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All Chapters of Her Secret Lycan Prince: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1

POV: Vera I had one day left. Tomorrow, everything my parents had built would belong to the pack. The house, the furniture, the savings. And my four-year-old sister and I would be thrown out with nothing. One week ago, our Alpha had called me to the great hall. He'd told me, with all the warmth o

Chapter 2

POV: Vera I hooked his arm over my shoulder and hauled him upright. He was taller than me by at least a head, and heavier than he looked. My knees buckled, and I gritted my teeth. Leaving him here to die wasn't an option. My parents hadn't raised me to walk away from this. Dad used to say that the

Chapter 3

POV: Caius I was shirtless, wrapped in bandages, sitting on her couch and that’s what she had to ask? I looked at her: small, barefoot, clutching that stuffed bear. The child stared at me like she'd asked the most reasonable question in the world. What kind of pack had I wound up in? In the capita

Chapter 4

POV: Vera I kept waiting for him to take it back. All morning, while I cracked eggs and sliced bread and scraped dried blood from under my fingernails, I expected Caius to walk into the kitchen and tell me he'd changed his mind. That he'd been delirious. Or polite. Or just outmaneuvered by a four-

Chapter 5

POV: Vera For a second, nobody moved. Caius's fingers were locked around Gareth's wrist. He hadn't raised his voice. Four words, and the yard went quiet enough to hear the frost cracking in the grass. Gareth looked at him — the bandages, the borrowed shirt, the way he leaned against the doorframe

Chapter 6

POV: Caius / Vera Caius Rend was laughing at him. Your cover is about to blow, Rend said, his voice lazy and amused inside my skull. The girl saw Marcus kneeling. You're done. I didn't respond. I watched Vera set the grocery bags on the porch steps, her brow pinched, her gaze bouncing between me

Chapter 7

POV: Vera I grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up over his ribs. The old bandages came off in long, steady strips. I worked around the edges where the gauze had stuck to dried blood, and my fingers moved on muscle memory. I'd helped my father patch up patrol wounds since I was twelve. Dad

Chapter 8

POV: Vera I closed the front door behind me and pulled the chain from my shirt. Mom's necklace sat in my palm. A simple, small crescent moon pendant on a thin silver chain. She'd worn it every day for as long as I could remember. When I was little, I used to reach up and grab it while she held me,

Chapter 9

POV: Vera Tyler straightened. "I'm her fated mate." The words dropped between them like a stone in still water. I was halfway up the path, still in my work apron and sweat-damp shirt from the Omega House, grocery bags cutting into my fingers. Of all the ways I'd pictured this moment over the years

Chapter 10

POV: Vera / Caius Vera My heart flipped even as I told myself I'd imagined it. Caius wasn't jealous. We were strangers who'd struck a deal so I could keep my house and he could recover in peace. The man ran cold. That was all. He'd been cold when he was bleeding out on my couch. He'd been cold whe

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