All Chapters of THE LYCAN KING’S STOLEN MATE.: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MERILYN“That vile witch! I can't believe she was behind all this.” Gwen scowled as we got into the car. “She not only bought all the nice dresses, she even made it harder to check out as well.” I exhaled, leaning against the chair, my eyes closing. “My lady, you shouldn't have stopped me. You should have let me deal with her.” “And get you in trouble, not a chance.” I replied. Gwen had a bad temper, one she had issues putting in check. If she'd gone against Lorelei, we never would have heard the end of it. “But she was very disrespectful to you, right Caigar?” Caigar who just got in, looked at us through the rearview mirror and nodded. “Lady Merilyn is right too. She wouldn't have let it go. You'd have been outshined and our Lady would feel bad about it.” Gwen huffed, “Alpha should never have been engaged to that brat. I honestly don't understand what he sees in her. It's not like she was ever useful either.” I placed my hand in her thigh without looking, “It's okay. Ignore he

MERILYN My shocked gaze fell on the necklace. How could this be the necklace? Of course it wasn't. That lady was just confused. But looking up and seeing the way everyone eyed me warily, she clearly wasn't. “You haven't answered me.” Penelope pointed her fingers at my neck, “Why do you have it on?!” This has to be some kind of mistake. Raskia’s Necklace wasn't just any family heirloom. It was a symbol of power passed down from generations to generation, it belonged only to the Luna of Lunas. Kairen couldn't have given it to me. It had to be a mistake. “I don't owe you any explanation.” I said, trying to keep my voice from trembling. Another Luna scoffed, “You either tell us where you got it or you get arrested for theft?” I frowned, but before I could talk the Luna who saw the necklace spoke out, “What if it's her?” She said cautiously. Murmurs filled the air and I even saw Penelope go pale for a second before getting her colour back. “It's not impossible

CHAPTER 45 KAIREN’S POV Could this be it? I looked at the necklace, stared at the broken clasp. The clasp was broken alright, and it was fixable… it just didn't look like something that would have broken accidentally. If it were, this wouldn't be the first time it would get repaired in centuries. It looked more like something someone broke apart on purpose. Even that was more confusing. This heirloom was indestructible. It was forged from blood, and magic and spells and of course jewels. It couldn't have broken off that easily…or had the magic worn out over the centuries? Was that it? I glanced at Merilyn, her hand wrapped around her pillow, eyes closed and chest rising and falling with each breath as she slept. Absent-mindedly, I placed the broken necklace on the nightstand and brushed my knuckles over her face. A content sigh escaped her lips and she went right back to sleep. She must have realized just how important this jewelry was. If not, she wouldn't have worri

MERILYNI held Kairen’s gaze, looking deep into those differently coloured orbs. My lips parted to give him my default answer but something kept pushing, deep in my chest, a willingness to tell him everything. I looked down at my fidgeting fingers. How do I start? Where do I start? Kairen’s hands came into frame, gripping my hands in his. I looked up. “Talk to me. I promise, no matter what you say, I won't judge. Instead, I'll help you find a way through it.” It's okay, Merilyn. It's okay to be wanted, to be loved. And for that, you have to let go. I did that once… ten years ago. And look what happened. Just because it happened once, doesn't mean it'll keep happening. You can't live the rest of your life alone. I searched Kairen’s eyes and realized that even though his reason for wanting me was majorly because of what I could offer him, I still wanted it. That experience of being chosen by someone so fiercely. Whether it was lust or something else. It was strange and mind-bl

KAIRENThe sound of the door clicking shut filled the air before silence descended once again. My room was too quiet, the kind that made madness unleash in very different ways. For the past three nights, I couldn't sleep. My restraints waned by the second, I was fighting a losing battle. A deep chuckle rang in my ears, the room spun and my legs staggered until I fell against the bed. My body shook, and my hands trembled as I pulled myself up to a standing position. “You did a good job holding yourself together in front of her.” A voice, so similar to mine, rang in my head. I dragged my feet towards the mini drawer in my room and grabbed the small vials from Heira. “Why bother? You know those don't work.” Crazy, crazy bastard. I tipped my head back and downed the content in each vial one at a time. I waited for the relief that flooded my bones, waited for that moment of peace setting in. And it came but before I could breathe a sigh of relief, it was gone again. “Told you.