All Chapters of My Lycan Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Wren I watched as she stared up at me. Her eyes blinked with that look on her face, and then the next minute her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her knees gave out. I was moving my arms, shooting out, wrapping around her as her whole body went limp, "Ly!" Her dad called her as he was next to us. I scooped her up, moving to her bed, laying her down gently, moving the few strands of hair from her face. Pressing my palm to her forehead, I could feel she was clammy but cool to the touch. Her dad moved to the other side of the bed. Dropping to his knees, he grabbed her hand. His own moved to her face, doing the same thing I just did. "She don't have a fever," I spoke. He didn't say anything continued with what he was doing. Jumping up to his feet, he went in her bathroom, coming back out a few seconds later with a wet cloth in his hands. He wiped her face then rolled it, placing it across her forehead. "S

Asher Where the hell was she? I have been watching all morning, and there is no sign of her anywhere. I even clocked her classes. I know her schedule like the back of my hand, but she was not in any of them. I asked one of her teachers and she said she had not heard from her. But she did not show up in class. And that is odd. She is like a robot with the classes. It made it so easy to learn her patterns and she never knew it. Now I sat waiting in the food court. She comes through here on her way to her afternoon classes. She grabs something small on her way. I have never seen her sit and eat in here. But yet again, there was no sign of her. Growling, I left out of there, heading to the classroom she is to be in. Peeking in quickly, she was there at the table where she sits with the other four. Her chair is empty. Slamming my fist against the wall, I spin, heading out of there. Going straight to my sliding, I s

LyricaI can say I have never felt fear like I did sitting in that car with those red eyes looking in through the window at me. I saw those white fangs as he smiled at me. Wren let out a growl. His hand went to the handle, and I quickly grabbed his wrist. "Don't." His head whipped back around to look at me. "They will not stay out long. If they get in here, it will be worse. I can hold them off till help gets here." He looked up at Dad. "Once I step out, take off. Get her away from them. Andy and the warriors are on the way. I will hold them off." Dad gave a nod. "Ly, get up here." Shaking my head, I clung to Wren's arm. "No. Please do not get out." My eyes looked past him out the window, seeing a lot more red eyes glowing off in the distance. "There are too many of them. You cannot hold them off on your own."Gripping his arm tighter, he gave me a smile while leaning closer. "No need to worry; I have faced worse

Lyrica A slow steady beeping sound filtered through my head. A low dim light hit my eyes as soon as they came open. Instantly, my eyes started scanning around me, trying to take in where I was. White walls and sterile scent hit my nose. Then I realized I was in the pack's clinic. My head rolled to the side, seeing the machine hooked up to me. When I went to sit up, pain shot through my arm, making me yelp. Looking down, I saw I was wearing a cast up to my elbow. Flashes of what happened came flooding back. I quickly looked around the room. I didn't see anyone in here with me. Where was everyone? Did they really leave me in here alone to wake up to an empty room? Just as those thoughts came, the door opened a large framed body walked through. It took me a minute, but I saw it was Wren. He was carrying a tray in his hand. He stopped when he saw me sitting in the bed. "Lyrica," He didn't say anything else. He crossed the roo

Lyrica Waking up again, I found I was still in the same room. Glancing to the side, I saw a large framed body slumped in a chair. I knew who it was without seeing his face. I felt this warmth spread through me, seeing he was still here. By the looks of it, he never left. My eyes moved around, trying to find a clock or something to tell me what time it was, I glanced at the window, seeing it was dark out, but then I spotted a small clock above the door. Four am the hands read. Dropping my head back to the pillow, I stayed still and quiet, not wanting to wake Wren. My mind drifted, trying to remember what had happened. I know I was talking to Wren; he was asking about my classes, but then my car came up and I told him it wasn't working and that I needed my phone. MY Phone! shit that what it was. He said my father may have it. I felt myself starting to panic but the fast beeping pulled me back. I took a deep breath,