All Chapters of Lycan King's Cursed and Rejected Mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

KAELIf it’s tearing me up this bad, an Alpha with a powerful wolf to anchor me, how much worse must it be for her? I thought rejecting her would kill the bond, but it’s like hacking at a rope that just won’t break.I lay on the healer’s table. Sweat covered my body while I shook uncontrollably. I felt a wave of pain as though there was liquid fire trying to burn me from the inside out. My muscles contracted to the point where I was fairly certain they were in danger of ripping, and each joint in my body hurt as if it had been forcibly dislocated. I gripped my chest, willing the searing ache in my heart to end, but it kept hammering. I groaned, trying to stifle the cry. One week had passed since Maya left.But the agony worsened with each passing day, which kept reminding me that the connection was not some old wives’ tale to be shrugged off.The healer hesitated a moment, and then his brow furrowed in concern. “You’re condition’s worsening, Alpha,” he mumbled, sounding uneasy. “I’v

KAELMy heart thudded with a blend of dread and trepidation as soon as I stepped out of my car in front of the Ashbourne’s Pack house. I wasn’t scared or confused. I knew exactly what I was doing, and I knew I had to do this. I wasn’t here for Maya. I only came to see her parents, have a little talk with them, and then drive back to my place. But who was I kidding? Because deep down, I wanted to catch a glimpse of her so bad, even if it were for a second. Ever since my chat with Tobias, Fenrir had been pacing back and forth in my mind. I thought I’d feel better once he finally responded, but my condition only worsened. He wanted her so badly it weakened him. And now the healer’s potions weren’t even working, no matter how strong the dose I took.I didn’t come alone. I wanted to, but being the king of the Lycans, I had to have protocols. Tobias walked beside me, and twelve other warriors accompanied us. Alpha Darius stood outside with his wife, Luna Seraphina, and their other daught

FINNA week and a half had passed since she had gone away. We’d been talking every day, mostly via text and sometimes through occasional video calls. It brought me comfort knowing she was alright.As I approached the front door, a familiar scent filled my nose. My stomach gave a loud rumble, and a smile tugged at my lips the moment I realized I wouldn’t be choking down another sad bowl of instant noodles tonight. I hurried inside.“Dad?” I called after the mouthwatering aroma made me follow into the kitchen. Standing by the stove in his apron was my father, Alaric Tanner, the hardest-working Beta of the Ashbourne Pack I’d ever known.“Dad!” I hurried over to him and wrapped my arms around him.“Finn!” he chuckled, hugging me back. “You’re back early. I was hoping to have this done before you got home. How was patrol?”“Very long,” I said, breaking our embrace. “You told me you’d be gone another week. What are you doing here?”He smirked as he arched an eyebrow. “What? Do you want me t

MAYASunlight pierced my eyes, waking me up. It had been weeks since I missed out on school. It was time to go back.As I got up, I stretched my back, wincing at the slight twitch I felt. The scars were gone, but the pain was still there. My eyes caught me in the mirror. The girl looking back at me wasn’t the Maya I’d known. She was stronger, bolder, a bit different.A soft knock interrupted my thoughts, and the door opened. It was Mirian, my nanny, Miriam. She rushed over and grabbed me from my arms. “Maya, sweetie, you shouldn’t be getting up? Remember—”“I’m good, Nan,” I grinned soflty. “Trust me, I feel better now. I want to go back to school.”“But your health… I can’t risk it,” she gently rubbed my arm. “Why not just wait another week? I’ve spoken to your teachers, and they’d let you take the tests you missed.”“That’s exactly why I have to go today,’’ I countered. “Midterms are coming up, and I have a lot of work to catch up on.”“Fine.”She sighed and patted my hand lightly.

MAYAAfter the cafeteria mess, I tried to stay low. Someone filmed me fighting back, and the clip spread fast on our group chats. I felt bad inside. I only wanted the bullying to stop. I didn’t mean to turn into them. I kept my head down in the halls, avoided eyes, and spoke only when needed. The whispers followed me, but I ignored them. When the last bell rang, I ran out of school. Some kids shouted, offering rides, but I kept walking fast. Being noticed felt strange and scary. I was used to being invisible, not the center of talk.My head was full of the day. What is happening to me? But I had no time to think deeply. My shift at Coffee Nook waited, and I needed the calm it gave me.The small coffee shop sat on a quiet street in our little village. I called it a village because most people nearby were old folks, and they were our best customers. They came every day, same time, same order. I pushed the door open, and the smell of fresh coffee and sweet pastries hit me like a warm