All Chapters of The Mad Lycan King's Wrong Luna: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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51. Do it discreetly

I stayed there… on the floor. My back pressed against the wood.The diary clutched tightly against my chest like it could shield me from everything that had just happened.My eyes stung. My lungs burned… Even breathing hurts. I dragged in a breath… Then another…again. It still didn't work. It still didn't ease the tightness in my chest. Ryan's voice kept echoing in my head."You're mine. Just like she was."My fingers tightened around the leather cover until it hurt."No…" I whispered under my breath, shaking my head. "I'm not her."The words felt hollow.Because right now… I wasn't sure who I was. How did it become like this? How did my life turn out this way? My eyes lifted slowly, scanning my room… The pink walls, the four-post bed draped in princess pink silk, and the walk-in closet filled with clothes I didn't even recognise. Clothes I didn't really own. Did I even belong here? In this room, in this world? The silence pressed in… Heavy and unforgiving.My thoughts started

52. Cassian is suspecting the Quinns

Yvette's POV On my way to the hospital, numerous questions kept running through my mind.Who did this?Was his condition serious?Is Cassian all right?I literally jumped out of the car the moment it stopped in the hospital's parking lot.After I hung up in a panic, I tried calling Randy again to ask for the location and ward number, but my calls kept going to voicemail."The Knights only go to one hospital, Premier Care Hospital; it's a hospital under Knight Corporations. Cassian should be admitted there," Joel had said when I told him and Estelle what happened.They were shocked to say the least. I mean, it's Cassian Knight we're talking about.It's obvious he has many enemies due to his social standing, but for someone to be brazen enough to actually go through with it?It was something else entirely.I made my way to the reception desk when I heard Eric, the driver who had brought me here under Joel's instructions, shutting the door, followed by his hurried footsteps behind me."

53. We meet again

"Isabelle?" He called out, his gaze softening. If I hadn't seen it myself, I'd have thought I had been hallucinating."Come here," he added. He tilted his head at the man he was speaking to. "Leave us, Alex." The man—Alex—left us, the door clicking shut behind me. For a moment, no one spoke; we just stared at each other. Cassian sat propped up against the hospital bed, a faint line of dried blood still visible near his temple even though he looked completely fine. A monitor beeped steadily beside him, but it did nothing to soften the atmosphere. If anything, it made it worse. Because he didn't look like a patient. He looked like a man interrupted. His blue eyes locked onto mine, intense and unreadable. He extended his left arm toward me. "Come here, Isabelle." I hesitated for half a second before I finally took a step forward. Then another, stopping a few feet from the bed."They said you had an accident…" I said softly, the words leaving me before I could stop them. Cassian d

54. Her truth

Author's POV James didn't answer immediately. He kept staring at Isabelle, his gaze searching… like he was revisiting a memory… and trying to match it to what stood in front of him now.Then he smiled—an easygoing, harmless smile."You really don't remember?" he asked her, his tone polite… "We seem to have met before." He caught the panic in her eyes that she tried to hide. How her eyelids twitched and became even more certain. There was no mistake. The face, the voice… even the hesitation.… So why was she lying about her identity? Why was she pretending to be another person? She had already given herself away in the hallway when Randy introduced them. Randy introduced him as Young Master James, but she had called him Mr Anderson. With such poor acting skills, how can she pull it off? He wouldn't be worried if it were someone else she was deceiving… but it was Cassian. Cassian Knight. Does she know what Cassian does to people who lie to him? People who betray him?"I think you

55. What had I just done?

Yvette's POV I melted into Cassian as he sealed his lips over mine. The kiss didn't start with the violence of his usual demands. Instead, it was a slow, deliberate exploration—as if he were trying to memorise the texture of my soul through the seam of my lips.He took his time; he kissed me slowly as if savouring every movement. His tongue teased mine in a steady rhythm… His right hand stayed on the side of my face holding me in place. I kissed him back with equal intensity, holding onto his shoulders to steady myself. I felt like I was unravelling, piece by piece, and he was the only thing holding me together.The warmth of his mouth and the way his chest rose beneath mine – it was all too much… too good. Then his phone rang. Cassian groaned into my mouth, pulling away with a frustrated sigh and picking up his phone, swiping it to answer. He placed the phone to his ear, his gaze holding me in place. "Speak," he said into the phone, voice low and controlled. I didn't hear wh

56. Not about what you think

I sat in silence for what felt like an eternity. While I was still lost in thought after my call with Ryan, the bathroom door opened and Cassian stepped out in his silk pajamas, his intense gaze immediately falling on me. "Why are you sitting there?" "Huh?" I blurted, and got myself together, "I…I was waiting for you," I added quickly. Cassian's intense gaze remained on me for a long time before he nodded. "There's a towel and a night gown inside for you," he gestured to the bathroom. "Oh…okay, thanks," I let out and hurriedly made my way to the bathroom, hoping he didn't see how nervous I was. I only let out the breath I didn't know I was holding when the bathroom door shut behind me. What the hell, Yvette? It's just bathing… Besides this would happen every day after you get married… Just get used to it. I inwardly scolded myself and began taking off my dress. I don't remember getting under the shower, bathing, and scrubbing myself until my skin became red. My thoughts wer

57. Mature Content

Author's POV Isabelle's world narrowed to the press of Cassian's lips against hers. He kissed her softly, like a tentative exploration that sent a shiver racing down her spine. His mouth moulding to hers with a restraint that made her pulse stutter, the faint salt of his skin mingling with the clean, soapy scent rising from his still-damp hair. She froze for a heartbeat, her hands still braced on his chest.Her hands fisted the silk of his pyjama top where it stretched across his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart beneath her palms—faster than she'd expected, mirroring the frantic rhythm echoing in her own ears. This was the first time Cassian had kissed her like this; it felt raw and consuming, his lips parting hers with a slow, deliberate pressure that coaxed her mouth open. Her breath hitched, a soft whimper escaping as his tongue brushed hers, warm and insistent, tasting faintly of mint from whatever he'd used in the shower. The sensation pooled low in her belly, a

58. Mature Content

Isabelle threaded her fingers into his hair, holding him there, her other hand clutching the headboard for leverage as her body undulated against him. He switched to the other nipple, teeth grazing the areola in a teasing scrape, the faint coppery taste of her skin blooming on his tongue while he hummed his approval, the vibration making her thighs quiver. "You're doing so good, sweetheart," he praised between licks, his breath fanning her wet skin, cooling it into gooseflesh. "Your tits respond to me like they were made for my hands. So responsive, sweetheart. You're going to feel everything I give you." Tears pricked her eyes—not from pain, but from the raw intensity of it all. She'd never been touched like this…never felt so exposed, so desired. Her body trembled in his lap, the bulge of his erection pressing insistently against her soaked panties, and she shifted, embarrassed by how wet she already was. Cassian noticed, of course… and his eyes gleamed with satisfacti

59. Mature Content

Yvette's POV "Taste yourself on me later," he said, a wicked promise in his voice, before capturing my lips in a slower kiss, letting me taste the salt of my own arousal. His cock strained against me still, hard and insistent, a reminder that this was far from over. "We're not done, sweetheart. Not by a long shot. I want to feel this tight virgin pussy around me, stretching for my cock until you're begging for more." My heart stuttered at his words, fear and excitement warring inside me. This was Cassian—dangerous, intense, the man who'd upended my world—and I was falling deeper into this twisted romance we'd started. He shifted us then, laying me back on the bed with careful strength, his wounded arm forgotten in the heat. His hands roamed my body, stripping away my night gown to bare my breasts fully, his mouth descending to suck one nipple into the wet heat of his mouth.I arched, moaning softly, the tenderness after the storm making everything feel even more intimate, more

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Author's POV After numerous rounds of lovemaking, where Isabelle had more orgasms than she could count, Cassian finally reached his peak and spilled his semen in her warm cunt. She took all of it without protest, her walls squeezing and clenching his length as she milked him dry. Their gazes locked onto each other as they both breathed hard, Isabelle's pace perfectly matching Cassian's ragged breathing. Cassian supported his upper body on his elbow as he stared at the little woman who lay weakly beneath him.Her face was flushed with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, her hair was scattered messily, and her lips were parted as she breathed through them.Her usually large eyes looked dazed and droopy as if she were just a few seconds from falling asleep. She looked so docile and innocent as she blinked slowly like a newborn baby checking out their new surroundings. She looked so cute that Cassian wanted to hide her from the whole world.He was the only one who deserved to see

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