Give it a rest until tomorrow, by tomorrow she should do better.’’ Alfred suggested. “Oh right! Her body had barely adjusted when her transformation pushed through, that must have been the reason her wolf failed to move.’’ Aloha agreed. “Excuse me.’’ Lance rushed in, trailing his gaze to meet mine. “There is a call from Mr Weverse, it seems he's at the mansion right now.’’ He reported. ****“What in hell…’’ I muttered under my breath, sizi

Chapter 103Alessia's POV A silent groan flew off my lips for the hundredth time in the past few minutes my eyes came open. “You will be fine.’’ Aloha consoled. Oh and for the records, every single time of those hundredth times a groan left me, a word of consolation followed from Aloha. That was new.My body system seemed to have been reset. Or maybe it was a result of my ‘lie in state’ condition for so long, my hearing sense seemed to have gotten so intense to the point I heard Aloha's breath as it fanned out of her nostrils. “How long have I been laid here?’’ I inquired, my voice barely above whispers. “A week and three days. Would have marked three days today.’’ She smiled, not sparing a glance off my skin as she applied the stuff she called a ‘cleansing oil’.“You mean my skin looked worse than this?’’ I asked in disbelief, running my eyes on the visible parts of my skin my gaze could cover. “The oil is effective enough. In a matter of one more week we should have your flawl

Chapter 105CYRIL’S pov“So, what is this about, our high king?’’ She eventually broke the silence, watching me through the top of her eyes as if to study what mood lived inside of me. Of course it'd be best if she chose her words wisely. ‘‘Alessia's kid.’’ I paused shortly. ‘‘Adrian? What about him?’’ “I'll like to have him over.’’ I said. Following Lance's advice while we returned from Aloha's residence, it wasn't quite necessary to involve myself with Thompson directly since there was an intermediary within our reach. All I needed to do was play the dice well and Eliza would work out the rest. Thompson cannot find out about Alessia just yet, or he'll urge to meet and never release the kid. I should be convinced about Alessia after the experience with her earlier today, but a tiny part of me still feared she might get swayed by Thompson if he professed an undying love for her. I didn't wish to find out what it'd be.“What happened to Alessia?’’ Eliza bursted out, after moment

Chapter 107Alessia's pov“Thank you so much. It's been a while since I had porridge so I really enjoyed it’’ I commended, wiping my lips with a serviette. With her usual weird smile, Aloha came up to clear the dishes. “I feel bad having to just lay here and watch you deal with my dishes like this.’’ I remarked sincerely. “You don't have to, it's the best you can do for now.” She answered, standing with the tray. “I'll be back.’’ Once again my gaze was back to the blank ceiling— the usual daily routine since I awoke from death pit. Cyril hadn't visited again since the last time, and I keep wondering if it has to do with an incapability to get his hands on Adrian for me, or if he had just been busy with work. I needed to get back to the mansion. I couldn't stay here any longer. Gripping my fists on the iron bars on both sides of the bed, I forced my weight up with every strength I could muster. My muscles didn't vibrate so much this time, and it was easier to sit up unlike ever

Chapter 109Cyril’s POV Had it been a less important issue, I'd have bursted into a hot chuckle at the expression on her face right now. But it wasn't. ‘‘You think I just opened my mouth and spilled everything to him, you wanna judge me like that huh?’’ She panned out. Just how she turned out to be the one upset was what I couldn't place fingers on. Shouldn't I be the one in that spot?‘‘Well what happened then?’’ I chose to be blunt. She heaved a scoff, throwing her face unbelievably around the room before they returned to settle on me once again. “If you're intentionally being blunt you should stop it already. It's so not funny!’’ “It seems you don't have all those strange energy rushing through you anymore, you should have been halfway into your wolf form by now.’’ I teased. “I'm not upset. You're mistaken.’’ She scoffed. “I could have sworn you were.” “Whatever. What did you say Thompson was up to now? Figure out the details of the curse? He's got to be fucking kidding ri