บททั้งหมดของ Fated To The Lycan Beast: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Eve When I heard Axel mention he would marry someone to spite Shahar, my entire world came crashing down instantly. There was someone else in his life. He was willing to leave me, his fated mate, for her.He was discarding the bond as if it were nothing more than a minor inconvenience.I clenched my jaw, refusing to let the pain consume me. I needed to prove to him that I was strong. That I didn’t need him. That he was nothing.Shahar returned after seeing Axel off. When I heard the door close, I rushed to the kitchen, gathering the dishes and wiping down the countertop. He padded, trying to sneak up on me, but I had already noticed. I didn’t turn back—I wanted to see where his moral compass lay.Surprisingly, he didn’t do anything foolish.“Did you enjoy your meal?” I asked, keeping my tone light.“Hell yeah,” he said, dropping into a seat. “You’re excellent.”I wiped my hands with a towel. “I heard you mention a council meeting. Has he agreed for me to cook?”Shahar chuckled. “You

EveThe day of the cabinet meeting had finally arrived. It was a long and exhausting day for me and the other staff, but Victoria, as usual, strutted around like she was in charge, snapping out instructions and acting as if she had everything under control, when in reality, she was doing the bare minimum.I didn’t mind. If anything, I saw it as an opportunity to prove her wrong. She had gone on and on about how I was just some newcomer who didn’t belong in her kitchen. I poured every ounce of effort into my work, paying close attention to detail, making sure every dish was cooked to perfection.By midday, I was already exhausted. My apron was stained with the colors of spices, and my arms bore the marks of splattered oil from roasting the rib of the deer. But I refused to slow down.Victoria, ever the peacock, marched over to me. “You have to make sure the rib is roasted to a perfect golden brown crust on the outside and tender within,” she said in her usual snappish tone. “That’s how

EveIt was torture having to calm Maya down, but she wasn’t even attempting to stay relaxed. The first time she had felt a wave of pain was when we both discovered that our mate had slept with that stupid nurse. That pain had been sharp and unbearable—but nothing compared to the agony ripping through us now.It felt like someone was slicing through my intestines with a jagged blade. The sharp pain tore me apart from the inside. My body ached, and my stomach twisted violently. It was killing me. Maybe if I had let Maya take control when we sensed Axel cheating, it wouldn’t have hurt this badly. If I had let her lash out instead of running away, would the pain have been more tolerable?Shahar had been right—I never should have gone to serve Nina.I wiped my eyes, but it was useless. My tears wouldn’t stop. Crying solved nothing. It wouldn’t erase the pain or change the fact that Axel had betrayed us, that the bond between us was a cruel joke. I could feel Maya’s pain intertwining with

EveSarai gasped dramatically, gripping the edge of the counter. “I can’t believe Victoria reported you. How petty can she be?”I sighed, wiping my fingers on a napkin. “It’s okay,” I muttered, grabbing a glass of water and taking a quick sip before standing. “Let’s see what he wants.”Axel was sitting alone at his private table when I arrived. His frown was so deep I could see it before even stepping into the room.Oh, this is going to be fun.I wondered if this was about last night—if he had figured out that I was the one lurking behind the lab door. There was no way he didn’t know."What is this?" His voice was sharp as he gestured to his plate.I stopped at a safe distance, stretching my neck to get a better look."That’s scrambled eggs," I answered cautiously.His glare darkened, and for the life of me, I couldn't understand where the joke was."Were you hired to sleep in all morning?" he snapped. "Victoria told me how rude you were to her. How she begged you to help her because

Eve I decided to cook to make up for my earlier “disrespect” towards the king. The last thing I wanted was for him to fire me when I hadn’t even fulfilled my mission for being here. If I got kicked out now, all my efforts and the humiliation I had endured would have been for nothing.I chose to make something not too fancy but still wholesome—Cowboy steak with charred corn panzanella. A hearty meal, but not extravagant enough to come across as trying too hard.To distract myself, I tuned into the radio station that broadcasted to the general werewolf packs. The familiar voice of Alex, the presenter, filled the kitchen. I liked him because he was balanced, and never biased. He spoke about issues that truly mattered rather than the usual useless gossip that flooded most channels.As I chopped my avocados, the discussion on the radio deepened. Correspondents called in, talking about the greed among some Alphas who wasted resources meant for their people. Another spoke about the worsenin