All Chapters of Fated to My Brother in-law, The Lycan King: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

LUCIAN "Lucian?" Cassandra called, staring up at me."Yes," I blinked. "Did you hear what I said?"I frowned, "I'm sorry, what did you say?" I asked,"Your ex dropped a letter for you. Do you want to read it, or should I save you the trouble and burn it?""Right." I muttered, "I heard that. I uh...." I dragged.Do I want to read it? He's gone from my life, I don't like him or rather my feelings for Elias is more, so.....What do I want??I don't know, should I? Should I not? Goddess, why was this so hard? No, I shook my head. This is not hard, so why was I making it hard on myself. "Alright then," Cassandra muttered, "I have your answer." "What?""I'll burn it." Cassandra replied,"No!!" I said quickly, "What?! No, no, no, don't burn it. Give it to me."Cassandra narrowed her eyes, "Are you sure? Is that okay? Is it even safe for your heart?"I rolled my eyes at her, "Come on, don't be so dramatic."She smiled and dipped her hands in her pocket, "Are you sure? Make a decisio

LUCIAN Even though I found him annoying, a very comfortable silence descended on us. Although, he keeps sighing every now and then."I feel frustrated," Edyrm said after a very long while. I glanced at him, I didn't want to engage him or anything, but he really looked sad.And despite everything, I couldn't stop myself, "What's wrong? What's got your frustrated?""Everything," he sighed, "Things aren't going as planned because I didn’t expect Rowan in the equation.""I thought it's pretty much common for a dark Elf to have plans A to at least G, you're saying you only had one plan in mind? Didn't look forward in time?"He ran his long, thin fingers over his hair, "I can try to stop the war with Rowan, but that would cost me a lot.""How much of a lot are we talking about?" I asked, "If there was any chance that he could stop this goddess forsaken war, I'd really appreciate it if we did."My life kind of cost? I'll have to go to Rowan, and Vulwin is going to get tired of me. He

LUCIAN "Lucian...." She whimpered, "You shouldn't have interfered.""And have you taken? Are you insane?"She went quiet, avoiding my gaze. "You know what would happen if the guards had captured you?" I yelled, "I don't think you know, because if you know Elias would torture the living daylight out of you, you wouldn't have attempted to get captured."She sat on the floor and drew her knees up to her chest."Now, explain yourself Cassandra and tell me why you fucking key Seraphina go, knowing how much of a terror she is.""You wouldn't believe me," she whispered. "I am asking for an explanation because I want to believe you, what's so hard in explaining yourself? Why? You wanted more of the war? You're working with the Dark Elfs now? Edyrm put you up to this?""Can you stop blaming Edyrm for a second?!" She yelled, her eyes running wild, "Why are you so quick to judge him? Why wouldn't you give him a chance or something? What the heck is wrong with you? Are you looking for some

LUCIAN The meeting room felt too small for the tension pressing in from every side.I leaned back in my chair, arms crossed, my gaze sweeping across everyone gathered around the table. They all looked really serious, their expression tensed and worried This wasn’t just another meeting about the pack and things it needed to be better.This was about winning and ending the war.Or losing everything.Elias stood at the head of the table, his presence dominating the room without effort. He didn’t need to speak or need to move. The weight of his authority and aura alone kept everyone focused.My mate.Even now, in the middle of war planning, my attention drifted toward him. The tension in his shoulders. The calm expression that hid the storm underneath. The quiet strength that made everyone look to him for direction.Being mated to the Lycan King meant I noticed everything about him, whether I wanted to or not, and right now, he had my attention.Edyrm stood to my right, arms folded, hi

LUCIAN THE WARThe truck rattled like it was trying to shake itself apart.I stayed low among the soldiers, pressed between steel and sweat and the weight of bodies packed too tightly together. No one spoke. The only sounds were the grinding of tires against rough terrain and the distant, low tremor that rolled through the air every few seconds.War.Even from miles away, it had a sound.I kept my head down, hood pulled forward, my scent muted beneath layers of dirt and iron. These weren’t his soldiers. They didn’t know who sat among them. To them, I was just another body heading toward the front.That was exactly how I wanted it.After Elias left and he'd made sure to let me know about my predicament, I'd, of course, tried using spells to break the chains. It only bounced back, so I'd gone the humanly way. I broke the bones in my fingers till it was like jelly, then squeezed my hands out of the chains, making it in time to follow the last truck leaving. A man across from me shift