All Chapters of The Lycan’s Fated Mate: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

The sky remained overcast when Alexei left the Rurik mansion. The snow no longer fell with the intensity of the previous days, but the cold still bit into the landscape, covering the secondary roads of the small town where Nika had chosen to meet him. Throughout the entire journey, he remained silent, one hand holding the steering wheel, the other resting on his phone. The call from that woman still echoed in his head. "If you are calling me... then she finally managed to find you." Since then, no other word had been spoken between them. She had only arranged the meeting.The Lycan remained restless. “She knows something. She knows what Ulyana hid.”"I know."“Then why are we taking so long? Speed up this car.”"Because driving at three hundred an hour usually causes problems. And because I don’t want to die before hearing what she has to say."“Details.”Despite the good-humored reply, Alexei was also anxious, more than he wanted to admit. When he finally entered the small

Feliks rested one arm on the partially open window of the pickup truck while silently watching the small isolated house on the other side of the road.Snow continued to fall slowly, and none of the three brothers said a word. Andrey kept his eyes fixed on the forest, while Yuliam, still pale from the poison that had nearly killed him, breathed more slowly than usual in the back seat.“You should still be lying down,” Feliks commented without taking his eyes off the woods.“I’ve been lying down long enough. Days. An eternity.”“You almost died. We found you in the snow with black veins on your neck.”“Details. I’m alive, aren’t I?”Feliks huffed.“You’re really an idiot. A lucky idiot.”“And you’re still ugly.”“Jealousy.”“Never. I prefer being pale and almost dead.”Despite the provocations, the three remained alert. Boris had been very clear in the last call: “If Alexei leaves alone again, you follow him. Do not interfere unless it is absolutely necessary.”That was exactly what the

The call ended, but the silence remained inside the car. Alexei left the phone on the passenger seat and kept driving without really paying attention to the road. The autopilot of experience did the work for him while his mind circled around a single question.Why?The Lycan also seemed unsettled, a restless presence in the corners of his consciousness.“They wanted Carla dead. Not you. Her.”“I know. She has nothing to do with this.”“But why?”That was exactly what he couldn’t answer. If the target had been him, it would make sense — after all, he was investigating his mother’s death, digging into stories buried for nearly thirty years, poking at wounds that many people would prefer to keep closed.But Carla? She was a doctor, a human, she wasn’t part of that story. She had never met Ulyana, had never even heard of Konstantin Velesov until a few weeks ago. So why poison her? Why choose her, of all people, on the night of her own birthday?He gripped the steering wheel a little tight

Susan had gone out to the garden in the late afternoon, taking advantage of the first day in weeks when Carla had managed to walk without tiring after only a few minutes. The sun was beginning to set behind the pine trees, painting the snow in shades of orange and pink.Demyan ran across the grass holding a small wooden wolf that Marina had carved for him, laughing so loudly that even the birds perched in the trees took flight.The boy had boundless energy, and seeing Aunt Carla recovered seemed to have restored the joy that had been suspended during the days of illness.Carla was sitting on a stone bench, still a little thinner after everything that had happened, but slowly regaining the healthy color in her skin. She wore a thick coat over her shoulders and watched the boy with a tired but genuine smile.Susan observed her friend with a discreet smile. It was still strange to think that, only a few days earlier, she had believed she would lose her. The black poison, the blood, the d

Feliks remained for a few seconds looking at the place where the portal had disappeared. The entire hall continued submerged in an uncomfortable silence, as if no one had the courage to be the first to admit that what had just happened had truly occurred.He had already faced creatures capable of splitting mountains, had seen Boris bring down a Lycan with nothing more than the pressure of his own aura, had witnessed Dmitry fight like a true god. But none of that — none of it — compared to the sensation he had just experienced.It had not been fear. It had been powerlessness. For the first time in his life, Feliks felt that if that man decided to kill him, he would not even be able to lift a finger to try to stop him.He took a deep breath, ran a hand through his dark hair, and looked at Boris, then at Anatolie, and finally at Dmitry.“Okay… can someone explain what the fuck that was?”No one answered immediately. Feliks pointed to the empty space where the portal had appeared.“Who wa