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Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Forty-Five
MarissaReturning to the Lycan Kingdom after an exhausting weekend felt like coming up for air. I never thought I’d feel relief in a place I once viewed as foreign, but here I was, standing in my room, finally able to breathe.I caught sight of my reflection in the mirror and groaned. The dry humidity had turned my hair into a mess. I had been relying on styling gels and buns to keep it in place, but it was clear I needed professional help.The nearest salons were fully booked. My only option was a high-end one in the wealthy district. The price was ridiculous, but I booked the appointment anyway.After sitting under the dryer, I moved toward the styling station. Justine stood near the mirrors, her gaze locking onto mine the second I looked up.Fuck.Guilt twisted in my stomach.Of all the places and times, I had to run into her here.I forced myself to look away, settling into my chair as if I hadn’t seen her. Maybe if I ignored her long enough, she’d do the same.No such luck.“Well
Last Updated : 2025-03-24Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Forty-Six
Marissa I couldn’t remember the last time I cried this hard. Maybe I never had.It wasn’t just the tears, it was the ache in my chest, the rawness of it. The way every breath felt like it was scraping against something broken inside me. Every time I thought I was done, another wave hit.Maybe it was because there was no one to comfort me. Maybe it was because I had finally said my biggest, scariest truth out loud.Or maybe it was because Justine’s silence made it all feel worse.She just sat there, staring at the steering wheel. No reaction. No anger. No disbelief. Just…nothing.I wanted to scream at her to say something. Anything. The silence was suffocating, like a slow, cruel rejection of my entire existence.Finally, she spoke.“I’ll drop you off.”That was it.Something snapped inside me.I turned to her, my vision still blurry with tears. “Don’t bother,” I said coldly. “I can find my own way.”She didn’t argue.I wiped my face, but my hands were shaking too much to stop the tea
Last Updated : 2025-03-24Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Forty-Seven
Justine's POVMy hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. The drive home blurred around me. What Marissa had told me didn’t just shake me. It completely unraveled everything I thought I knew.Justin had no idea about the mate bond. I was sure of it.If he did, he wouldn’t ignore it.Not when the mate bond was the one thing that could break his curse.For years, we had prayed for this. Desperately searched for answers. Begged the Goddess for redemption. At this point, Justin wouldn’t care if his fated mate was a damn octopus—as long as she could give him his freedom.So why had this been kept from him?The thought made me nauseous.I was supposed to stop at the club tonight, but what was the point? My family was on fire, and I was sitting in the middle of it, holding the match.By the time I pulled into the driveway, I turned off the engine but didn’t move. I stared at my hands, the silence around me feeling too loud.Everything suddenly made sense.That st
Last Updated : 2025-03-24Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Forty-Eight
Marissa I woke up with a chill crawling down my spine, the kind that made me want to wrap myself in layers even though the room wasn’t cold. It wasn’t just the temperature, I felt it, deep inside my bones. Like something was wrong.Normally, I wasn’t the type to believe in bad omens, but lately, I was beginning to reconsider. Maybe I needed external help. A fortune teller, perhaps. Someone to map out my disaster of a life and tell me how to fix it.I had expected to spend the night tossing and turning, thinking about my uncertain future. But to my surprise, I had actually fallen asleep. And now, it was Monday. Time to get back to work. As Sydney had so kindly reminded me last night, I couldn’t keep running away from my problems.Before getting dressed, I grabbed my phone, hoping stupidly for a message from Justin.Nothing.A strange feeling settled in my stomach. Was I expecting too much? Had Justine told him? I hated the waiting. It was worse than the truth.By the time I reached t
Last Updated : 2025-03-24Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Forty-Nine
Marissa I felt like my heart was bursting out of my chest. I grabbed my handbag and sprinted down the corridor, weaving past startled employees who barely had time to react.Justine's voice rang faintly in the background, calling for me, but I didn’t look back. I slammed my hand against the elevator button. My chest rose and fell. The numbers blinked above the silver doors—12, 11, 10.Come on, I muttered, blinking back tears and clutching the strap of my bag. When the elevator finally dinged, the doors slid open. I stepped in and hit the ground floor button. It began its slow descent. My foot tapped restlessly against the floor.The moment the doors opened again, I bolted through the lobby and out the glass doors. The air felt hot, dry, and heavy. My legs burned, but I didn’t stop until the parking lot ended and the other side of the building came into view.There, by the edge of the building, I slowed down and stumbled toward the concrete wall, leaning my full weight into its surfac
Last Updated : 2025-03-25Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Fifty
JustinI leaned into the curve of my desk, finishing the last part of the quarterly report. I glanced at the time—11:42 AM. Without looking away from the screen, I rang Marisa to come in. I just needed to see her face. Her presence had a way of clearing out the static in my head.There was no response.I paused and waited. Nothing.I clicked into another line and adjusted the paragraph, then rang her again. Still no answer. Strange.I leaned back in my chair, pushed to the side, and made my way out. She wasn’t at her table. Her tablet lay on the desk, but her bag wasn’t there. I pulled out my phone and dialed her number—straight to voicemail.“Damn it,” I cursed under my breath, then turned back toward my office. Maybe she had a scheduled errand or an emergency. But she would’ve sent a message. Marisa never just vanished.Once back at my desk, I pulled up our shared calendar. There was nothing scheduled that should’ve taken her out of the building. I checked my inbox—no messages, no a
Last Updated : 2025-03-26Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Fifty-One
I saw the round table tucked in the corner of the ice cream parlor as I waited for Brian. My fingers played idly with the paper napkin in front of me—folding and unfolding it, tearing at the corners. Outside, the sun burned hot, and the parlor was slowly filling with children in school uniforms and teenagers crowding near the counter, debating between mint chocolate and strawberry swirl.I glanced at the door for the tenth time, then stopped—finally spotting Brian as he entered.He was easy to find. At a towering height of over six feet, he stood out in any crowd, almost matching Justin’s height."Justin," I muttered, shaking my head.His eyes scanned the room once before landing on mine. The moment he reached me, I wrapped my arms around him tightly, burying my face in his shirt. He hugged me back—one arm around my shoulder, the other smoothing my hair. I stayed in his arms a moment longer than I intended. My brother’s warmth wrapped around me, reminding me I wasn’t alone.When we sa
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Fifty-Two
MarissaIt almost felt sinful to watch the Queen cry, like witnessing something sacred crumble in front of you. Silent tears streamed down her face, and her breaths came out in uneven gasps as if her body refused to fully accept what her mind had just heard.Her hand reached for her chest, as though trying to press down the pounding of her own heart. Her hood had slipped back slightly. She wasn’t just shocked. She was unraveling.Justine rushed to her side and gripped her arms, trying to anchor her. “Sit down, Mom.”The Queen didn’t resist. Her legs gave out beneath her, and she sank into the seat like all the strength had left her bones. "But how?" she kept repeating, dazed.She stared at me like the answer would suddenly rearrange the facts.I wrapped my arms around myself, pulling them tight. My throat burned from the tears I swallowed. My eyelids fluttered shut, trying to breathe through the panic.Then her voice snapped me open."You knew this all along and didn’t say anything?
Last Updated : 2025-03-28
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Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Sixty-Two
Justin “Justin,” Marissa hissed under her breath, her hand tightening on mine. “I don’t trust you. What the hell are you up to?”I handed her the simple plastic bag with the black satin dress I’d picked out, keeping my expression neutral even though I was fighting a grin.“There’s only one way to find out,” I said, tugging playfully at the edge of her tank top. “But I promise, it’s not a kidnapping. Yet.”She squinted at me, not amused. “I swear, if this ends in something ridiculous—”“Shh,” I interrupted, slipping behind her and sliding my arms around her waist. I kissed the soft skin just below her neck, right over the mark I’d given her. She shivered. Jackpot.“If you could read my mind right now,” I whispered against her ear, “you’d be blushing so hard, you’d need aloe vera.”Her reflection in the mirror gave her away. She was flushed. Trying not to smirk. Pretending to be above it, but I knew better.I spun her gently to face the glass and let my hand rest low on her hip. “You
Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Sixty-One
Marissa We were just about done with lunch when the sound of heels echoed down the corridor.Justine paused mid-chew. “Shit… that’s Wendy.”I wasn’t afraid of Wendy, but a sour feeling stirred in my gut. Guilt. Heavy and cold. The kind that clung to your skin and settled in your spine. I hadn’t planned to fall in love with someone else's fiancé. But here I was, sitting next to him at the royal table. The same royal table that the world had assumed she’d own soon.Every magazine had painted their fairytale wedding. The Future Queen. Elegant. Regal. Loved. I’d seen the headlines, the edited spreads of her trying on designer gowns, the speculated venues, the flower arrangements, and the wild guesses about their future pups. She was meant to be Justin’s forever. And now I was the shadow stepping into her spotlight.Wendy stormed into the dining room like a queen without a throne. Her fiery red dress clung to her like armor, and her eyes scanned the room until they landed on me. I dropp
Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Sixty
Marissa My eyes widened, and my mouth dropped open the moment Justin blurted out his father’s secret family, right there in front of the Queen and Justine. The air shifted. Cold. Heavy. Like something sacred had just been desecrated. I couldn't dare glance at the Queen. Time slowed. Why the hell couldn’t Justin have kept that to himself?“Justin, this isn’t even funny,” Justine said, her voice sharp as a blade. She shot her brother a glare. “You can joke about a lot of things—but not this. This is too heavy.”“It’s true,” Justin said flatly, eyes fixed on his mother. “I’ve seen the woman. I dare him to deny it.”My hand trembled as I reached for him, trying to get him to stop before this turned into a wildfire. The Queen’s head stayed bowed. Sean looked mortified, and Justine actually stepped back like she’d been pushed.“My dear, it’s not how—” the King started, lifting his hand, “—Justin’s just trying to twist everything to suit his selfish narrative.”The Queen slowly raised her
Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Fifty-Nine
Justin A soft smile played on my lips as I adjusted the torchlight, lowering the beam so it wouldn’t wake her. I traced the curve of Marissa’s cheek with the back of my knuckle, memorizing the peaceful rise and fall of her chest. I’d never felt this kind of calm before, not once in my life, and I didn’t want it to end. She was the anchor I never saw coming, the balm to everything broken in me.Watching her sleep, I tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Who would’ve thought I’d ever feel normal again? It still didn’t seem real. It felt like I’d stepped into someone else’s life—a simulation too good to be mine. Like at any moment I’d wake up, cursed and hollow, back to being the joke of the royal house.But when I curled my fingers around hers and felt her warmth against my skin, I knew this wasn’t some delusion. This was real. It was here to stay. The pain, the pressure, the doubts… none of it mattered anymore. I felt overwhelmed in the best way—like I could fall to my knees
Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Fifty-Eight
Marissa The constellation overhead scattered like glitter, and the sound of the ocean made the night feel magical. Nothing looked more beautiful than the sea at night—dark, open, endless. The air buzzed with life, soft birdsong blending with the hush of waves. I helped spread out the blankets while Justin turned on the battery-powered lamp, casting a warm glow around us. We were all alone. And happy.The wind played in my hair as I watched him, and when he reached for me, I didn’t hesitate. Hand in hand, we walked down to the water, dipped our fingers in the ocean, and stared at each other like nothing else mattered.“Are you ready?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.“Never been ready my whole life,” he said.“I love you, Marissa,” he added, voice steady, eyes locked on mine. “There’s no problem, no curse, no system that’s going to come between us. Not in this world, and definitely not in the next.”“Please,” I smirked. “I wouldn’t want to come back here again anyway. I thin
Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Fifty-Seven
MarissaWaking up to Justin’s tongue circling my drenched bud wasn't how I expected to wake up.I arched into him as he ate me, with his eyes locked on mine, the bold swipe of his tongue sent me spinning into pleasure’s arms Growing embarrassingly damp at his touch, I squirmed and writhed as he moved hard on fast. My body bowed to sensation as an orgasm hit full force “Oh Justin,” I cried out, coming in cascading waves. He didn't stop until a more powerful sensation built and dropped inside me, causing me to grab his hair and ride his face. My body was gripped by a pleasure I had never known and a white-hot climax ripped through me._______My grin refused to hide as I nestled into Justin, feeling the quiet pleasure of his warmth, the comfort of our closeness. We’d lost track of time. My head rested on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat like it was the only sound that mattered.“I’m sorry,” I murmured, looking up at him. “I didn’t mean any harm.”He sighed. “
Fated To The Cursed Lycan King FIFTY SIX
Justin I headed back into the cabin, falling into a catatonic state. Everything Marissa had said pressed down on me like wet cement. My legs moved, but my mind had checked out. I couldn’t focus on anything except the echo of her voice. It circled around my head, louder with every step I took. I’d heard the words, every single one of them, but they hadn’t fully registered.I was angry, yes, but it was beyond rage.A deep, hollow fear, the kind that burrows into your chest and makes you feel like something is slipping away.It made no sense. None of this did. Why would she hold something that important from me?I felt like I was walking through a fog of betrayal. My jaw clenched so tight I could feel the pressure in my temples.I picked up my pace, stomping across the floor like the sound alone would drown out the noise in my head. My hands curled into fists at my sides. I hated that we had even come here. I hated that this moment, which was supposed to be calm, quiet, and healing, ha
Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Fifty-Five
Marissa Justin and I worked in silence, trying to make up for yesterday’s backlog. He didn’t want me out of his sight, so he scheduled all his meetings virtually, hovering close like my personal heat lamp.“You know,” he said, glancing up with an exaggeratedly innocent face, “it’s crazy how you make my work easier.”I hummed without looking up. “Well, you know I’m actually overqualified for this job. Don’t get too comfortable.”He leaned closer, just enough for our knees to brush. My breath caught slightly.“Tell me what you want. Gifts? More money? Name it, and it’s yours.”“Your bribery won’t work on me,” I said dryly, flipping a page. “Because I don’t plan to be doing this forever.”He stretched with a yawn, clearly unfazed. “How about we take a little getaway to clear our heads?”I paused, pretending to consider it. “Tempting, but I have drafts to finish, reports to organize, a desk to declutter—”Justin narrowed his eyes, and I burst into laughter. “What?” I said between chuckl
Fated To The Cursed Lycan King Fifty-Four
MarissaMy fingers were very restless. I was bored, and I licked my leg with cautious hope, wondering why Justin had not resumed work this morning.Justine had confirmed that her brother left the house quite early, and so I was pumped with excitement to finally look him in the eye and share this bond, this secret that I had kept for so long it was threatening to explode.I couldn’t wait to see his reaction. I had done several role-plays in my head. All had one thing in common: he was pumped and glowing with excitement.My energy was restless, impatient. I was one step away from calling him and demanding that he get his ass here.I heard the elevator open. Someone was coming. I got up, grinning, but stopped and sat down when I heard heels approaching.Every bit of excitement I felt flew out the window when I saw who it was.WendyI could already feel the animosity and prepared for her attack. Hate blackened her eyes as she stood right before me, haughty and poised."I see you took your
