All Chapters of Mated To The Quadruplets Lycan Alphas : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Kavian’s POVMany days had passed, and today would be the full moon. I didn’t know why, but a sense of unease clung to me, heavy and persistent, like a shadow I couldn’t shake. I had this bad feeling that something would go wrong today. I didn’t know what exactly—only that Rose wasn’t safe. The thought lodged itself in my chest and refused to move.It almost felt like paranoia. Since we arrived in the city, my father hadn’t done anything—nothing obvious—to suggest he intended to harm Rose. And that was what frightened me the most. The silence. The restraint. It felt calculated, like something being carefully put together beyond my sight. I could feel it in my bones—he was planning something. I just didn’t know what.So even before the day fully woke, before the city stirred, I went to Rose’s room. I stood there quietly, watching her sleep, her breathing slow and steady, her face calm in a way the world rarely allowed her. The sight of her like that—peaceful, untouched—was one of the m

Rose's POV My heart hammered wildly in my chest as my mate’s father, Alpha King Armon, said those things—his gaze fixed on me in a way that felt deliberate, assessing. Not rushed. Not angry. It was the kind of look a predator gives its prey when it knows there is no escape, when the outcome has already been decided. The air felt thinner with every second that passed, each breath scraping my lungs, and I was certain my life could be snuffed out at any moment.Then, just as abruptly, his expression shifted. The weight in his stare vanished. His shoulders straightened, his features smoothing into something cool and unreadable, as though that silent threat had never existed at all. As if he hadn’t just stood there measuring how easily I could be destroyed.“Did my son by any chance tell you where he was going?” he asked.“No. Like I said, I met his room empty,” I answered, my voice steady by force alone.“So you didn’t see or speak to him?” he said softly, but his eyes never left mine, s

Rose's POV With my legs wrapped around his waist and his hands doing more than just holding my butt, he walked us to his bed, kissing—slow at first, then deeper, like he had nowhere else to be. Each step made my body sway against his, the steady strength in his grip grounding, protective, intoxicating.Falling on the bed, he gave me only a few seconds to get myself before he dived right in, kissing and touching my body, his warmth pressing into me while my hands moved over his sexy, slender, muscular frame, memorizing the lines and tension beneath my palms as if I might need them later.“Ah…” the moans started escaping from my mouth as his lips traveled from my mouth to my neck, lingering there, while his hand explored the inner and outer skin of my left thigh, fingers gliding, then lifting it higher. The mix of that slow, deliberate touch, his mouth against my skin, and my hands roaming his body sent shivers spiraling through me. Pleasure bloomed everywhere at once, and without thin

Rose's POV I paced back and forth in my room, the floor beneath my feet wearing thin under my restless steps. My chest felt tight, my thoughts racing faster than I could hold onto them. Kavian. Had his brothers reached him in time? Had they pulled him out, alive—or was I already too late?Questions piled on questions, each one sharper than the last, and the not knowing was torture.I should have been there. At the rebels’ camp. Fighting for him. Standing between him and danger the way he had done for me more times than I could count. Instead, I was trapped here, useless, while my mate’s life hung in the balance.Thanks to Alpha King Armon.My mind slid back to the moment he’d ordered me to leave the rescue group, his voice calm, almost gentle, as he said the battlefield was no place for a woman. The words had sounded like concern, like protection—but I wasn’t naïve. There was nothing protective in his eyes when he said it. If anything, there had been calculation. Whatever his reason

Rose's POV “Brother, help her, please,” I said to Arman.His gaze shifted to Daniella on the ground. She was gasping, fingers clawing weakly at the dirt, blood soaking through her clothes as her breaths came in broken, desperate pulls—as if the air itself was slipping away from her.Arman’s jaw tightened. Then he frowned and turned back to me.“I came here for you and you alone, brother,” he said, stepping closer, already reaching for my chains.“No—brother, help her first. Not me. Please,” I begged, my voice breaking as I strained against the restraints. “Brother, please.”He didn’t answer. He didn’t even look at her again.The chains snapped apart under his strength, and the moment I was free, I dropped to my knees beside Daniella. My hands shook as I pressed my fingers to her neck, searching, hoping—anything.Nothing.Her chest no longer rose. Her eyes stared blankly past me. The warmth was already leaving her skin.“I told you to save her,” I said quietly, closing my eyes as my f