Todos los capítulos de The Lycan Princess' Revenge : Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Lucianne~During the entire dinner my mind had travelled to another realm entirely. The table was filled with joyous conversations and congratulations. Everyone acted as though they did not see the eye patch strapped to Raphael's face. I felt like I was going crazy.The only people that seemed to show any bit of the tension was my family. They all seemed to be glancing suspiciously at each other. Then it clicked, it might have been because of Raphael's state that she had looked so perplexed.But now, she was eating and not meeting my eye. Something was wrong but I was the only one being kept in the dark. The tension gnawed at me like a relentless itch I couldn’t scratch. As I picked at my food, my mind raced, trying to piece together the fragments of unease that swirled around me. The table was alive with laughter and cheerful banter, yet all I could focus on was the silent, looming presence of Raphael, the eyepatch a glaring reminder that something was terribly wrong. How could every

Lucianne~When I awakened, Raphael was not in bed. It was a relief because I could not quite understand what had happened between us the previous night. It had been so spontaneous and overwhelming, a whirlwind of emotions and sensations that I wasn’t sure how to process. My body still hummed with the afterglow, but my mind was a tangled mess of thoughts and questions. What did it all mean? What would it change between us? Would it change anything at all?I sat up slowly, pulling the sheet around me as I glanced around the room, trying to gather my thoughts. The bed was empty, but the faint scent of Raphael lingered in the air, a reminder of what had transpired. My heart ached with a mixture of longing and uncertainty. I wanted to find him, to talk to him, but at the same time, I was afraid of what he might say—or worse, what he might not say.Taking a deep breath, I slid out of bed, the cool air brushing against my skin as I searched for my clothes. My movements were slow, deliberate,

"Father," Raphael interrupted, a warning in his tone, though it was softened by the affection in his eyes.I liked the man that he was around his father. Despite his condition, he seemed to breathe life into Raphael. It made me even more endeared to him."See?" His father said. "He is so embarrassed that he won't let me expose him." He pouted and turned to his son. "You will have to leave. I want some time to bond with my daughter-in-law."Raphael glanced at me and without much hesitation, I nodded.He got up, feigning annoyance. "Alright, but don’t believe everything he says, Lucianne," Raphael teased, a faint smile on his lips as he turned to leave. His father waved him off with a chuckle, and soon, it was just the two of us in the room.As the door closed behind Raphael, his father’s demeanor shifted slightly. Though the humor remained in his eyes, there was a gravity to his expression that told me he had more to say, something serious that he had been holding back."Lucianne, let

Raphael I opened my eyes when I no longer felt the warmth of her skin against mine. Panic momentarily coursed through me until my gaze clashed with a pair of green eyes. I rose from the bed. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “Why aren't you sleeping?”“Can I heal it for you?” she asked. “The eyes….. can I replace it?”I blinked before I smiled wryly at her hopeful expression. “If you want to try….” I told her before reaching up to loosen the patch. “Go ahead.”She sighedand reached out, cupping my jaw.She closed her eyes, her brows tinkling in concentration. When she opened her eyes again, they were glowing. Nova’s ability was coming to the forefront.She traced her thumb over the missing eye. The warmth of her light made my body relax, but apart from that, nothing happened. After that…. nothing.I watched her shoulders slump. She raised her hand to look at it. “But why?” she murmured in dismay. “I’m a healer, aren't I?”I simply took her hand and raisedit to my lips, placing a kiss on her k

message, they walked ahead of us, matching my father's pace to make it easier for him."You look happy, my dear," he was the first to speak. "You have a light in your eyes, one I never thought I’d see again.""There are so many things to look forward to, Father. I have reasons to be happy."A peaceful smile crept onto his face. "I’m glad. You deserve all the happiness our world has to offer. I just wish your mother had been here to see it." Solemnity crept into his voice.I grabbed his hand in that moment, and he halted in his tracks, turning to face me with a question in his gaze."I met her, Father. I met Mother."He seemed to freeze, and I found myself gripping his hand a bit tighter. "Father..."He finally seemed to snap out of it, blinking at me, his expression overtaken by astonishment and fragile hope. "What... You met her? Your mother? Where?" He wasn’t sure what exactly to say."In strange, dreamlike visions. The first time was at the arena when I found Nova, and the second w