All Chapters of The Lycan’s Fated Mate: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The entrance to Rurik Motors seemed more imposing than Susan remembered. The cold, modern architectural lines now carried a new weight. It wasn’t just a building. It was Lycan territory.She walked beside Dmitry. Her heels echoed on the marble floor like nervous little clicks, and his hand, holding hers firmly, was the only stable point amid the chaos beginning to form in her mind.The moment they crossed the glass doors, the stares came.The receptionist froze with the phone in the air, forgetting the call she was answering. Two security guards straightened instinctively, and a group of employees near the elevator fell silent at once.It was impossible not to notice Dmitry Rurik’s presence. But what truly captured everyone’s attention was her.Susan Grigorieva. The publicity advisor who had disappeared overnight after the VDNH event. The woman involved in the scandal whispered about in the hallways. The human who had faced the fury of a Lycan.And who was now returning… at Dmitry Rur

The corridor was empty, except for them. Dmitry watched her, standing still, his blue eyes less icy now, carrying a different weight that even he didn’t know how to name. Susan discreetly wiped her face, as if she didn’t want him to see the marks of what she had read.He approached slowly, as if every step was measured.“I…” he began, but the sentence died.Susan stared at him but said nothing. She just waited.He took a deep breath, looking away for a brief second — something rare for him. When he met her eyes again, his tone was lower.“If you want to leave, I understand.”Susan frowned. Her answer was simple but firm:“I don’t want to.”He nodded. But something in the way she spoke… didn’t mean she was okay. She just wanted to stay busy. And he knew it.Damn it.Dmitry lowered his head for a moment, as if he wanted to pull that moment out of time and rip it out with his own hands.“You exposed her. You used her. You showed her off like a trophy in full heat. Just like those damn Alp

Dmitry climbed the stairs with silent but heavy steps, as if each one was a sentence he himself had to serve. The corridor was dark, except for the faint light escaping through the crack of the door to the room where Susan used to stay.He stopped in front of the door, closing his eyes for a second and taking a deep breath.“Go.” The Lycan roared inside him, impatient. “Before it’s too late.”Dmitry clenched his fist, fighting against the fear. The same fear that had always stopped him from showing himself completely.“She already knows who you are. She has already seen who we are. And she’s still there, on the other side. All that’s missing is you.”He knocked lightly on the door, his hand hesitant.Silence.For a moment, he thought about leaving, but then he heard her:“Come in…”Her voice was hoarse, muffled, like someone who had spent the entire day trying not to cry… and had failed.Dmitry opened the door slowly.Susan was sitting on the edge of the bed, knees hugged tightly to h

The minutes that followed passed in silence, but not uncomfortably. Lyra finished preparing the eggs and placed everything on the table with a care that made Sasha smile discreetly. They sat facing each other, he with the coffee mug between his hands, she with a generous plate of pancakes and bacon.Sasha watched her as she ate, unhurriedly, as if that moment were… Normal. Almost domestic.“How it should be…”Murmured the beast inside him, satisfied.He ignored the comment, clearing his throat before starting the conversation:“So…” he began, spinning the mug on the table. “You live alone?”Lyra nodded, chewing a piece of pancake and wiping her mouth with a napkin before answering:“Yes, I do… It’s been about two years now.”She gave a slightly awkward smile.“And that’s why you work at that bar?”She let out a muffled little laugh.“Yeah… rent, bills, food… everything depends on me.”Sasha nodded, resting his forearms on the table and leaning slightly forward, interested.“And your f

Lyra pushed open the door to the small room in the back of the bar and let out her breath slowly, as if exhaling, along with the sigh, the last remnant of hope she still had left.The backpack slipped from her shoulder, falling to the floor with a dull thud that echoed through the empty space.Empty…Everything now seemed empty.The manager hadn’t even wanted to hear her explanations. It was enough that she had disappeared in the middle of her shift for him to fire her without blinking.“You may have your reasons, Lyra… But I can’t trust someone who vanishes in the middle of work,” he had said, his voice cold, without a trace of consideration.She didn’t blame him. She knew she had messed up. But… deep down, she also knew she would do it all over again.She would help that strange and handsome man as many times as necessary.Her eyes filled with tears, but she rubbed her face hard, stopping them from falling. There was no more time for that. The room… wasn’t even hers anymore. The own