All Chapters of When My Mate Chose Another, the Lycan King Chose Me: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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11: A broken Rule

Lucien’s POVIt had been a week since she came. A slow, strange week. One where the palace felt colder in places it used to burn, and warmer in corners I never gave a second glance. She hadn’t said much since the night of the contract. But I saw her.In the hallways. On the balcony, once, when the wind tried to tangle her hair. At breakfast when she sat quietly, eyes down, fingers stiff. She was trying to disappear and yet somehow, she never left my mind.The Council Room was dim today. The morning sun couldn’t quite cut through the long shadows of the chamber, and even the torches lining the stone walls flickered like they didn’t want to stay lit.Twelve seats. Twelve men. All old and wise enough to know when to keep their mouths shut. Most of them anyway.I stood at the head of the long table, hands behind my back, watching them from where they sat in rows, each one dressed in black or dark grey, their cloaks heavy with power and arrogance.My voice was calm when I spoke.“There will

Last Updated : 2025-07-11

12: A Red Haired

Natasha’s POVThe past week hadn't been half as bad as I thought it’d be. At least, not in the way I expected. I hadn’t been dragged into dark rooms or forced to kneel for anyone or slapped for blinking too slow like I was back home. No one shouted orders at me. In fact, no one said anything much. I was left alone, like an untouched ornament on a shelf. Dusted once and then forgotten.The bed was too soft, the pillows too many. The bath was warm every evening. My meals came on time. My clothes were washed and pressed before I even thought of them. But that was the problem. Everything was done for me. No one asked me to scrub, to carry, to run, or to fetch. Nobody handed me a broom. I hadn’t swept a floor or folded a sheet since I got here, not even my own.And it was driving me insane.I didn’t know what to do with myself. I’d wake up and just… exist. Stare at the wall. Walk from one end of the room to the other. Pace. Try to read but not understand a thing I was reading. Sometimes I’d

Last Updated : 2025-07-12

13: You Shouldn't be here

Lucien's POVThe garden was quiet. Not dead quiet—the trees still rustled, the petals still swayed, and the fountain still hummed its low, watery tune. But it was a different kind of quiet, one I hadn't noticed until it shifted. Something in the air shifted. Just slightly. Like the wind was holding its breath.I turned.Not because someone called me or because there was a sound—but because I felt it. That strange, unmistakable weight of being watched. Not danger. Not threat. Something else. Like a presence that didn’t want to be seen but couldn’t help looking. My eyes moved fast, scanning the path between the pillars, the archway beyond the hedges.Nothing.But she was there.I knew it.She had a way of moving through air without making sound. But her presence always rang loud in my senses. Like thunder in slow motion. Natasha. She had come to find me. And now she was leaving, even though I hadn't seen her. But I felt her leave. I felt it in the sudden absence. The quiet returned to be

Last Updated : 2025-07-13

14: Ashley!

Natasha’s POVThe sound of laughter echoed from the far end of the hallway. I stood still, just behind the tall glass doors that opened to the grand ballroom. It wasn’t fully dressed yet. The floors were being polished to a mirror shine, golden ribbons stretched across the arches, and the maids scurried in and out with arms full of flowers and trays. The room was filling with light and color, and... life. And it was all because of one thing.Me.I took another step forward, and my fingers brushed the carved wood of the doorway. I didn’t mean to linger, but I couldn’t move either. I just stood there, watching them hang more garlands, wheel in golden carts of wine, fix little crystals along the chandelier chains. My name was being whispered from one end to another. They called it a banquet. A welcome party. Something about formalities and honor and presenting me properly to the Kingdom.I couldn’t believe it.Was this all really for me?Me?I didn’t know how to feel. I wasn’t used to th

Last Updated : 2025-07-14

15: Come with me!

Lucien’s POVAshley flinched at the sound of my voice, her smirk slipping for half a second as she turned toward me. I didn’t wait for her to say a word. My steps were already loud against the marble, sharp and fast, cutting through the thick, choking tension between them. I reached them in seconds, eyes burning, hands clenched, blood humming with something I hadn’t let out in years.I didn’t say anything at first.I just walked straight to Natasha and pulled her gently by the arm, moving her behind me without a second thought. She didn’t resist. She looked up at me with wide eyes that still carried the sting of humiliation, confusion tightening the corners of her mouth. Her hands were trembling, not out of fear but restraint—like she had wanted to scream but swallowed it because she didn’t know if she was allowed.Ashley stumbled as I stepped between them.She wasn’t expecting the movement. Her heels twisted awkwardly and her hand flew to the side to balance herself against the wall,

Last Updated : 2025-07-14

16: He's still your mate

Natasha's POVThe slap echoed in my ears long after the sound faded.I didn’t move. I couldn’t. My body was still frozen from the moment he stepped in front of me, from the way his voice had cracked through the air like thunder, from the fire in his eyes when he looked at Ashley.And then, the way he looked at me.Like I was worth something.Like I wasn’t just some girl in borrowed clothes standing in a hallway too grand for her shadow.For a second, something bloomed in my chest. I didn’t name it. Didn’t dare. But it was there. Quiet and warm. The feeling that maybe I wasn’t as invisible as I’d thought. Important maybe. "Come with me!"His voice pulled me back, sharp again. Still full of that same heat, but not the soft kind. Not the one I wanted to feel.I followed.His grip wasn’t tight, but it wasn’t gentle either. He didn’t look back once. Just stormed ahead, dragging me down two corridors and through a door I hadn’t noticed before. A study maybe. Or a waiting room. I didn’t hav

Last Updated : 2025-07-15

17: Not me

Ashley’s POVI wasn’t going to come.Not after the slap. Not after he humiliated me in front of some nobody. Not after he looked at me like I was the dirt beneath his boots. I had packed my bags, had even zipped up the last suitcase and tossed my heels into the corner. But when the music started drifting in through the open windows, when I saw the lights blinking across the courtyard like stars had fallen to the earth, something in me shifted. Something old and ugly that refused to stay buried.I stood by the window for nearly half an hour, arms crossed, chewing on the edge of my lip while watching the maids scurry in their stiff white uniforms, watching the guests in rich colors and long cloaks pour into the ballroom. I told myself I wasn’t interested. That I didn’t care. That they could crown her Queen tonight for all I cared.But I still got dressed.I didn’t wear anything too loud. Nothing golden or red. That would be too obvious. Instead, I wore black. One shoulder bare, a slit d

Last Updated : 2025-07-16

18: Set up

Natasha’s POVEverything looked perfect on the outside. The lights. The glitter. The clinking of wine glasses. The soft music from the corner of the hall floated lazily around the chandeliers. Every flower was placed exactly where it should be. Every ribbon matched. Every smile was wide enough to pass.But something felt wrong.I stood in the middle of it all, dressed in silk I couldn’t afford in my past life, hair pinned like a crown I hadn’t earned, face painted to look like I belonged. And yet… I didn’t.People walked past me, murmuring their greetings. Their bows were shallow. Their eyes were quick to turn away. Their lips didn’t quite match the shape of their words. Even the compliments felt too polished, like glass held too tightly in the hand, waiting to cut.I smiled too. Because what else could I do?I kept turning my head, hoping to find Lucien’s eyes in the crowd, but he wasn’t there. Not anymore. I saw him when the party first started. He stood by the stairway, tall and qu

Last Updated : 2025-07-16

19: Silver blade

Natasha's POVIt started like a shift in wind. One moment I was standing by the corner table, still catching my breath from the storm of whispers, and the next—faces were turning. Slowly. Almost too slowly. Like they had been waiting for something. For someone to nod. For a silent cue.I saw them.A small cluster at first. Three... no, four of them, breaking away from the crowd. Their smiles were gone now. All of them. Even the ones who had been pretending just minutes ago. They weren’t hiding it anymore.And at the front of the group, hair as red as spilled wine and eyes set with purpose, was her.Ashley.The dress she wore shimmered like it had been sewn from moonlight, clinging to her body like it belonged there. She didn’t look like someone who had been humiliated days ago. She didn’t look like someone with shame. She looked like someone with unfinished business.My legs refused to move.She kept walking. They all did. I could hear the heels clicking softly over the marble. Slow a

Last Updated : 2025-07-17

20: 11:59PM

Natasha’s POVMy phone was lying right there beside me on the bed, screen still lit with my mum’s contact photo and that long-distance signal bar blinking weakly. The call had been on for over twenty minutes, and not once had she dropped her voice since I picked."Who leaves their bride on the altar and walks away? Where is it done?!" she snapped again, her voice rising sharp and heavy, like she was standing right in my room, arms folded with her scarf halfway off her shoulder.I sighed, pressing the base of my palm against my forehead and shifting where I sat. My back was against the headboard, legs pulled close to my chest. "Mum, calm down. Just calm down, please," I whispered.She wasn’t listening. She never did when she was angry or worried. And right now, she was both."Calm down? How can I calm down? Do you know how many people are calling me. Did you see what people are saying about you on Facebook? Twitter? Instagram? They’re dragging you like you’re—"I sniffed and reached fo

Last Updated : 2025-07-17

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