All Chapters of The Lycan’s Fated Mate: Chapter 191 - Chapter 197

Synopsis: Marked by the Alpha HeirCarla lives an intense and dangerous love with Alexei Rurik, a cocky, impulsive man marked by war. When remnants of the Demidovs resurface and a prisoner reveals that Alexei’s mother’s surname was buried — and not erased —, he discovers that he is claimed as heir by a clan the Ruriks have hated for generations, and that another, even more dangerous clan believes it also has a right to him.Torn between two legacies, on the verge of starting a war, and losing control over his Lycan instincts, Alexei faces the monster inside himself.Carla, then, needs to decide how far she will go for love, while the bond between them proves that being Fated is a choice to remain, even in the face of destruction.***Carla was still trying to understand how her life had become that. Because, honestly? At some point between running from murderous hybrids, surviving Lycan wars, watching Susan literally turn into a living goddess, and starting a relationship with the sar

Carla had already been ready for nearly twenty minutes. Which, considering Alexei Rurik, was practically a statistical miracle.She finished putting on her earring while observing her own reflection in the bedroom mirror. The high cream-colored turtleneck embraced her neck with soft elegance, contrasting with the long camel coat that molded her silhouette. The plaid skirt in earthy tones left her legs partially exposed beneath the dark tights, and the beret completed the Moscow winter look.Susan would probably say she looked like she had stepped out of a sophisticated European magazine. Alexei, on the other hand, would probably say something much less respectful. The thought almost made her smile.Almost. Because the bond still felt strange. Heavy. Restless. She felt Alexei through the connection like a turbulent sea trying to remain calm by force.Rage. Confusion. Violence. All muffled by something. And that was worse.Carla slowly closed her eyes.Ever since the bond between them h

Carla practically ripped the beret off her head when she entered the room. The door slammed behind her with enough force to echo through the entire suite, but at that moment she honestly didn’t care.Because she was angry. Very angry.The camel coat was the first to fall onto the sofa. Then the earrings. Then the boots.That damn date had gone straight to hell.“Great. Perfect. Wonderful,” she grumbled to herself as she opened the side zipper of her skirt with brusque movements.She had spent nearly an hour getting ready. A whole hour, on the only day off she had before going back to the hell of hospital shifts.And Alexei had managed to destroy everything by bringing the clan’s problems along with him.Again.Carla closed her eyes for a moment, breathing deeply. It wasn’t fair to think that way, she knew that. Alexei couldn’t simply stop being who he was.He was a Rurik. The Alpha’s brother. Part of that political, territorial, and violent madness since birth. War was part of him.Th

Alexei woke up before the alarm.The room was still submerged in the bluish twilight of morning when he slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warm weight of Carla sleeping against his chest. Her breathing was soft, rhythmic, completely oblivious to the whirlwind already beginning to form in his head.For a few seconds, he just stayed there. Quiet. Motionless.Her scent still permeated the sheets, a mixture of soap and something exclusively Carla that the Lycan recognized anywhere. Her small body curled against his made the inner beast purr contentedly like a damn house cat.“Our female.”“You’re ridiculous.”But he didn’t push the thought away. Because, since the day before, it was the first time Alexei could breathe without feeling like his head was about to explode. She had that effect on him — she calmed storms that even he didn’t fully understand.Carla slept deeply, her dark hair spread across the pillow, her mouth slightly swollen from the kisses of the night before. Fucking beaut