All Chapters of The Lycan’s Fated Mate: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

Carla woke up a little after nine the following morning. This time, there was no longer that sensation of being trapped inside her own body. She was still tired, and the sedative seemed to have left a strange weight in her muscles, but her head was clearer.She opened her eyes slowly and found Alexei sitting near the window, a notebook open on his legs, some documents beside him and the phone on the table.Working, but not completely. Because the moment Carla woke, he raised his eyes.“Better?” The voice came out low, attentive.She nodded, and he immediately closed the notebook.“How’s your head?”“Heavy.” Carla answered, her voice still hoarse.“Nausea?”“No.”“Dizziness?”“A little.”He stood up from the chair and approached the bed.“Then don’t get up. Stay lying down.”Carla let out a soft laugh.“I wasn’t even trying to get up.”“Good.” He sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes scanning her face. “You slept for several hours.”“Did you stay here the whole time?”“I did.”She obser

Alexei pulled Carla’s hips up, leaving her on all fours. With the front of her body still lying on the bed, her ass was raised for him, and the sight made the air catch in his lungs for a moment.She was completely soaked — the pink, swollen pussy, and his cum slowly running down, sliding over her cheeks, mixing with her own honey that dripped down her thighs. Alexei spread her with both hands, his thumbs separating the soft lips, and Carla moaned, her entire body trembling at the touch.“So beautiful.” He murmured, his hands squeezing her ass possessively. “So perfect for me. Every centimeter of you seems made to measure.”“Alexei…” Her voice came out muffled against the sheets, loaded with impatience and desire.“Shh.” He leaned in, and without warning brought his mouth to her pussy, thrusting his tongue inside, licking the soaked folds with reverent hunger.Carla let out a sharp moan, her fingers gripping the pillow. Alexei licked everything — every fold, every crease, the pulsing

The Rurik war room looked more like an arsenal than a room that late afternoon.Maps occupied the central table, access routes to the Western Port were marked in red, photographs were scattered among the communication equipment, and there were enough weapons on the workbench to make any sensible human reconsider the idea of entering that property.Sasha was analyzing one of the routes while Dmitry remained in front of the main map, and Alexei was on the other side of the table, in silence, his eyes scanning the markings without really seeing them.“The main entrance is discarded.” Dmitry pointed to one of the markings, his voice firm. “Too much security. If we enter through here, they’ll notice before we even reach the warehouses.”Sasha ran his finger over another route, leaning over the map.“We can enter through the secondary road. The cargo movement is intense; no one will find another vehicle strange.”“Too exposed.” Dmitry shook his head. “Not enough cover.”“From the west side?

The Western Port was busier than Alexei had expected. Even during the night, there were trucks entering and leaving, cranes working over the containers, and men crossing the corridors between the warehouses.From a distance, it looked like just another night of work, but Alexei knew that appearances were exactly the kind of thing that usually got people killed.He was inside a vehicle parked at a safe distance from the port, with Dmitry beside him and Sasha in the back seat, watching through the window. Two team vehicles were positioned farther back, out of the direct line of sight, and no one was talking much. Everyone was waiting.“Estimated time?” Dmitry asked, his voice low.Sasha checked his watch, his eyes still fixed on the port.“Ten minutes. Maybe less.”“Then we wait.” Alexei answered, without taking his eyes off the movement.Sasha leaned a little forward, his arms resting on the back of the front seat.“Are you sure you don’t want to go in? We could get closer.”“No.”“Not

The road had grown narrow. The vehicles slowed as the black van left the urbanized areas and advanced into an increasingly isolated region. Alexei continued following at a distance, and none of the men inside the vehicles spoke. Only the low sound of the engines filled the interior.Sasha checked the map again, his eyes scanning the coordinates.“They’re heading to an abandoned storage area. Old warehouses.”Dmitry watched the road, his expression serious.“Are you sure?”“According to the records, yes.” Sasha confirmed. “There are a few warehouses in this region that should have been deactivated years ago.”Alexei did not answer. His eyes remained fixed on the van, and there was something wrong—ever since they had left the port, Umbra had remained restless. It was not fear; it was recognition: a deep sensation that ran through Alexei’s body like a cold current.Then it happened. The bond shifted. Alexei became completely still, his breathing stopping for a second. Carla. He felt her