All Chapters of The Lycan’s Fated Mate: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

As soon as Susan left the room, silence fell like a thick curtain. Dmitry remained motionless for a few moments, his eyes fixed on the door through which she had exited, jaw clenched, hands still balled into fists at his sides.Alexei was the first to move, casually leaning back against the table, but there was a rare shadow in his clear eyes.“So… She’s going to set aside the sweet girl.” His voice was low, almost a murmur. “Dmitry, are you sure you can handle this?”Sasha, who had come back inside shortly before, crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe.“She killed one of Yelena’s lycan guards and a Changeling without even touching them, Dmitry. Neither of them was ordinary.” He smiled sideways, but there was no humor in the gesture.Dmitry finally took a deep breath, his blue eyes flashing in the soft glow of the lights.“I know exactly what Susan is capable of.” His voice was cold and contained, but inside him, something roared.“Mine. She has always been mine. And even so

The convoy advanced along the road lined with pine trees, headlights cutting through the damp darkness of dawn. Inside the lead car, Dmitry sat in the front seat, eyes fixed on the tablet displaying the route map.Alexei was in the back seat, speaking on the phone with one of the Pavlenko clan informants.“The Zakharovs are already in position to the south. The Smirnovs are handling the barriers. Orlov is sending a squad to reinforce the west side.” Alexei paused, frowning. “Dmitry, if any of the Pavlenkos blink in the wrong direction, I’ll let you know. They’re still… digesting the fact that they’re on our side.”Dmitry grunted low, without looking away.“Good. I want eyes on everything. Today we don’t make mistakes.”Susan sat beside him, silent. The reflection of the cold light danced across her golden eyes as she stared at the road ahead. Her fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, an almost casual gesture, but the scent of ozone and iron lingered around her, as if the magic was st

Outside, under the pale moonlight, Susan leaned against the hood of one of the armored jeeps, legs crossed, her golden eyes fixed on the sky. The wind played with the loose red strands around her face, and a small smile curved her lips.Dmitry found her like that, and felt his stomach tighten.“Fuck… Look at her… All mine. So beautiful it hurts. I want to throw her on the hood and fuck her until sunrise.”“My malyshka. My personal hell. My damnation.”He crossed the space between them in long strides.“You knew you were driving me crazy in there, didn’t you?” Dmitry growled low, his voice rough.Susan turned her face slowly, her eyes shining with pure provocation.“And did I succeed?” she murmured, her voice soft as velvet.He stopped in front of her, so close he could feel the heat of her body through their clothes. Dmitry’s blue eyes burned, pupils dilated, jaw clenched.“Touch her. Rip that clothes off. Show this female who this pussy belongs to.”“You walk past me like a hurricane

“Is that all?” Alexei stepped out of the armored car with his hands in his pockets, his eyes fixed on the two prisoners kneeling on the ground, handcuffed with silver steel and blindfolded. “I expected more noise from those Demidov sons of bitches.”“There was enough noise,” Sasha replied, getting out from the opposite side and slamming the door hard. “But Susan made sure to end the show in style. You should have seen it.”“I saw some of the show on the drone before the image turned into a red and black blur,” Alexei grimaced. “Did her magic fry the circuits or what?”“Do you really think any human technology, even mixed with magic, could withstand that?” Sasha gave a passing soldier a pat on the shoulder, signaling for them to take the prisoners to the Rurik interrogation wing. “It was like watching a heart explode from the inside out… multiplied by ten.”Alexei whistled, impressed, but his gaze shifted when the bodies started being carried away. The dead Demidovs, one by one, being

The water continued to cascade over their naked bodies, now exhausted and entwined. Steam filled the bathroom, but it was the heat between them that truly set the space on fire.Dmitry still held her as if she were made of glass and sin at the same time. His intense blue eyes never left her face. There was something beyond raw desire in them. A kind of raw, silent reverence that escaped even the Lycan’s control.Susan let out a satisfied sigh and rested her forehead on his shoulder, leaving a lazy kiss on the skin marked by nails and bites.“If this is your way of apologizing…” she murmured with a hoarse little smile, “I accept. Maybe. I’m still thinking about it.”Dmitry laughed lowly, that deep laugh that vibrated more in his chest than on his lips.“You are insatiable, malyshka (little one),” he said, running his hand through her wet hair, brushing it away from her face. “Still want to torture me?”She lifted her gaze, freckles scattered across her face, her green eyes once again s