Chapter 113

*Aloria* The sun filters through the trees, casting a warm glow on the forest floor as I stroll along the edge of our territory. The gentle breeze rustles the leaves above, and the sweet scent of blooming wildflowers fills the air. I can hear the distant sounds of laughter and celebration from the pack, but for now, I relish this moment of tranquility, soaking in the beauty of the day. It is so nice that I can now walk her without fearing for my safety… I am not naive, I know there are still dangers in the world… there are rogues and werebears and people who are simply evil… but there is no one who has their eyes aimed at me, and it feels so glorious to just be able to enjoy a walk. My hand slides down to rest on the small bump in my belly. I am so exited to become a mother, to see River as a father. And I am so happy for both his and the rest of the pack's reaction, I know our little pup will be loved and spoiled in the best of ways. As I meander along, I spot a familiar figure e

Chapter 114

*Daphne* The forest is alive with the soft whispers of nature, and I find myself lost in its beauty as I kneel on the cool earth, gathering herbs. The vibrant greens and earthy browns surround me, but my thoughts are elsewhere… on Kellan. I can’t help but blush at the memories of his charming smile and the way his laughter dances in the air. Every moment we share feels like a dream, but there’s a shadow lingering in my heart, one I can’t quite shake off. What if he finds his fated mate? The thought gnaws at me like a persistent ache. I’m not a werewolf; I’m just a witch girl in a world filled with magic and power. How could I ever compete with someone destined for him? I can’t deny that I’ve fallen for him, but the fear of being left behind looms large. What if he meets someone with a connection that I can’t provide? I take a deep breath, filling my lungs with the sweet scent of wildflowers and the earthy aroma of the herbs I’ve gathered. I need to talk to him, to voice my worries

Chapter 115

*Aloria* The sun begins its descent, casting a golden hue over the forest as Daphne and I make our way back from the pack school. We’ve spent the afternoon surrounded by laughter and the delightful chaos of children learning and playing. It’s been a joyful escape, yet my heart races as we approach the clearing where our pack resides. As we step through the trees, I stop in my tracks, my breath catching in my throat. The sight before me is nothing short of magical. The area is adorned with vibrant flowers in shades of lavender and blush, their sweet fragrance wafting through the air, mingling with the soft glow of fairy lights that twinkle like stars against the dusk. “What is this?” I whisper, my heart fluttering in my chest. Daphne’s eyes widen in delight. “It looks like a celebration! Maybe for you?” Before I can respond, I see him. River stands at the center of it all, radiating strength and warmth. His dark hair catches the light as he turns, his piercing gaze locking on

Chapter 116

*River* The air is thick with anticipation, a charged energy that seems to pulse around the room, mirroring the rapid thudding of my heart. I pace back and forth, my hands clammy and my mind racing with a mix of excitement and anxiety. Today is the day, and I can’t shake the feeling that the universe is holding its breath along with me. Aloria is in our bedroom, surrounded by the warmth and love we’ve cultivated together. I can hear her soft gasps, the sounds of her labor echoing in the air, mingling with the sweet scent of lavender that Daphne had insisted would help ease the pain. The walls of our home, usually filled with laughter and joy, now resonate with a different kind of energy… one of creation and new beginnings. Kellan leans against the doorframe, his expression a mix of concern and encouragement. “You okay, man?” he asks, his voice low and steady. I nod, though I can feel the tension coiling tighter in my chest. “I just… I can’t believe it’s actually happening. I’m goi

Epilogue

7 years later*Aloria* The sun filters through the sheer curtains of our home, casting a warm golden glow over the chaos that is our living room. I can hear the happy cacophony of voices echoing through the halls… Rowan’s laughter rings out as he races around the furniture with Colin, Daphne and Kellan’s five year old son, while our daughter Hazel’s giggles blend harmoniously with the sounds of their play. I can’t help but smile as I lean against the kitchen counter, my hands resting on my rounded belly, feeling the gentle flutters of our third child inside me. It’s hard to believe that seven years have passed since that life-changing day when Rowan made his grand entrance into the world. Now, he is a spirited seven-year-old with a penchant for adventure and mischief. He’s always dreaming up new games to play, his little imagination bursting with life. Hazel, our four-year-old princess, is quick to follow her brother into any escapade, her golden curls bouncing as she runs. They’re

All Chapters of The stolen lycan princess: Chapter 111 - Chapter 115

Chapter 113

Chapter 114

Chapter 115

Chapter 116

Epilogue