All Chapters of Pregnant and Rejected, The Lycan King's Obsession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The glowing eyes did not blink. They multiplied, one pair becoming five, five becoming ten, until the forest was ringed with silent shapes hidden between the pines. Her heart slammed against her ribs. Her wolf, still raw from the rejection, refused to answer her call. She had never felt so utterly alone. Rain fell harder, soaking her blue dress until it clung to her skin and plastered her hair to her face. She backed away slowly, searching for a gap in the trees that did not exist. "Who's there?" she called, forcing steel into her voice. Only the wind answered. Then came the growl, low and close. A massive gray wolf stepped from the trees, amber eyes glowing unnaturally in the dark. Another emerged beside it, then another, moving with a discipline no rogue pack could manage. They circled her, closing in from every side until no path remained. One bared its teeth. Scarlett stumbled back until her shoulders met the rough bark of an old oak. "So this is how it ends," she whispered.

Scarlett's hand slipped from Damian's grip. The housekeeper's words still rang through the entrance hall. The room has been prepared for Lady D'Angelo. She stared at the woman, waiting for her to laugh it off, to admit she had confused Scarlett with someone else. The laugh never came. Instead, every servant in the hall lowered their heads. Scarlett turned slowly to Damian. "What did she just call me?" He peeled off his rain soaked gloves and handed them to a waiting butler without meeting her eyes. "Come inside." "No." Her voice cracked through the marble foyer, sharp enough to startle the staff. "I asked you a question." The housekeeper waved the servants away, and within seconds the hall emptied. Only Scarlett and Damian remained, the silence between them heavier than the storm outside. "You've lied to me since the moment we met." "I haven't." "You knew my name." "Yes." "You knew my mother." "Yes." "You knew people were hunting me." "Yes." "And now your staff thinks I'm

"There you are." The stranger's voice was calm, but it sent a chill through Scarlett's body. Dust filled the entrance hall as broken pieces of wood and stone covered the marble floor, the air thick with smoke. Scarlett had never seen the man before, yet the way he looked at her made her feel as if he had been searching for her for years. Damian took one step forward and stood in front of her. "You shouldn't be here." The stranger smiled. "I've waited twenty three years. A few broken doors won't stop me." His eyes never left Scarlett. "You look just like your mother." Scarlett's heart skipped a beat. "You knew my mother?" "I knew her better than most people." Before Scarlett could ask another question, Damian spoke again. "Leave now." The stranger turned to him slowly. "You still give orders like a king." "I gave you a warning." "And I'm refusing it." The room went silent. Neither man moved, neither looked afraid, and Scarlett could feel the tension between them like two stor

No one answered the stranger's question.Scarlett's mind raced through every version of the next thirty seconds, and none of them ended well. Damian's hand was still locked around hers, steady despite the darkness, but she could feel the tension coiled through his whole body, a predator deciding whether to strike or wait."You won't get an answer tonight," Damian said finally, his voice carrying none of the panic clawing through Scarlett's chest.The stranger tilted his head. "No?""Because you don't actually want a trade." Damian took one measured step forward, placing himself fully between Scarlett and the flashlight's beam. "If you wanted the boy dead, he'd already be dead. You brought him here to watch us break. That's the game."Eleanor made a small, broken sound. "Please. Don't provoke him.""I'm not provoking him," Damian said, without looking away from the stranger. "I'm telling him I see through him."The stranger's smile didn't waver, but something behind his eyes shifted, a

The shape by the garden wall did not move.Scarlett's breath caught as she rose slowly from Eleanor's side, her eyes fixed on the crouched figure watching them from the shadows. For a moment she braced for another attacker, another threat crawling out of the dark to finish what tonight had started.Then the shape shifted into the drone's floodlight, and Scarlett recognized the tactical vest, the calm, tired posture of a man doing his job. One of Sebastian's own."Perimeter's clear," the guard called softly, lowering his weapon. "We swept the wall line the second the extraction team moved. No other signatures."Sebastian exhaled, some of the tension leaving his shoulders. "Copy that. Good work."Scarlett let herself breathe again, though her pulse refused to fully settle. Beside her, Eleanor was still cradling her son against her chest, rocking him gently as he clung to her, silent and shaking, the blindfold finally gone from his eyes."Thank you," Eleanor whispered, not looking up. "T