Todos los capítulos de The Lycan King’s Arranged Bride: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Josie pov“You’re his best friend, his brother,” I whispered, shaking my head, a tear streaming down my face, snot and all. “How could you betray him?” A bitter smile touched his lips, and he looked away for a moment, his breathing uneven. "I did, didn't I?" Stephen sighed, looking at me with dead eyes. Stephen was standing here with me, and Tobias called him the masked man. "Why?" I asked, voice raspy. I couldn't look into his eyes without seeing our Stephen, the carefree, sarcastic Stephen I thought was a brother to me as well. A man who would defend me with his life, but it turned out he was the one terrorizing me. “I wasn’t born here,” he began, and I frowned. I didn't speak, waiting for him to continue. “I was taken.” My heart stumbled, and I finally looked at him. There was something about the look in his eyes, so soft, hurting, that it took me aback. "I was ripped away from my mother when I was a child. I was taken from my family and brought here, to the Whitewoo

Ronan’s POVIt was night in White Moon by the time we reached the eastern side of the territory, but the search hadn’t slowed. If anything, it had become more frantic.Rafe hadn’t stopped pacing inside my head either. His agitation had become almost unbearable, his claws scraping against my mind with every passing minute without finding our mate.'Find her.'“I will,” I muttered through clenched teeth. “I’m going to find her.”I had to. I couldn’t allow myself to think about what would happen if I didn’t.“Alpha,"I turned at the sound of my name. One of the trackers was hurrying toward me, something clutched tightly in his hand. When he reached me, he opened his palm, and my heart stopped.Josie’s pendant. The little R.O. pendant was in his hand.  I took it from him immediately and just stared for a long time. Josie had been wearing it when she left.My thumb mo

Josie’s POV Stephen lunged, and Ronan did too. The impact was so loud and violent that I screamed as they crashed into each other, rolling across the ruined rooftop before Stephen managed to get on top of him. Ronan shoved him away and punched Stephen across the jaw, blood spraying from his mouth. Stephen barely reacted, though. His eyes flashed black, claws extending through his nails as he charged again, and suddenly they moved so fast I could hardly follow. I could only stare at them in horror. These were the two men who had grown up together, and now they were tearing into each other as if everything between them had meant nothing. Ronan caught Stephen by the throat and slammed him against the ground. Stephen’s claws ripped across Ronan’s chest, tearing through his shirt and skin. Ronan grunted and twisted his arm behind his back, forcing him down before Stephen drove his knee into Ronan’s stomach and broke free. They were both covered in blood, their chest heaving. Ronan wipe

Ronan’s POV The Meridian was quiet that evening as always. I sat across from Tyrian with a chessboard between us, though neither of us seemed particularly interested in the game. I had been moving pieces around without really thinking about them, my mind returning to Stephen no matter how many times I tried to pull it away.I still couldn’t make sense of it. Perhaps my mind was refusing to accept what had happened because the truth was simply too painful.Stephen had been the masked man. My enemy. The man behind Josie’s kidnapping, at least the first time. While I searched for the person responsible, the enemy I had been hunting had been sitting right beside me all along.My best friend, my brother.I would never have suspected him, not in a million years. Tyrian moved one of his pieces and studied me across the board.“You’re not playing," he said, voice gruff as always. I stared down at the board. “Hmm” He let out a quiet sigh, he was fully healed and back in office, fighting any

Josie’s POV Three months had passed since Stephen left Whitewood pack, and somehow, life had continued. I still thought about him occasionally, especially when Ronan went quiet or when Jalen made some ridiculous joke that Stephen would get. But we were healing, slowly. The castle was no longer weighed down by the tension that had consumed us for months, and for the first time in a long time, there was something to look forward to.Our baby. I rubbed my tummy, smiling. In exactly seven days, I was supposed to meet the little girl who had already turned our lives upside down. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection while Gigi adjusted the back of my dress. My belly had grown so much that I thought I might explode any minute now. Even though movement was getting difficult for me, I was still expected to attend my own birthday party.“Stop frowning,” Gigi said, meeting my eyes in the mirror. “It’s your birthday.” “I’m fat,” I whined.“Oh, I hadn't noticed!” she said, g