All Chapters of The Lycan Inheritance: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

He’s staring at me. He hasn’t taken his damned eyes off me from the moment I walked into the room.Khloe picked my dress out, it’s tight but breathable. I felt ridiculous but now, seeing the effect I have, I’ll admit I feel beautiful. I feel attractive, worthy even. It skims down over my breasts, giving enough hint of my cleavage to be sexy without being inappropriate and the colour, the dark red, well it makes my skin glow, like I’ve spent days sunning myself on a beach and not crying every night away in heartbreak.Ryker murmurs something in my ear. I don’t hear it though, I’m too busy doing everything not to look at Adriel because I know if I do, I’ll crumble. So instead, I smile at his brother, smile at his sister too.Cain gives me a warm welcome as does his other parents.And then we sit. Ryker was good enough to ensure there was a place setting for me ahead of time so there’s no awkwardness, and Khloe made sure that that we could sit next to each other, that under no circumstan

Once again, she’s clinging to me. Hanging on my arm as we walk away from my family. I can feel her nails digging into me and for the first time, it feels like tentacles gnarling at my skin.I can smell the hint of my Little Wolf, though. I can smell that she came down this corridor barely ten minutes ago. But I also know she snuck out once the meal was done.That she probably did it to avoid talking to me.I let out a sigh. One of frustration.“It’s been a long night.” Lia says.I nod, only she has no idea how painful tonight has been. She sat beside me, her hand on my lap, as if she couldn’t bear not to touch me and the whole time my senses, my Lycan, everything was honed in on the girl at the other end of the table.When she spoke, it was like everything else dimmed. When she smiled at my brother it was like my heart twisted in fury. And when she was talking about her family, I could see it, both the pain but also the love she has for them.But I felt a bitterness too, my own bitter

I don’t return to my room. Our room, technically.Instead, I sleep in my office. On the couch - which turns out to be more than useful when Ezekial decides to pop by unannounced.Apparently, they want a face-to-face meeting with the humans. And I’ll admit I’m pleased for the distraction. Focusing on ruling is far better than focusing on the shitshow that is my private life.He of course asks after Lia, and that inadvertently confirms my suspicions about Cassandra. That she too is playing games. I make a few noncommittal comments and when he tries to discuss the potential of pups, I all but kick him out. I don’t want to have that discussion and by the feel of it, my Lycan really doesn’t.I head down to the main hall after. It’s been a while since I’ve spent any real time with my Pack and because Lia has occupied the majority of it for a while I get lost in just being me, just being with them, almost reacquainting myself.And then I see them, Maricela and Ryker. They’re sat at the compl

Maricela freezes, looking at me like she has no clue what is going on.“Play along.” I mouth silently.She grits her teeth, a flash of sympathy taking over her beautiful features and for a moment I fear she’s going to ruin it, that she’ll disagree, break this entire spell and my grandmother will react the way she always does, with confusion, hurt, upset.“I came,” Maricela says softly as she crosses the room. “It’s been a while. I wanted to see how you’re doing?”Gods, I think I could kiss her. She acts so natural, sitting down in the chair, taking her hand the way my mother really would if she were here.“I’m fine.” My grandmother says more haughtily. “But you know my son, he likes to be in control.”Maricela nods, smiling gently. “Yes, he does.”“Who wants a drink?” Layla asks behind us and I turn seeing that hesitant look on her face still. She’s clearly looking to grill me, and I can’t say I blame her.I nod, slipping back out, leaving the pair of them alone and hoping that Marice

She slips away as soon as we get back to the Residence. I don’t know what I expected, I don’t know how this would end but to just watch her go - Gods, I hate that. I hate that I hate that. Maybe some part of me wanted today to cement the fact that we’re not mates, that all this connection is as pretend as I’ve convinced myself it is.Only, it feels like I’ve shot myself in the foot. It feels like all I’ve done is make this entire situation even more confusing. She feels even more real now. As if before, my mind was so focused on the physical aspects of her, and not anything deeper.I snarl, running my hands through my hair. Who the hell am I right now? I was never like this. Never confused, never conflicted. I’ve always been decisive, action focused, a true leader, but right now, I feel like I look in the mirror and I have no idea who is staring back at me. I feel like a shell of my real self. I feel like everything that makes me me has somehow been lost and I don’t know how to get it