All Chapters of Lycan King's Cursed and Rejected Mate: Chapter 341 - Chapter 350

MAYAAs Kael and I returned to the pack house, the afterglow of our intimate moment still warming me, I noticed a group of people standing in the front courtyard.They weren't pack members; that was clear as soon as we drew closer. These strangers wore warrior clothing in colours unfamiliar to the White Mountain region: deep purples, midnight blues, and burgundies rather than the traditional golden colour that was the Fangridge'Callen was the first person to see us, and immediately, he announced Kael's presence: "The Lycan Leader is here."Immediately, the warriors formed neat lines, standing at attention. Kael walked between them, his hand gripping mine as he guided me forward. We stopped before someone with their back turned to us, speaking quietly to another warrior.The figure turned, and I felt Kael stiffen beside me. I couldn't blame him; the woman before us was breathtaking.She stood nearly six feet tall, with a willowy frame that looked both delicate and powerful. Her hair f

KAEL"I'll try to keep Circe away from the pack house," Tobias said as we walked through the corridor. "That should prevent any issues between her, Maya, and you." He gave me a meaningful look.I scoffed, irritated by what he meant. "I'm over that now. I truly love Maya.""As if," Tobias replied with a knowing smirk. "I remember how you used to sneak Circe out to the forest daily to do naughty things with her. You were a whore, Kael. Surprisingly, you want one woman.""That was a long time ago, Tobias, and all the girls wanted me. I was young, had fewer worries, plus my grandfather never had any problem with it as long as I didn't get them pregnant.""Well, you two always had chemistry. If not for your grandfather's interference, you would have married her," Tobias said.His words stirred memories I'd rather forget: stolen moments in the forest, promises made in the heat of passion, and the painful separation that followed."I know," I chuckled. "We were so perfect together.""She sti

MAYAI wanted to puke so bad.Everything was overwhelming. The scents, the food, the flowers by the window, the small bit of food on Alpha Korin's upper lip, the way one of the Alphas was eating … everything irritated me.And this nausea…I stuck my tongue on the roof of my mouth, praying it would pass…"Why not?" Darren laughed dryly. We need to know if this is going to be our last battle. Everyone knew Aeron was a great Moonwhisperer, the best. He didn't need to beg warriors from other packs to travel halfway around the world to help him fight the Dark One. He did so himself.""No one is interested in listening to what Aeron did," Kael growled. "If you do not want to be here, I'll permit you to go home with your warriors, Darren. I wouldn't have invited you if you were the last man with a billion army on earth.""Boys," Circe drummed her hands on the table, shifting everyone's attention to her. "Aren't you too old to still be squabbling? This is not training school. This is a seriou

MAYANanny stiffened. "Maya, don't say a word. We're leaving."I put a hand on her arm. "Wait." Suddenly curious about Circe's sudden change in tone. I turned back to her. "If Kael knew about the babies, it would complicate things."Circe nodded. "Yeah. That sounds right. He's too selfless and good for this world and us. Like it or not, Maya… Kael's too good for you.""And you don't like that?" Nanny snapped.Circe gave a contemplative stare and shook her head. "If he finds out, he'd never let you fight, lead, train, or do half the things you're supposed to do. He'd wrap you in a cocoon and call it love."For a moment, none of us said anything. There was a wistful smile on Circe's face as she stared into the distance. After a while, she turned back to me."You're carrying two babies, Maya." Her eyes shifted to my stomach. "Wow, it's true. You're carrying boys, Maya. Thorne Ashvale would have no choice but fall in love with you. You'll be the first woman to bear sons without years of w

MAYAThe scene shifted. Aeron sat in a tent with three elders, with grave expressions."You’re a Moonsinger," the eldest said. "Born once in a generation. Your voice can command the beasts because you share their nature.""I’m not a beast," Aeron protested. "I’m a warrior. I was born to fight; enough of all this talk about Moonsinging. Besides, didn’t the High Priestess already confirm that I lost my powers?""You did lose your powers, Aeron, but you’re fighting with Neriah’s sword. You should not forget that. You’re both," the female elder replied. "And now you must learn to control this gift before it controls you, since you have Neriah’s sword."Aeron shook his head, sinking the sword in front of the Elders. "I was only forced to retrieve it because it seemed like the only thing that could kill Ferals, but it doesn’t work. I don’t want this. Find someone else.""There is no one else," the third elder said firmly. "The Dark One has returned, and only a Moonsinger can face him.""And