All Chapters of THE LOST WEREWOLF PRINCESS: MATED TO THE RIVALS: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: FOLDED BY KEHLANI LYSS' POV: The wind tastes of frost and moonlight. It brushes over my cheeks like the edge of a memory, soft and biting at the same time. I walk through the silver grasses of the Moonfields, each step parting the pale stalks like whispers parting in a hush. Behind me, the camp is quiet, tucked beneath the black canopy of sleeping stars. But out here, it feels like the gods can hear me.Or maybe it's just the silence finally catching up with me. My boots leave faint impressions in the dewy ground, only for the earth to drink them away. The Moonfields stretch endlessly, blooming with flowers that only open under starlight. Their petals shimmer faintly, veins glowing silver-blue. It's a dreamscape, too perfect to be real. But I know better. I know the prettiest things hide the deepest teeth. I stop at a hillcrest where the field opens to the sky. The moon hangs low tonight, full and white as bone. My breath catches when I see her light

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: WHAT WAS I MADE FOR? by Billie EilishLUCIEN'S POV: I’ve barely looked her in the eye since the Elders bowed. Since I found out what she truly is. Something about that moment haunts me still. The way their knees dropped like muscle memory, reverent and shaking. The way Lyss just stood there, silent, like the truth was something she’d been running from too.A direct descendant of the Moon Goddess. It echoes like thunder in my skull, looping over and over again. I sit at the edge of the cliffs behind the Guen pack house, where the sea of trees meets the gray sky. My storm mark burns low on my arm, a faint pulse against my skin, like it knows my head’s a wreck. She tried to talk to me yesterday. Reached for my arm, said my name like it still belonged to her lips. I flinched. Not out of fear but out of confusion. The bond tugs every time she’s near, warm and impossible to ignore. But now it feels... clouded. Not false, just wrapped in something heavier

CHAPTER 38: THE STORM WITHINLUCIEN'S POV:SONG OF THE CHAPTER: LIKE REAL PEOPLE DO BY HOZIER~~~I didn't mean to sleep. It just happened, the kind of sleep that drags you under like the tide and refuses to let go. When it comes, it comes hard, and I’m back in the river again, only this time it isn’t Rhea drowning. It’s Ariel. Her voice cuts through the storm like glass, soft and jagged.“Lucien,” she whispers. “You let go of me once.” I turn in the dream, the world warping around me, but she’s there. Brown curls. Freckles. Eyes like summer stormclouds. Ariel.Dead. Except she’s smiling at me, and it hurts. Gods, it hurts. “You were never meant to carry this storm alone,” she says, her fingers brushing my cheek like she never left. “But now you have to choose.”“Choose what?” I ask, but she’s already gone, dissolving into mist as thunder rolls over the memory of her voice. I jolt awake with sweat clinging to my skin and a familiar ache pounding behind my ribs. Unabl

AUTHOR'S NOTE: SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING YESTERDAY. I WILL TRY TO UPDATE THREE CHAPTERS TODAY TO MAKE UP FOR IT. ENJOY!CHAPTER 127 : SHATTERED SKYRHEA'S POV:Song of the Chapter: ANOTHER LOVE BY TOM ODELL~~~*~~~I shouldn’t be here. I know that and I tell myself that over and over again. But my feet carry me forward anyway, echoing softly against the stone floors of the Guen Pack house. It’s late, past the bustling hour when the fireflies go still and the halls dim with flickering lanterns. I’m not looking for anything. I only wanted to check on Lucien. Maybe apologize for being cold and honestly just breathe near him again. The door to the east wing is cracked open, golden light spilling into the corridor. I step closer. The sound of his voice wraps around me, low and tender. “Lyss…” he murmurs. My name isn’t in his mouth. Not this time. I can't help the irritation I feel whenever I hear him say her name. Something inside me clenches, but still, I move forward.I pee

CHAPTER 129: DAUGHTERS OF SUN AND MOONRHEA'S POV:SONG OF THE CHAPTER: THE ARCHER BY TAYLOR SWIFT**** The moonlight kisses the edges of the trees, casting everything in a cold silver glow. I’m still catching my breath, the adrenaline from the spirit-wolf’s attack thudding in my veins like war drums. Kaia is a step behind me, her head turned toward the direction it vanished, her golden eyes wide with confusion. “Wait,” I whisper, squinting down at the cracked earth where the wolf disappeared.Kaia steps closer, brushing dirt off her arm. “What is it?” I crouch. There... something is etched into the cement beneath our feet, carved not by claws but by something far older, something intentional... are words. Words that weren’t there before. "The daughters must reclaim what was lost… or one will fall."My throat goes dry. “Kaia… look.” She crouches beside me, her auburn braid sliding over her shoulder. Her brows knit as she reads, mouthing the words like a prayer she doesn