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Fated To The Lycan Beast Seventy-Six
Eve I walked away, hating how my wet clothes clung to me like an irritating second skin. The cold settled into my bones, but the heat bubbling inside me, the anger and humiliation, kept me moving.Before I could take another step, Axel’s grip caught my wrist. Heat seared through his touch, and his fingers pressed into my skin just enough to make my breath hitch. He pulled me toward him, in his usual possessive but not forceful manner. His body was too close, and his chest brushed against my nipples, and a raging beast of need was in his eyes.Staying in his presence only twisted the knife deeper, filling me with bitterness so thick it clung to my throat, refusing to let me breathe. If I had told Axel about the mate bond from the start, he wouldn’t have just dismissed me, he would have laughed, sneered, and looked down at me like I was some pathetic, desperate woman grasping at straws to trap him. He would have called it a lie and an embarrassing attempt to make him mine. And somehow
Last Updated : 2025-03-10Fated To The Lycan Beast Seventy-Seven
EveAs if things couldn't get any worse, Nina returned.And, of course, she didn’t come back quietly.If she had been insufferable before, she was unbearable now. When she stepped through the doors, she started referring to herself as the queen, barking orders at servants, maids, and even the guards, demanding they address her with the title.The maids scurried to do her bidding, though I caught the occasional eye-roll when her back was turned. The guards didn’t argue either. Even the older palace workers, who had been here longer than Nina had even known Axel, nodded and indulged her nonsense because Axel had officially confirmed he would marry her.Or maybe they just knew better than to poke a rabid animal.Whatever the case, watching her strut around like she already had a crown on her head did something ugly to me.
Last Updated : 2025-03-11Fated To The Lycan Beast Seventy-Eight
AxelMy eyes lazily opened, and my body felt heavy with the satisfaction of deep sleep. The rain pelted down against the roof, and I remained in a tranquil haze. It had been raining constantly these days, my favorite time of the year, but nothing compared to waking up beside Eve.My senses sharpened instantly, drawn to the warmth radiating from her body next to me. She was still asleep, her hair tangled on the pillow, looking like a delicate doll. She slept peacefully. It was strange how she stayed in one position all night.Her presence was a magnet, pulling me out of the fog of sleep into a heightened state of awareness. My fingers found her soft tresses, caressing them gently, not wanting to wake her. But the more I touched her, the more pleasure stirred within me.Desire coiled inside me, demanding immediate satisfaction. It was an irresistible compulsion—to taste her, to feel her res
Last Updated : 2025-03-11Fated To The Lycan Beast Seventy-Nine
ShaharI watched absently as Priestess Gaia draped amulets around Axel’s neck, muttering in hushed tones. The trinkets clinked against his bare skin. She rubbed a pungent mixture of oil along his legs, and her fingers glided over every scar and knot as if trying to rub away centuries of inherited pain.Axel sat motionless, but I knew him well enough to sense the pain coiled inside him. This wasn’t the first ritual, nor would it be the last. How often had we stood here, watching mystics attempt to cleanse him? How many battles had he fought, sacrifices he had made, all in the name of breaking a curse that refused to loosen its grip?He had endured years of offerings—blood spilled, relics destroyed, temples burned to appease a wrathful spirit. He had stood in deserts and at the feet of mountains, letting shamans carve symbols into his back.He had walked through fire, let himself be s
Last Updated : 2025-03-12Fated To The Lycan Beast Eighty
CrystalThe moment Shahar’s eyes darkened at the mention of the Blackwood Pack, my stomach twisted with dread. I had nearly exposed myself and Eve without thinking.This was confirmation. Axel and the Lycans had a direct connection to our pack, a connection deep enough to justify the massacre that had left us orphaned. It had never been a coincidence.I swallowed the lump in my throat, remembering the day I had found out my dad was dead. The crushing weight of grief, the suffocating silence of a home that would never be the same. I had been just a teenager, left to navigate a world that had chewed up and spat out my entire bloodline.Standing here, I felt the same creeping rage settle into my bones.But unlike Eve, I had no intention of ever accepting this bond.I would rather rip out my own heart and serve it on a platter than submit to whatever
Last Updated : 2025-03-12Fated To The Lycan Beast Eighty-One
EveWith the absence of rain came the scorching sun. Fortunately, there was a beach in the pack, and I needed to clear my head.Nina, the queen of obnoxiousness, breezed into the castle only to disappear again a few days later. It was a pattern at this point—she came, occupied space, irritated everyone, and left before anyone could breathe easy. It was a relief whenever she was gone, and I planned to take full advantage of her latest departure. I needed to leave and return before dinner.I pulled a sundress over my bikini, packed a few snacks, a blanket, and sunscreen into a bag. Crystal had gotten me my journal, the one I had kept while I was married to that gold digger. I planned to read, reminisce, and fortify my hatred for Lance.The beach was perfect. The sand, the heat, the waves, and the lack of rules made it the perfect escape. I spread my blanket, lay on the sand, and simply obse
Last Updated : 2025-03-13Fated To The Lycan Beast Eighty-Two
Eve The Festival of Increase was in full swing, so I decided to go with Crystal. It was almost illegal how often I remained in my human form rather than shifting into my wolf.Most werewolves embraced their other side, running freely every evening, but I had spent too much time resisting it.When this opportunity presented itself, I took it. Partly to let Maya, who had been restless and irritable from being cooped up for too long, stretch her legs. She hated how I kept her locked away. And partly because I wanted to see Axel in his full form.It was strange. He was the King, the ruler of this entire territory, yet I had never seen him shift. He didn’t lead morning runs or participate in the frontlines of hunts.Lycans had an effortless way of shifting, something werewolves didn’t. It was like breathing, a mere thought commanding the transformation for them. For us, it took more effort and a conscious surrender to the primal part of ourselves. The clearing was alive with movement. Ly
Last Updated : 2025-03-14Fated To The Lycan Beast Eighty-Three
EveI woke earlier than the maids to prepare cassoulet, a slow-cooked bean and meat stew with eggs. The beans alone took several hours to soften, so I had to start early. Crystal’s train left at nine am, and I needed to take her to the station.As I stirred my stew, my fingers brushed against the pocket of my apron, where the poison Crystal had given me was hidden. The package was small, a white powder sealed inside a transparent pouch. Innocent-looking, yet lethal.The mere thought of carrying it made my skin crawl like I was wearing my crime on my sleeve. I could already hear the accusations. Murderer. Traitor. Weakling."You know I can't kill him," I had told Crystal. "If I could, I would have. I've had many opportunities to do it, but the bond won’t let me."“I know you can't, because you love him, and—”"Love?" I scoffed, nearly choking on my saliva. "I don’t love him."Crystal smirked. "Oh, yes, you do. No matter how much you try to deny it. You wouldn’t waste so much time avoi
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Fated To The Lycan Beast One hundred and two
Eve The cold steel of the handcuffs bit into my wrists as I walked with my head lowered beside Crystal. The clinking of the chains was a constant humiliation.Two guards who knew me flanked us. My gaze flickered between them—I had fed them once. I remembered their gratitude, their thanks for the food on their plates. But one of them was different. Hardened. Cold. There was no warmth in his eyes. He wanted me dead.He probably thought I had guts—to attempt to poison the king.The courtyard was a riot of color and sound. Drunk nobles clustered together, their wives staring at us like vultures. They loved their spectacle, reveling in our humiliation.I scoffed. It wasn’t like their lives were any better. All they did was drink and gossip, living empty, meaningless lives. The party roared on. Dread settled in my stomach. Crystal and I were forced to sit on the stone floor, our backs pressed against a pillar—like animals. Like prisoners.Three more guards formed a tight circle around us,
Fated To The Lycan Beast One hundred and one
EveThe morning sun slipped through the bars of my cell, and I felt a bone-chilling cold clinging to me. This was it.Axel was not coming to save me.My body screamed with hunger, and the sharp pain that had become my only companion gnawed at me. My skin was swollen from insect bites. I was getting weaker and weaker.Axel didn’t come. He didn’t even try. He didn’t believe me. He believed their lies.This was how it would end—this slow slide into oblivion. They would drag me out of here like an animal. They wanted my blood. My eyes fluttered shut. He didn’t even give me a chance to explain.A violent shiver rattled my teeth. I curled into a ball on the stone floor. My stomach burned, and my tongue felt thick and swollen, scraping against the roof of my mouth like sandpaper. I tried to swallow, but my throat was dry. I pressed my forehead against the stone as the ache in my head worsened.One guard, spitting a wad of tobacco juice onto the floor, gestured toward me.“You reckon they’re
Fated To The Lycan Beast One Hundred
Axel My horror was a mixture of shock and fear, and my body froze.I forgot to breathe. Bile burned in the back of my throat. Everything was happening at once. So fast that I couldn't think. “That… that’s not possible,” I said with nervous laughter. “That can never be Eve?”Shahar angled his body away, and his arms hung useless at his sides.“I wish this was a lie,” he muttered.His words didn’t make sense. Nothing did.All this time, her smiles, touches, moments that felt like love, was it all a carefully constructed lie?The betrayal sliced like a blade in my ribs.I’d always thought I was a master at reading emotion, at spotting liars. I prided myself on sensing people’s motives before they even spoke. Yet I was the fool who let the enemy into my bed.“How could we have been so blind,” Shahar said, crossing his arms and shaking his head, eyes locked on the empty sky. “So stupid.”I pictured Eve’s face and curves. The way her eyes crinkled when she laughed. Those beautiful, innoce
Fated To The Lycan Beast Ninety-Nine
EveThe lack of light made it impossible to tell day from night. The shackles that bound my wrists bit into my skin, and I trembled as the door creaked open for another round of weeping. They struck me with leather-strapped clubs, and my screams were muffled by the cloth gag jammed between my teeth.Traitor.Dirty little werewolf.Slut.They flogged me while demeaning me with every word. Each blow left bruises shaped like knuckles across my back and arms. My gown hung in tatters as the whip cracked through the air and kissed my skin, searing ribbons of flesh.But I was grateful—because I had heard worse. From the neighboring cell came the moans of a man they had mutilated, his tongue cut out.Once finished with me, they walked away, and the clang of the iron door made me scream.The only light came from a porthole high above—too small to see the sky. My fingers found the stone walls, slick with slime and my own blood.A wooden bowl of unidentifiable gruel was shoved under the door. I
Fated To The Lycan Beast Ninety-Eight
Axel My long journey was full of trials and haunting stillness, felt like a pointless march into madness. I stopped at the place where all vehicles were forbidden. From there, I began to walk. Each step dragged on, slow and heavy. Shifting into my wolf was not allowed—though not like I could even do that anymore. I carried my luggage by hand, water sloshing inside the pouch, and a few folded bills. My tunic’s hood shielded my face as I pressed forward, alone. The guards had been forbidden to accompany me. This pilgrimage demanded isolation.The first village I reached resembled a painting from a child’s sketchbook—mud huts with intact thatched roofs, placed too neatly, too still. Strangely, every window had black cloth nailed across it. The smell of rot and stagnant water rolled through the air like a fog. A woman pounded millet beside a well, and I called to her. She didn’t turn. A man leaning against a goat pen chewed without blinking. No one spoke. My voice echoed back like it ha
Fated To The Lycan Beast Ninety-Seven
EveA relaxed smile crossed my face as I headed to Axel's closet suites which could be best described as a private showroom than any ordinary wardrobe. He had been in a hurry to pack and had made a mess of the place. It wasn't that messy, but I was bored. It had been more than a day since he travelled, and since I had no reason to be cooking and preparing recipes, I needed something to keep my mind busy.My ga scanned rows of drawers, racks, shelving units, and a relaxed smile crossed my face when I stared at his custom boot trunks. Everything about him was powerful. I began to unfold garments from his set of leather suitcases lying open on a velvet bench and separated his regalia from his casual wears and his battle dress uniforms. I was organizing his cufflinks and brooches when I remembered my ordeal with Crystal and Shahar.Crystal had called back after Gaia left, panicking."He's going to suspect that we are playing him," I said to her, feeling so frustrated."I know, I know!" sh
Fated To The Lycan Beast Ninety-Six
Eve“So…” a familiar voice drawled behind me, full of amusement. “How was the proposal?”I turned to see Gaia trailing behind me into the kitchen. Her brows did some kind of mischievous dance.“Did he go down on one knee?” she asked, barely suppressing her grin. “I know he didn't. His kneecaps would probably shatter from the sheer offense.”I laughed, despite myself. “Please, Gaia.”“I’m just curious. You're royalty now. We want to know how the King of Stone Hearts melted.”I groaned, dropping the tray on the counter. “Let’s just say I don’t know what I’m doing.”Gaia raised an eyebrow. “You seemed pretty confident back there, standing beside him like you were ready to snatch the crown yourself.”“I was winging it,” I muttered.“Winging it with grace,” she corrected, following me as I headed toward the private living room. She made herself comfortable on the couch across from me while I flopped into the seat.I rubbed my forehead. “Everything feels like it’s spiraling. One second I’m
Fated To The Lycan Beast Ninety-Five
Nina's POVNina pressed her ear against the door, trying to catch every word that Eve was saying to Gaia. She had always wondered why the priestess was so interested in an ordinary cook. Well, it seemed she wasn't so ordinary anymore—judging by the unexpected turn of events.Nina didn’t want to call what she felt jealousy, but that’s exactly what it was. Spiteful bitterness clawed at her. She believed this stranger—this harlot, this swat—had taken away Herman. It was clear she had slithered her way halfway into Axel’s life. Perhaps she fulfilled needs, styles, kinks, and fetishes Axel loved—ones that once led Nina to suspect he might be secretly homosexual.Nina gloried in her beauty. She was superior to other girls in talent, looks, wealth, and importance—and she was fully conscious of it. Women in the park and beyond humbled themselves before her. She was like a precious egg—darling in her parents’ eyes. She was supposed to be the one to win Axel, fair and square. She deserved to be
Fated To The Lycan Beast Ninety-Four
Eve“Axel, stop,” I groaned, struggling in his hold, though part of me wasn’t trying too hard. His arms were like iron bands around my waist, keeping me caged against him. I twisted, trying to free myself, but it was pointless.When Axel wanted something, he didn’t ask, he took it. His lips brushed the shell of my ear. “Why are you fighting me?” “You’re supposed to be holding court right now. They’re waiting. I can't go with you.”“Are you scared of the people who fear me? Those trembling cowards who shake in their boots the second I walk into a room?”His gaze on me was intense, that piercing hazel that seemed to burn straight through me. “I’m not scared of them. I'm not scared of you either.”A knowing smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and before I could say another word, he leaned in and pressed his lips to my neck. His kiss was hot, just above the place where my pulse jumped like a wild thing. I shivered.If he just opened his mouth and sank his teeth into that spot, jus
