All Chapters of The Mad Lycan King's Wrong Luna: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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41. Is Nathan important to you?

"Um… about the girl," I began, my voice quieter than I intended. "Is she… is she still in your life?" Silence. Cassian didn't answer immediately. Instead, he leaned back slightly in his chair, his gaze locking onto mine with unsettling focus. It felt as if he was studying me rather than considering the question. Then his lips curved. It wasn't a smile. It was something sharper. "Such double standards, Isabelle." My breath hitched.He tilted his head slightly, eyes darkening. "You didn't answer my question about Nathan," he continued, his voice smooth, almost lazy. "And yet you expect me to answer yours?" Heat crept up my neck. This petty man. Why bring that up now? "That's not—" "What?" he cut in softly. He leaned forward now, resting his forearms on the table, closing the distance without touching me. "Are you jealous?" My grip tightened around the fork. "I'm not—" "You are," he said calmly. He didn't sound like he was guessing or teasing. He said it as if it were a f

Chapter 42

Author's POVThe Swanlake Alpha’s mansion had always been a place of power.Every conversation held weight. Every decision carried consequence.And this late morning, the atmosphere in the main sitting room felt heavier than usual.Alpha Swan sat at the head of the room, a glass of scotch in his hand, his expression thoughtful.Luna Swan sat beside him, composed as always, while Vanessa and Lucas occupied the seats across from them.A large screen glowed softly on the wall.Displayed on it were photos that had shaken the entire world.The Lycan king, Cassian Knight and Isabelle Quinn were officially engaged."The Knights and the Quinns…" Alpha Swan muttered, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. "I didn't expect them to move this quickly."Lucas leaned back slightly, his brows drawn together. "It changes everything. It will shake the entire structure of our world…pack territories, alliances, and influence. Whoever stands close enough will reap the benefits."Alpha Swan nodded; Lucas

43. You lied to me

Author's POV Cassian watched Isabelle in silence. The way her fingers slowed around the fork. The way her gaze dropped too quickly. The way her breathing changed—just slightly, but it was enough. ‘Nathan.’ His eyes darkened, almost imperceptibly. Was she planning to lie to him again? “We had a deal,” he murmured. "You said you'd answer my question truthfully.” Isabelle felt tongue-tied. Why must he keep doing this? What did he expect her to say when she had denied it so vehemently earlier. However, she knew she couldn't lie again this time around. “Yes,” she said in a low voice, barely a whisper. The answer echoed in his mind like a blade, his jaw clenching. His inner darkness, which had been very tame in her presence, reeled within him, trying to break through. Trying to take over. He forcibly shut 'it' down, but it was impossible. It was as if ‘it’ couldn't accept the fact that someone else was important to her. Cassian didn't like her answer either. Her drunk

44. Testing something

The sound rang too loudly in the quiet room, leaving me mortified."Don't move." Cassian's voice cut through sharply.But it was already too late. I had stepped back on instinct.A sharp sting shot through my foot.I sucked in a shaky breath, freezing in place."Don't move," he repeated.This time, I listened. I didn't dare take another step, feeling stupid like a kid caught with her hand stuck in a cookie jar.The woman didn't move either. Neither of us spoke as Cassian stood up.There was no hesitation.He simply rounded the corner, picked up a dustpan and brush, returned and crouched down.He cleared the shards quickly and efficiently. like he had done this a hundred times before.His expression was unreadable.The room felt… strange.Too quiet.Too tense.When he was done, he didn't say anything.He just walked toward me.He then bent slightly and lifted me into his arms. Like it was the most natural thing in the world.My breath caught as my arms instinctively wrapped around his

45. Was he capable of such gentleness?

Without breaking eye contact, Cassian reached over and picked it up.Ryan's name flashed on the screen.My heart stopped."Cassian—"He swiped the screen to answer, ignoring me. He pressed the phone to his ear."Speak."One word. His tone changed instantly. Even the air felt cold."Where is she?" Ryan's voice came through, his voice tense. I could hear him since Cassian was close to me."She's with me," Cassian said.There was silence."You took her away yesterday without permission… it's past noon," Ryan said. "I'm outside; bring my sister out."Cassian's grip on the phone tightened slightly."Your sister?" he repeated, almost amused, his tone dangerous."Yes,” Ryan answered. “I took Isabelle out of the house to cheer her up because someone couldn't control his emotions and scared her..."Cassian's narrowed eyes moved toward me; a sharp glint flickered beneath the surface.I hurriedly shook my head.What was Ryan trying to do?"...I'm here to take her home; Isabelle is my responsibil

46. He wasn't entirely convinced

#End of Flashback# Selena's cheeks burned even now at the memory. She had accepted the arrangement, telling herself that being his bedmate was enough—that one day he might crave her the way she craved him. She had endured the clinical sex, the emotionless commands, the way he used her body without ever truly seeing her. But today, watching him care for another woman…their enemy, with such instinctive gentleness…it shattered something inside her. She shifted uncomfortably on the sofa, thighs pressing together as fresh embarrassment flooded her. Even after nearly two years of sharing his bed, he had never carried her. Never cleaned up after her. Never looked at her with anything close to the storm she had glimpsed in his eyes when he looked at Isabelle. So he was capable of it… just not with her. The documents in her lap suddenly felt heavy and pointless. She was here as his secretary, yet she felt like an intruder. She strained her ears, hoping to catch some sounds f

47. I wasn't asking you

Yvette's POVThe sound of the shower stopped. For a few seconds… I heard nothing.Then the door opened.Cassian stepped out with a towel hung low on his waist, showing that V-curve. I hurriedly looked away, feeling mortified.If he caught me staring, he didn't show any reaction.I heard him entering the closet, and when he emerged, he was dressed again, every line of him composed—hair slightly damp, black shirt clinging faintly at the collar.The air shifted as soon as his gaze found me, blue eyes filled with that same unsettling focus.Something in my chest tightened. He wasn't looking at me like before. Before, there had always been a layer of calculation, distance, and control. Now…There was still control. But it felt thinner and sharper. He looked dangerous.Cassian didn't speak right away. His eyes moved over me slowly—not in a rushed or hungry way, but in a way that made me feel… assessed.My fingers curled slightly at my sides. "Cassian…" I started, not understanding why my vo

48. Get used to it

Cassian didn't react. He looked at Ryan, unbothered… as if the hostility didn't quite reach him.Then he looked at me. "Let's get you home," Cassian said. Ryan let out a short, humourless laugh. "Yeah. With me."There was a pause."No." Cassian's tone wasn't loud, but it landed with finality. Ryan straightened, pushing off the car."You don't get to decide that."Cassian's gaze didn't waver. "I already did." A quiet silence stretched between them—tense, suffocating. It was as if they were having a staring competition.Ryan's eyes flicked to me."Isabelle. Come here."My chest tightened. Instinct told me to move. To go to him like the real Isabelle would have done, to keep up appearances as siblings. But I didn't. And that hesitation was enough. Ryan watched me, his expression hardening further."Isabelle," His voice was sharper this time.I swallowed, instinctively taking a small step forward, before my brain could catch up, and then I stopped.Because Cassian moved. It was just

49. Nowhere to hide

The car came to a smooth stop in front of the Quinn estate, and for a long moment, neither of us moved.The engine was still running. I reached for the handle."Wait." Cassian's voice stopped me.My fingers stilled, and I slowly turned, meeting Cassian's heated gaze. "Where is your wolf, did you lose—" "I didn't—" I cut him off, too fast. “You didn't what…You didn't lose her?” Cassian added, “I can smell your blood, Isabelle. An alpha’s daughter doesn't have such slow healing abilities.” “I…” My words were stuck in my throat. Cassian knew I was wolfless. Oh gods, would he realise I was a fake?” “I don't know what you're talking about,” I said, frowning slightly. I was feeling more unsettled than I wanted to admit. "My having slow regeneration doesn't mean anything." "It does." His gaze held mine for a second longer. Then he reached forward. I stiffened, thinking he was going to touch me, but he only opened the door."Go," he said. “Tell me when you're ready. I've all the time i

50. It had only just begun

Shit. I took a step back instinctively. One second, I was in front of the wardrobe door; the next second, I stepped into the shadows beside the wardrobe. My back hit the wall, my hand coming up to cover my mouth. The door handle turned again, and I stopped breathing. Ryan stepped inside. I could see him from where I stood, hidden in the narrow space between the wardrobe and the wall. He walked in slowly and paused.My breath stuttered.He knew something was wrong. My pulse roared in my ears, and I couldn't breathe.Ryan's gaze swept the room. The desk. The bed. The floor. And then his gaze stopped on the open panel. My stomach dropped. He stepped toward it, each step measured, his movements deliberate. He stopped, staring at the empty space where the diary had been. Then he let out a slow exhale, his eyes narrowing. I could tell right then that he had figured it out. He knew it was me. And that made it worse. Cold sweat trickled down my spine, my heart drumming so lou

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