All Chapters of The Lycan's Curse - His Hybrid Mate : Chapter 81 - Chapter 87

Derek POV:  The moment Cyre says it, I stiffen. "You scream, Alessia." No. Absolutely not. I step in front of her on instinct, the way I always do when the unknown dares to reach for her. My claws are already out, though I don't remember unsheathing them. Cyre's too close to her again. Too close to danger, to all of this. "She's not doing that," I growl, eyes locked on Raven's glowing form. Alessia places a hand on my arm, gently, grounding me. Her touch always cuts through the rage, but this time it barely scratches the surface. "Derek..." she says softly, and I hear it - not fear, not hesitation. Conviction. "No." I turn to her, voice sharp. "You don't know what will happen if you scream right now. Your power isn't stable yet. What if this thing inside Raven tries to latche onto -onto you -

Raven's POV: Long after Cyre left. I sit with the book, fingers twitching at the edges of the pages trying hard to read it. But I can't. The text ripples in front of me any time I try to. I blink. Again. Nothing. I sigh. What the hell is wrong with me? I mutter, shutting the book with more force than necessary. The wind shifts. And then I smell it. That scent. Familiar - sharp like burned safe, laced with crushed petals. It's hers. Olivia. Along with it, there's a scent that doesn't belong. I rise slowly, scanning the treeline from the edge of the den's eastern garden. The moon casts pale shards through the forest canopy - and then I see it. A cloaked figure. Moving swiftly among the trees. "What the hell - ?"

Derek's POV: I walk ahead towards my office, my jaw taut, beneath my silence is fury. Alessia and Darren, just behind match my pace. We don't speak until we reach the office, and even then, it's the heavy this of the door closing that breaks the tension. Raven is already there. She stands near the window, arms crossed, hood down. Her fox ears twitches once in greeting, or warning - I can't tell. She turns slowly, and her eyes - still unnervingly gold - land on me first, then Alessia. "You tortured her," she says flatly. No judgement. Just a fact laid bare. "She warned it," I reply. "And she still didn't talk." Raven's gaze lingers on Alessia. "But you got close. She's shaken. That matters." I step forward. "Why are you here, Raven? You weren't supposed to leave your tent, the wings given to you for the duration of you

Derek’s POV: Two Moons Later I sit in my office, eyes skimming over pack duties, barely focused. The weight of the past few weeks presses down like stone—battle councils, alliances, endless rebuilding. Just as I’m about to call it a night, the door bursts open. Darren barrels in, panting like he outran a storm. “What in the gods’ name are you breathlessly here for, Darren?” I groan. “If this is about another event, I swear I’m done attending anything for the rest of the month.” He cuts me off. “The Luna—” I blink. “What about Alessia? Is she throwing another—” “She’s in labor!” he blurts. I freeze. “What?” “The baby is coming, Derek!” he shouts. I