All Chapters of Targeted by Lycan Princess' Brothers: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Kelsey's POVI was utterly confused. What on earth was Marcus trying to imply?The pine scent around Marcus suddenly turned piercing.He took a half-step closer and hissed, "Speechless, aren't you? Usually so quick with an excuse."I tried to wriggle free, my fingertips glowing with the cold light of wolf claws from the strain, but the strength difference between men and women was just too much—I couldn't break free.I decided to play it bold and grabbed his tie instead. My cedar pheromones sharpened, "Mr. Marshman, I've never dated you!""Already texted me yesterday. Forgot so soon?" His vertical pupils flickered faintly under the light.Oh, right—the text.I tilted my head back, my tone stiff, "That's different.""How's it different? Keep making excuses," Marcus's knuckles whitened as he tightened his grip, his pine pheromones freezing over. "The trending topic's all over the place. Think I can't see it?"

Kelsey's POVSo the bottle had fallen at the villa of Bladeclaw and been discovered by him.No wonder he asked me yesterday if I was pregnant. He must have thought I initiated the divorce because I was pregnant.I calmed down. Marcus probably didn't know about my pregnancy.After all, when I ran into Sidney at the hospital last time, she just thought I was taking folic acid and didn't suspect a pregnancy.But Marcus seemed to know everything. I worried I'd slip up in front of him.Marcus placed the folic acid bottle on the table, his gaze intense. "How do you explain this?"I swallowed hard, thinking quickly. "Who said I was taking folic acid? This bottle actually contains vitamins.""Kelsey, is that the best you can come up with?" Marcus said skeptically."If you don't believe me, ask a doctor," I retorted.Marcus looked doubtful as he tossed the bottle to Darcy. Then he sat beside me. "Today, we'll get to the bo

Third Person's POVAt the café, Marcus's expression was foul.He ignored the phone and glared at Darcy. "Who told you to come over?" he demanded."Alpha Marcus, didn't you say to inform you immediately for urgent matters?" Darcy responded."Is this an urgent matter?" Marcus retorted, tugging at his tie.He realized he'd been doing this a lot lately, but when he tried to loosen it, he found it wouldn't budge.Looking down, he saw Kelsey had tied a knot in it.After struggling in vain to undo it, he gave up, muttering, "Kelsey, don't let me catch you again!"Leaning back in the booth, he noticed the property settlement documents on the table. The feel of her slender waist still lingered in his palm, refusing to fade.Darcy spoke up hesitantly, "Alpha Marcus, Angela mentioned she's contacting you about Moira's surgery."Marcus snapped back to reality, grabbed his phone, and returned the call. "Marcus speaking,

Third Person's POVMarcus stopped twirling the pen in his hand, his gaze turning deep and inscrutable. "But he used to look down on me for being married before, didn't he?""That's true. It was only after I kept pestering him that he set this condition. If you agree to marry me, he'll come back after his business trip and perform Moira's surgery. Then Moira will be healthy again," Angela said, glancing at Marcus's expression.His chiseled features were flawless, but his deep eyes were unreadable.Angela was a bit uncertain herself—she had no way back now.Losing to Kelsey, from the slums, was unthinkable.She wanted to marry the man she loved. She'd always gotten what she wanted.The office fell silent.Marcus stood up and turned to look out the floor-to-ceiling window, not speaking for a long time.Angela gazed at his tall and straight back, mesmerized. "Marcus, I don't want to force you. Moira might not have much

Kelsey's POVSeeing Marcus confirmed my suspicion.The back of my neck prickled with familiarity, heightening my alertness. Yet, despite the tension, my wolf perked up, intrigued by his scent.Why was he here?I didn't believe for a second he'd show up unprovoked or, even less likely, to pick me up.Craig looked surprised. "Kelsey, do you know him?"Embarrassed, I stammered, "Craig, you go ahead."My cedar pheromones betrayed a flicker of panic, sharpening Marcus's gaze.Craig's wariness grew. "Kelsey, are you sure he's a friend? Maybe I should drive you home."At Craig's words, Marcus exited the car, his towering figure imposing.Dressed in a dark, tailored suit, he exuded luxury.His cedar aura flared with alpha dominance, putting Craig on edge.Marcus strode over, his cold eyes dismissing Craig, and said to me, "Moira sent me to pick you up."His wolf growled low, fixating on the unfamiliar