All Chapters of The Lycan's Temporary Vow: Desired By The Lycan King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Novaretta,I stared at the man I had trusted for the last two years. During the attack six months ago I had called him thousands of times. Each unanswered ring had sat in my chest like a stone. He told me he was sorry, but if he returned to the pack we might lose millions of dollars. I swallowed the pain and never forced him to come home. I could bear the physical agony. Losing millions would have strained the pack’s economy, and I refused to let that happen on my account.But the truth was far uglier. While I lay broken and fighting to stay alive, he had been busy betraying me with another woman and making her pregnant. A cold, bitter laugh escaped my throat.“Is this a joke, Cedric? You are not that terrible a person. You would not betray a commitment like this, right?”Tears slipped down my cheeks, yet I still clung to the thin hope that it was only a cruel joke. Cedric did not move. His expression did not change.“Stop being dramatic,” he said. “I did not betray the commitment. I

Novaretta, I sold my jewelry, cashed out every account I could reach, and sold the phone as quickly as possible. I did not dare take any electronics from the pack. The Valedor territory was advanced enough that they could track me through almost anything with a signal. Once the cash was in hand, I let Star take over. The only goal was distance. A quiet village in some unknown territory would be enough. We ran through the woods for hours. Star barely made a sound. The raw ache of betrayal left little strength for conversation. I kept thinking of Cedric and the way he had looked at me when he handed over that paper. I had believed we were managing. I had believed the quiet understanding between us meant something. It had never meant anything to him. From the beginning Cedric, his family, and even my own parents had seen me as a useful tool. Someone who would carry the work without complaint or payment. I had handled most of his pack responsibilities while still recovering from the

Novaretta,The silence hung between us like a blade pressed to the throat, thick, sharp, and impossible to ignore. I sat frozen in the chair opposite him, the weight of everything that had just passed rendering me speechless. My mind scrambled for something, anything, to fill the void, but the only thing that came was a hollow laugh and a dismissive wave of my hand.“Sir, I understand that you might be in shock,” I said, forcing a lightness into my voice that I did not feel. “A werewolf woman like me being your mate, a mighty Lycan? It’s enough to rattle anyone.”He leaned back in his chair, those unnervingly calm eyes fixed on me. “What made you think that?”I almost scoffed. “Come on. Look at me.” I gestured vaguely at myself, at the swell of my belly beneath the loose top, at the residual weakness that still clung to my limbs. “A woman with a large belly, a weak wolf, and now being hunted by her own family. Someone like you doesn’t deserve… this. If you want to reject me, let’s do