All Chapters of When My Mate Chose Another, the Lycan King Chose Me: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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1: Mate?

Natasha's POVThe sound of the ambulance filled the once silent night—I was forced to wake up when tite once distant sound became stagnant in the Alpha’s compound."What? Who?"I jumped up from the bed, heart in my mouth.Something felt wrong. The air was heavy.I rushed to the window and pulled the curtain aside. My fingers trembled.Flashing red and blue lights danced across the walls, slicing the darkness in half. I saw movement—people, warriors, guards. Everyone was running toward the main building.I threw on my hoodie. Didn’t bother to check if I had put it on rightly. I just stormed out."Mum!" I yelled, running out of the room we shared in the maids’ quarters. "Mum, what’s going on?"She was already outside, in her night wear, her eyes wide and lips trembling."It’s the Alpha," she said, voice low, scared. "He was attacked in his office.""What?" My head snapped toward the main building."And—Jace?" She mutteredJace?My eyes widened. "What happened to Jace?"Her face fell."

Last Updated : 2025-06-06

2: Just end it!

Natasha's POVMy throat felt extremely dry and it was hurting.My head was pounding. My eyes stung. Everything smelled clean—too clean. Like fresh laundry mixed with coffee.I sat up slowly.This wasn’t my bed.The sheets were soft—too soft to be a maid's. And the air, cooler. Not the natural coolness but most definitely from an air conditioner.I opened my eyes slowly, hoping to exit my expensive dream. But instead, my eyes opened to an unfamiliar scene.Where the fuck am I?I blinked severally, clearly disoriented.I'd lived in the maids quarters for over a decade, and even if I was high on something strong, I could clearly indicate that this wasn't the maids quarters.Rather, it looked like somewhere prepared for a royalty.My heart raced with questions popping in and out.I scanned my environment to get a better picture of what was going on. And then I saw him.A man.An Unknown man, sitting by the window, sipping coffee.On him was a white shirt, with the first three buttons undo

Last Updated : 2025-06-06

3: Graduation

Natasha’s POVThe hall of Edenville Pack High was packed.Filled with students from several packs that made up Edenville Pack High, as well as their families.Additionally, Teachers from the high school and members from the neighbouring packs were present to make this day a colourful one. Everyone dressed in their best—heels clinking from every corner of the hall. This was that kind of gathering that smelled like perfume, pride, and expensive cologne.Flashes from cameras. Squeals. Laughter. And music playing low in the background, some slow instrumental that didn’t match the chaos around it.And in the middle of it all, I stood.Holding my breath like it would help keep my heart in place.My gold dress clung to my skin. Strapless. Shimmery. Like the one I dreamed of. Lani had forced me to wear it. She said it was my night and I should glow like every other girl here. So I did.She helped curl my hair and also applied light make up to my face. I was going to refuse, but then she said,

Last Updated : 2025-06-06

4: You're coming with me!

Natasha's POVThroughout the rest of the ceremony, he sat quietly by the side of the stage, where the other dignitaries were seated. But his eyes—his eyes never left me. Heavy, intense, like they were stitched to my skin. Every time I looked up, they were on me— Unblinking.I forgot how to do everything.I missed three names being called before I realized they were already ahead in the program. Lani nudged me, whispered something, but her voice sounded far away. I couldn't focus. My palms were sweaty, knees a bit wobbly. I smiled when I needed to. Walked when I had to. But it was all muscle memory, not me.Even when I sat down, the weight of his stare followed. It crawled down my back, wrapped around my arms, settled in my stomach like a knot. I tried to look away. Pretend he wasn’t there. Pretend the Lycan King— wasn’t in the same room as me. But that was a lie, and I knew it.I was supposed to feel proud today. I had five plaques now. I was the talk of many families and the pride of

Last Updated : 2025-06-06

5: The plan

Natasha’s POVThe night had swallowed the palace whole.No moon. No stars. Just a thick blanket of darkness stretched across the sky like a mourning veil. Everything lay still, like the world itself was holding its breath. Even the wind, usually bold enough to whistle between the stone corridors, had fallen silent. It was the kind of silence that didn’t comfort—it warned.That was when I moved.My eyes had been open for a while, staring at the ceiling in my room—counting each breath, waiting for that fragile hour between late night and early morning, when the palace was at its weakest.I sat up slowly, moving like a whisper. The thin sheets slid off my legs with a soft rustle. I barely breathed as I swung my feet to the floor. The stone was cold, biting at my skin, grounding me. This wasn’t a dream. This was it.I reached for the outfit I’d folded beneath the bed—chosen with care, worn soft from repeated handling. A brown tunic, loose enough not to cling, tight enough not to catch on

Last Updated : 2025-06-23

6: Only the beginning

Natasha’s POVThe walls were thick, made of something colder than stone. The kind of cold that seeps into your bones and lingers. There were no windows in the cell, just one weak lantern on the far end of the corridor casting shadows that didn’t move. I sat on the floor with my knees pulled to my chest, dress torn at the hem, arms wrapped around myself like that would hold me together. My mother sat across from me, back against the opposite wall, her shawl draped over her shoulders, but even that couldn’t hide the way she shook.Neither of us spoke for a while.The silence wasn’t peaceful. It was loud, heavy, echoing with what-ifs and regrets. My hands wouldn’t stop trembling. My mouth was dry, my lips cracked from crying, from screaming when they took me down. When they shoved her into the cell behind me and slammed the door. I’d begged them to let her go. Told them it was me, only me. But they hadn’t listened. No one ever really did.She looked at me, eyes red but dry now. She’d crie

Last Updated : 2025-07-04

7: Another one

Natasha’s POVThe inside of the car was quiet— too quiet. The kind of quiet that made your breathing hitch. I sat stiff in the backseat, hands folded tightly on my lap, eyes glued to the floor mat like it held the answer to everything. I didn’t dare look up. Not at him or at anyone else. My thigh brushed against the edge of the seat every time the car turned, but I didn’t move. My head stayed down. My body froze. My thoughts loud.What was he thinking?Why was I even in this car?What does he want to do with me?I didn’t know if this was punishment. Or something worse. Maybe he brought me along to remind me what happens to girls who try to run. Maybe he was taking me somewhere quiet so he could deal with me himself—far from the palace, far from my mother, far from anyone who would care. That thought made my throat tighten. I swallowed hard, fingers curling against the fabric of my dress.I could feel his presence beside me. Heavy. Thick. It filled all the space between us. I didn’t ne

Last Updated : 2025-07-05

8: Him?

Natasha’s POVThe room was too big, too bright and too soft for a girl like me.The door shut behind us with a quiet thud and I just stood there. Still barefoot. Still unsure. The two maids walked in ahead of me like it was nothing. Like this kind of room didn’t swallow you whole. They didn’t glance back at me as they opened the tall wardrobe, setting down the folded clothes they brought. Another set of hands dropped a small towel on the wide bed. The bed alone looked like it could fit five people. The sheets were white and clean, the kind of clean that smelled like flowers and money. I didn’t move.“This is your room,” one said without looking up.She didn’t need to add “for now.” I already felt it.“Freshen up. The King will send for you soon.”That made my stomach twist. I stayed quiet. Just nodded a little, hoping they’d leave quickly. They didn’t wait around for questions. They turned and walked out, soft shoes brushing against the marble floor, skirts swaying gently with each st

Last Updated : 2025-07-07

9: Intriguing

Lucien’s POVThe dining hall was quiet. Only the sound of silver clinking gently against porcelain, and the soft hush of the wind pressing against the stained-glass windows. I sat at the end of the table, where I always sat, back straight, one hand resting lightly on the carved armrest. My eyes never left her.She sat at the other end, dressed in something simple—They’d given her a plain dress, light blue, loose in some places and snug in others. It wasn’t anything special. But it was enough to make me notice more than I wanted to.I shouldn’t have noticed.But I did.She picked at the food on her plate with the kind of grace you don’t expect from someone raised in scraps. Her fingers moved with precision, her wrist turning slightly each time she cut into the meat, like she’d done it a hundred times before. But I knew she hadn’t. She wasn’t born for this. She wasn’t raised for silk-covered chairs and polished silverware. She was raised to serve—clean—obey.Yet she sat at my table lik

Last Updated : 2025-07-08

10: Ownership

Natasha’s POVStaring at the file in his Beta’s hands, I didn’t know what to expect.The way he held it, firm and tight against his chest, like whatever was inside had weight—real weight. Not just paper. Like it could change something. Maybe everything. I didn’t even reach for it. Just stared. And waited.The King said nothing. He didn’t move either. He just stood there beside me, quiet but sharp, like a sword held inches from my throat. His presence filled the entire space, and somehow, I felt even smaller in the room that already wasn’t mine.The Beta took slow steps forward and placed the file carefully on the table in front of me. His eyes met mine for a second, and I couldn’t tell what they meant. Pity? Warning? Or just obedience?I didn’t touch it yet.I just kept my hands where they were, curled slightly on my lap, and stared down at the black file like it might explode if I opened it wrong.The silence was thick now. It pressed into my skin.Still, I didn’t reach for it.I did

Last Updated : 2025-07-10

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