All Chapters of The Lycan King’s Arranged Bride: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“I want to go to the park!” Liam exclaimed when we finished our breakfast. My mother looked over at him."I thought you wanted to see the horses.""I want to do both," he grinned, looking up at her, and Mom nodded. He dashed out of the kitchen and returned a few minutes later, proudly showing us his new football."Tyrian gave this to me, and I want to play at the park," he boasted, and I smiled softly at him. Indeed, he was an amazing kid; he had even managed to get Dad to smile and buy him presents.“Honey, could you take him? I'm busy today,” Mom said, and I nodded.“I’ll go too.” A deep, familiar voice spoke from the doorway. I turned to see him standing there in dark jeans and a fitted shirt, no tailored suit. He looked younger, carefree, and incredibly gorgeous. I looked away immediately as his eyes met mine, memories of what had happened replaying in my head.Mom’s smile grew. “Perfect.”Liam walked between us as we headed to the park, and Ronan hadn’t said a word. I observed th

Three hours later, the girls and I finished getting ready. I looked in the mirror with a soft smile, running a hand over the silvery-blue fabric of my dress and admiring the delicate flowers that adorned it. The fitted bodice hugged my waist before flowing into a full skirt that swept around my feet. The dress was elegant without being overly extravagant, which made me love it even more. My hair was gathered into a loose bun at the nape of my neck, with soft curls escaping around my face and exposing the line of my shoulders. The Grand Hall had been transformed, and massive crystal chandeliers illuminated the room, light reflecting off the polished marble floors. Music drifted in from the orchestra above.Women drifted through the ballroom in breathtaking gowns, while the men wore dark, impeccably tailored suits, insignias glinting with every move. There were other alphas and Lunas in attendance, along with betas and other officials from different packs. I looked down once again and

Ronan POV Josie stood in front of me, but she looked like she wanted to disappear. Her fingers were twisted together, her shoulders tense, and she wouldn't look at me. "Ronan…" Her voice was barely above a whisper, and something tightened in my chest at her expression. I had seen Josie afraid before, but not like this. "What happened?" She took a slow breath. "My father told me the truth about the treaty," she said, and my expression hardened, so that's why she insisted on visiting her family. "I know what happened." The attack, my heart unexpectedly hammered against my chest. The betrayal from the humans. The day my parents died. The day that changed so many things in the realm. "No." Josie shook her head. Her eyes finally lifted to mine. "He told me something else." There was a long silence before she spoke again. "My father knows who the girl was saved by your mother." For a moment, I didn't understand, and then I did. The human my mother saved. Her final act. A

Ronan POV Three days ago at the hospital felt surreal between Josie and me. It felt like a dream I didn't want to wake up from. I'd woken up the next day to a crying Sadie, and she was threatening to hurt herself because she was scared to lose me. She was erratic and inconsolable. I froze. I had never seen her act that way, and eventually, her brother came and took her away. I will visit her later to check on her and tell her I still intend to keep my promise. 'No, the bond between Sadie and me is slipping, almost like it wasn't there.' Rafe said. 'It's because you let another woman take her place in your heart,' I retorted. The bond I felt with Josie had changed. It was stronger now, pulling at me in ways I didn't understand. For the first time in my life, I wasn't sure I was still in control. A knock interrupted my thoughts, and Jalen entered with a file in hand. "The report you requested from the border." I opened it and started going through it immediately. I glanced a

Ronan POVThe Meridian was built on neutral ground, and that alone made it valuable. No territory owned it, and most importantly, no government controlled it.It existed because powerful people needed a place to speak and socialize without their words becoming political weapons, and where humans and lycans could do business, not as different species who opposed each other but as one people.The building was impossible to ignore. The Meridian rose above all buildings, all glass and stone. Inside, high ceilings loomed above us, and polished marble covered the floors. Everything was clean, quiet, and carefully placed.Soft lights glowed against the walls, while floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked everything below.There were people, but barely a sound. Conversations stayed low, and footsteps were quiet. I stepped out of the private elevator and walked into the lounge on the top floor. Tyrian Atwood was already waiting, dressed in a gray suit. He looked relaxed, but his eyes were aler