Does Feyre End Up With Tamlin Or Rhys Novels & Stories

Lyra’s POV After saying our goodbyes, Elayne and I shared a deep hug that lasted more than a couple of minutes. And then she was on her way while I turned to my right and began to head towards the Greystone pack. The road to the pack was a bit far so I walked quickly hoping to get there before twilight when the rogues would take over the entire area. As I continued to walk, thoughts of Randall filtered into my head but I pushed them away each time they came, replacing them with thoughts of Fiona and her beautiful daughter.

He always did. Meanwhile, the scene before me takes an unexpected turn. Caelum’s transformation, something that once seemed impossible, unfolds right before my eyes. He finally gives in, embracing the duality within himself: the enchantress and the lycan. It’s overwhelming to behold, a spectacle of raw power and pure magic converging into something beyond what any of us could have imagined.

His hand dropped to his side as Lyra blinked in surprise, her heart still racing because she didn’t expect him to press his lips into her that long. Meanwhile, Rhys fists clenched tightly, his jaw set with anger as he watched the scene unfold before him. Anya, sensing his unease, bit her lip, puzzled by his strong reaction. Was it possible that he still harbored feelings for his ex? The thought stirred a fierce protectiveness in her and her inner wolf, especially since she and Rhys were set to marry soon. The wedding ceremony sped by, with many customs left unobserved. As royals, they were meant to partake in a grand parade and balcony show at the palace, but Kian opted to skip it all.

Rafe apologies as he takes a step closer to me. “Why what happened?” Axel presses. “Unfortunately by the time we arrived, Aida was already in her full heat and both boys….” Alpha Ray couldn’t even finish his sentence. The commotion that follows is in true lycan style. I see Lance reach for Rafe and hold him by his throat, but what surprises me next is that Rory is also held by his throat, not by Axel…but by Ricardo. “You dared to try and touch my brother’s mate?” Ricardo seethes in Rory’s face. I can see the colour drop from both Rory and Rafe’s faces. Lance backs his brother with an almighty roar that results in new born baby cries from upstairs.

You could manipulate the mark to feel things. “Fenrir what have you done!” She demanded and sounded a little panicked. “Where are you going, undo this!” Tamara couldn’t believe what she was seeing. It was a very odd blood bond symbol and he’d done it with no ritual involved. Who was this man? She clearly didn’t know anything and how dare he do this to her! He barely knew her and bound her by blood to him? She did not belong to him, but he didn’t listen when she demanded he stop. He kept going out of the room. She jumped up to follow him and she was going to make him undo it.

I sneered at them, and it felt like the ideal moment to spill what was on my mind and hit back at Kaelen for being such a jerk. "Everyone," I said to grab their full focus, even though my sudden entry had already thrown them off. "I am Kaelen's mate," I declared, and their jaws hit the floor, like they hadn't expected me to blurt it out, but they had no idea I wasn't finished. "I, Lyra Collins, reject you Kaelen Campbell as my fated mate and I cut all ties to you, now and forever." The expressions of shock, hatred, and fury on every face gave me this strange kind of satisfaction.

"You did what?!" Rhys thundered as he loomed over his sister. "That's enough!" I snatched Rhys' arm, turning him to me. "She's okay as long as we keep an eye on her." "Right, because the fae will just forget a deal he's made." "The deal was for my virginity! He was paid!" Heather threw herself on the bed, groaning. "I was stupid. And I thought he would be at the Unseelie Court. He splits his time between the Seelie and Unseelie."

Their grey eyes met. He sensed what Lily was about to do, before maybe even the she-wolf knew herself. Even The Moon seemed to start weeping, as the air grew heavy, and the clouds opened up. Rain fell to the Earth, first in gentle drops, bathing the world anew, giving life. Or perhaps signaling the beginning of a new one, washing away the old. “Lily,” Grey pleaded. My tears mingled with the rain. The Alpha beneath me tightened his grip. “I’m sorry Grey. I…I’ll always love you, big brother. But The Moon has paired me with Rand for a reason. I choose him.”

The pack healed in Chapter 23, Lila's Mist soothing wounds, her sapphire eyes tearful but resolute, emotions of relief mingling with grief. Kael's confession deepened in Chapter 24, his past cult ties fully revealed, dimming his tattoo as Alya confronted him, Ember snarling, but love prevailing in forgiveness. Victory's glow in Chapter 25 sealed with a final love scene under stars, Alya and Kael's bodies entwining, tattoos blazing, passion a testament to growth.

“I don’t know what you mean.” “Don’t you?” She tilted her head, studying me with the intensity of a predator who’d already decided to strike. “I saw you in the forest, Tamara. I saw what you became. I saw the shadow and the silver and all that beautiful, terrible power thrumming through your veins.” I turned to leave. She grabbed my arm. “Don’t walk away from me,” she said, her voice low and dangerous. “Not when we’re just getting to the interesting part.”