All Chapters of The Dirty Blood Mate Of The Lycan Alpha : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

LyraConsidering the fact I had woken up before, my eyes fluttered open but this time around I wasn't in the Lupari pack. I was present in my own pack, but it wasn't shredded. The familiar scent of pine and fresh earth filled my lungs, a stark contrast to the sterile smell of the lab I had just escaped. I sat up abruptly, heart pounding, when I noticed I was alone. The room was dimly lit, with shadows dancing across the walls.I looked around, to see River and Rowan beside me. My mother Elisa, uncle Gerald and Ember. "Why... why are you all here?" I asked in surprise."Mother, you worried us, you were glowing and not waking up. So we called Nana Elisa and Uncle Gerald," Rowan said."What do you mean I was glowing?" I asked again, because this time around I was confused."Your hair and body radiated with ethereal light. It was supernatural, Lyra. At first we all tried to wake you up, but it was of no use, so we all had to wait. And Rowan was right, you got us so worried," Ember said."

Crimson pack Ugh, where the hell am I? A sharp groan left Isabella's mouth. Her head throbbed as she tried to piece together the fragments of her memory. What happened? She questioned herself, trying to sit up despite the dizzying ache.She looked around, but the familiar walls of her quarters were nowhere to be seen. Darkness pressed in from every angle, broken only by a faint, flickering torchlight that seeped through rusted bars. A bad stench hit her nose-cold stone mixed with rot and something metallic. Then she remembered that this wasn't her room, nor was she in the omega lounge.Because of her wolf's heightened eyesight, she could see through the dark. This was the dungeon. The one she always heard about in hushed conversations. Never once did she imagine she'd end up here, locked behind iron bars that seemed to pulse with a faint, magical hum.She recalled the night. She had slipped out of her room, drawn by a strange noise echoing through the corridors. Curiosity-her ever‑pr

EthanI asked again, "What is he doing here?" Richard's angry glare pointed at me. I was so confused... wasn't he happy to see me? Wasn't this my first time coming here? Didn't he know I was from Crimson Pack? My head was a mess, but I stood still, letting the rest talk so nothing would escalate."Father, please, not now. There's a lot of things that happened. Don't blame him," Chloe butted in for me."I don't give a damn about whatever happened. This cursed man doesn't deserve to be in this pack. After what he has put me through... my family, you..." Richard's voice trailed off as he glanced at me once more. "Come to finally destroy my pack like you did six years ago?"Six years ago? What was he talking about? I wasn't here six years ago. I didn't even know what he was referring to - or was I? I couldn't look at him; all I witnessed was pain and grief, so I stared at my feet."Please, Father, stop. He doesn't remember a thing. We're all here for a good cause," Chloe chimed."Good cau

Lyra~I felt it again.She was here.I looked through my window and saw the day hasn't even broken yet. Her call was like a whisper threading through my veins. It felt like a pulse, slow and steady... I saw a silver yet faint light and I followed it to its direction.I had spent years denying these powers, this darkness and her presence. Maybe the Moon Goddess was right and it was time I accept my place and finish this once and for all.When I got out of my room and out of the main pack house, unnoticed, I hesitated, my breath curling and taking in the cold air, my fingers tightened against the hem of my coat.Fear and yet anticipation warred inside of me.The silvery light which was like a thread pulled me towards the clearing that leads to the woods.I was having second thoughts, but what was there to lose? I'd rather acknowledge her call or she would force it into me.After all, I was her reborn.I finally reached the woods, where normally my pack members would use for hunting.The

EthanThe sun had set and it was already late in the night. I was outside the pack house, the night cool air brushing against my skin. I stood on the balcony overlooking the training grounds, the faint scent of pine and earth drifting with the wind. I could see warriors all around; they looked like they were minding their businesses, but I knew it was Alpha Richard's doing, just to watch my every move.Dominic joined silently, his presence heavy but oddly grounding. For a moment, neither of us spoke. The only sounds were the low hum of the forest and the footsteps of the guards that passed by."What was it like..." I finally asked, my voice breaking the silence. "Growing up, your time alone without the pack and growing up with your mother?"A bitter smile curved on Dominic's lips. "You mean the woman who taught me to kill, tainting my childhood?" He exhaled, the sound soft and hollow. "It wasn't life, Ethan. It was survival. Every day was a lesson in pain and obedience.""You know, Et