All Chapters of When My Mate Chose Another, the Lycan King Chose Me: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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101: Just Listen to me

Natasha’s POVAfter breakfast, I could barely breathe. My smile had felt like a mask the whole time, stretched across my face until my cheeks ached, but the moment I left the dining hall, it dropped away like it had never been there. The corridors felt longer than usual, colder too, my steps echoing softly against the tiled floor as though the walls themselves were mocking me. I hated that I couldn’t stop replaying every little glance, every stiff exchange, every moment of silence that had sat like a wall between Lucien and me.By the time I pushed open the door to my room, the weight of it all pressed so heavily that I didn’t even bother removing the jewelry or the shoes. I wanted nothing more than to collapse face-first into the bed, to bury myself in the sheets and pretend the world outside didn’t exist. My feet dragged across the rug, my body craving the soft, cool embrace of the mattress.But before I could even reach the edge of the bed, a sharp knock echoed against the door. I

Last Updated : 2025-09-27

102: You can

Natasha’s POVThe next morning, I stood in front of the mirror, staring at a face I almost didn’t recognize. The glass reflected a woman who looked composed, calm even, but I knew the storm churning beneath my skin. My eyes were restless, shifting too much, betraying the unease that no amount of careful posture could hide. My hands gripped the edges of the vanity as though the cold wood could anchor me, and my lips pressed together, trembling faintly every time I exhaled.Can I really do this? The question had circled my mind from the moment I opened my eyes, sitting there like an uninvited guest that refused to leave. It whispered through every thought, every breath, clawing at me with doubt. I thought of what Lucien had said the day before—his steady voice, his piercing gaze, the way his words had left me unsettled but strangely determined. Train me. He had offered to train me. To give me something I had once asked for, something I thought I wanted, though I hadn’t weighed the cost.

Last Updated : 2025-09-28

103: In the Dark

Natasha’s POVThe corridor was silent, save for the faint echo of my own heartbeat thrumming in my ears. It was 11:50 p.m., and I stood before the heavy oak doors of Lucien’s room, my hands trembling at my sides. The air felt thick, charged with something I couldn’t name, and his scent—rich, earthy, with a hint of cedar—seeped through the cracks, pulling at me like a tide. Why was I here? I didn’t have a clear answer, only this gnawing need, this restless ache that had driven me from my bed, down the winding halls, to this forbidden threshold. The guards at the side remained unshaken as I contemplated whether to go in or not, but I cared less about them. I raised my hand, fingers hovering over the wood, hesitating. My knuckles rapped lightly against the door, the sound barely louder than a whisper. I held my breath, straining to hear any movement from within. Nothing. No footsteps, no rustle of fabric, no sign of life. My chest tightened, but I knocked again, harder this time, the s

Last Updated : 2025-09-29

104: I can do whatever

Natasha’s POVThe air in Lucien’s room was heavy, thick with the weight of his scent—cedar and musk, a heady mixture that clung to every surface and wove itself into my senses, making it hard to think straight. My heart pounded, a frantic rhythm against my ribcage, as I sat on the edge of his bed, my hands gripping the burgundy sheets as though they could tether me to reality. The moonlight filtered through the heavy curtains, casting silver streaks across the room, illuminating the sharp lines of his silhouette where he stood at the foot of the bed. His presence was overwhelming, a force that seemed to pull the very air toward him, leaving me breathless. His shirtless torso gleamed faintly in the dim light, the contours of muscle and shadow drawing my gaze despite my best efforts to focus on the words I needed to say.My questions hung in the air for a couple of seconds without getting a reaction from him.His expression didn’t shift, but I saw the faintest tightening of his jaw, the

Last Updated : 2025-09-30

105: I'm Scared

Natasha’s POVI tasted cedar on his breath. His heartbeat was strong against me. For a second, I felt like I was floating. My wolf liked it, but I barely noticed. Lucien’s hands, his mouth, the way he pressed into me like he never wanted to let go. Like he’d been waiting forever.When he finally pulled back, it was only enough to let me breathe, his forehead resting against mine, his eyes dark and searching as they locked onto mine. His breath was ragged, matching my own, and I could feel the tremor in his hands where they still gripped my waist. “Don’t,” he said, his voice rough, almost pleading. “Don’t say I’ll never love you back. Don’t say it’s delusional.”I stared at him, my lips tingling, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure he could hear it. “Lucien…” I whispered, my voice barely audible, my mind still reeling from the kiss, from the weight of his words. “I didn’t mean—”“You meant it,” he interrupted, his voice low but firm, his gaze unwavering. “You meant every word, Natas

Last Updated : 2025-09-30

106: I love you

Natasha’s POVThe air inside Lucien’s room felt different now. Softer. Quieter. Like the whole world had taken a step back and left just the two of us here, suspended in this fragile moment that didn’t feel entirely real. His lips lingered on mine, slow, steady, as if he wanted to taste every second of it. My hands stayed on his shoulders, my fingers curling into his warmth, needing to hold onto something solid. Beneath the surface calm of his touch was strength—undeniable, steady—and it made my heart race even harder, a wild hammering I couldn’t calm.It wasn’t nerves anymore. No, this was something else—something brighter, alive, rushing through my veins like fire. My wolf stirred inside me, restless, almost dancing with joy. She had been waiting for this, waiting for him, for the moment the King wouldn’t just act out of duty but would finally choose us.Lucien pulled back just a fraction, enough for his forehead to rest against mine. His breath came uneven, brushing against my lip

Last Updated : 2025-09-30

107: Another round

Natasha’s POVTears welled in my eyes, but I didn’t speak. I couldn’t. Words weren’t enough for the swell of emotion rising in me. So instead, I kissed him—hard, desperate, my hands cupping his face, pouring everything I couldn’t say into the press of my lips. He groaned into the kiss, his hands sliding up my back, pulling me closer until there was no space left between us.We moved slowly, carefully, but with a fire neither of us could hide anymore. Clothes fell away, touch after touch grounding me in the reality that this was happening, that it was us, finally us. His skin against mine was heat and comfort all at once, like touching home for the very first time.When we finally came together, it was overwhelming. My wolf howled inside me, triumphant, ecstatic, her joy shaking through my body until I felt almost weightless. Everything clicked into place, like I had been waiting my whole life for this one moment.Afterward, tangled in his arms, my cheek against his chest, the sound of

Last Updated : 2025-09-30

108: Your first

Lucien’s POVThe morning light crept through the heavy curtains, soft and pale, casting a gentle glow across the room. For the first time in what felt like forever, I didn’t want to move. Didn’t want to climb out of bed, didn’t want to face the world waiting outside these walls.Natasha was curled beside me, her body tucked against mine, her breathing slow and even, like she was still lost in some peaceful dream. She looked like an angel, her dark hair spilling across the pillow, her face smooth and calm, softened by sleep.The sight of her made something warm and heavy settle in my chest, a feeling I hadn’t let myself linger on for years. She was beautiful—always had been—but this morning, with the quiet of dawn wrapping around us, she looked almost otherworldly, like something too perfect to belong to the mess of my life.She must have been exhausted from last night. The thought brought a faint smile to my lips, a flicker of pride mixing with the warmth spreading through me. It had

Last Updated : 2025-09-30

109: We're done here

Lucien’s POVThe chamber where the elders met was cold, the kind of cold that seeped into your bones no matter how many layers you wore. The high stone walls loomed around us, carved with intricate patterns that told the history of our pack, stories of kings and battles and sacrifices that felt heavier today than they ever had before.The long oak table stretched across the center of the room, polished to a shine, reflecting the flickering light of the torches mounted on the walls. The twelve elders sat in their high-backed chairs, their faces stern, their eyes sharp and unyielding, watching me like hawks circling prey.I stood at the head of the table, my hands clasped behind my back, my spine straight, though every muscle in my body felt coiled, ready to snap.The air was thick with silence, heavy with expectation, and I could feel the weight of their stares pressing against me. My wolf stirred, restless, a low growl rumbling deep in my chest, but I forced it down, keeping my face c

Last Updated : 2025-09-30

110: All over

Natasha’s POVThe water fell in steady streams, sliding over my skin, running down my shoulders and pooling at my feet before swirling into the drain. The sound filled the bathroom, echoing softly against the tiled walls, but it wasn’t enough to quiet the rush of thoughts in my head. I pressed my palm flat against the cool wall, closing my eyes, letting the heat of the shower wrap around me like a cocoon. It had been three days, yet every time I let my mind drift, I found myself right back in that moment, reliving it all.That night.The night he marked me.My breath caught, even now, as the memory washed over me. The look in Lucien’s eyes, the way his touch had burned and soothed at the same time, the low rumble of his voice when he whispered my name—it all felt as though it had been carved into my soul. And when his teeth sank into the curve of my neck, when that fire spread through me, sealing what words never could, I knew nothing would ever undo it.I lifted my hand slowly, my fi

Last Updated : 2025-09-30

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