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14. Her Touch
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Her Chosen Mate 15. Lost in words
Why did I think going to Varg's room to talk to him, to finally tell him everything about Lucian and what had happened to my mom, was a good idea? Maybe it was desperation, or maybe it was the fragile hope that he could help me somehow. Despite my hesitation, I decided to trust my gut—and our mate bond. But what I didn’t expect was for him to grab me by the waist, pulling me so close that his chest pressed against mine. The warmth of his body sent a wave of heat through me, making my heart race so fast I feared he might notice the sudden, forbidden longing stirring within me.The tension crackled in the air, thick and suffocating. My heart kept pounding so hard as his eyes locked onto mine, sharp and unrelenting, as though they could see straight into my soul. He wasn’t letting me off the hook without an answer.I scrambled through my thoughts, trying to find a way out of this. I couldn’t tell him it was Bethany who had told me. She didn’t deserve to be dragged into this, not when I’d
Last Updated : 2024-11-25Her Chosen Mate 16. Hurt
Varg Pov “Why the fuck did you do that to her?” I growled to myself, slamming my fist into the nearest wall. The impact sent a dull ache through my knuckles, but it was nothing compared to the storm raging inside me. Regret clawed at my chest, twisting like a knife. Did I think kissing her would change anything to what had done?I knew I was losing control, and that’s why I told her to leave. I warned her. But she didn’t listen.Now, my heart ached in a way I hadn’t felt in years. The first time I felt this kind of pain was the day my parents died. I hated myself then, hated the reckless anger that consumed me and the chaos I unleashed because of it.And now, here I was again, hurting someone else, someone who didn’t deserve it. Someone who trusted me.What the hell was wrong with me?I grabbed some clothes from my closet and threw them on hastily, my movements frantic. The image of her choking, tears streaming down her face, haunted me with every step. I had to find her. I had to ma
Last Updated : 2024-11-25Her Chosen Mate 17. In His Arms
Lyra POV All that had happened replayed in my head, vivid and relentless. The moment Varg’s hands had closed around my throat, the fear that gripped me was unlike anything I’d ever known. It wasn’t just his strength—it was the realization that he, the one person I thought might protect me from Lucian, had become the reason I was so broken. My mind relished at the fact that he kissed me after he release his hold on me, his lips touching mine at that moment was like fire. I brush away the thought immediately and force my thought to focus. I had stayed at the Dom mansion with the fragile hope that Varg would somehow save me from his brother’s control. But after what happened, that hope crumbled, leaving me drowning in helplessness. I didn't know where to go after I ran and the idea of going to the moon pack was the worst decision I've ever made, the moment I got to the boundry. The memories hit me before I could even cross the border, the scornful looks, the whispers, the way they t
Last Updated : 2024-11-26Her Chosen Mate 18. My Savior
Varg's Pov The moment I stepped into my room, my phone began blaring. I glanced at the screen and saw Baron Cage’s name flashing, manager of the underground arena. “What’s going on, Varg?” Baron demanded the second I answered. His tone was sharp, and it reminded me of the fight I’d missed earlier because of the chaos with Lyra. “You’re distracted, and it’s not good for my business.” “I got caught up with something important,” I replied curtly. “Set up a rematch.” Baron scoffed, clearly unimpressed. “Your excuses don’t pay my bills. Lucky for you, Mathew’s been hounding me for another shot at you. Fine, I’ll set it up. But if you pull this crap again, you’ll be out. And don’t forget, I already paid you for the last fight.” The line went dead before I could respond. I clenched my phone, resisting the urge to hurl it at the wall. For years, the underground arena had been my escape, a place where I could lose myself in the violence and not think about my past or Lucian’s schemes
Last Updated : 2024-11-26Her Chosen Mate 19. His Embrace
Lyra's POV The creaking sound of the door pulled me from my sleep. As I opened my eyes, I took in my surroundings, the faint familiarity of the room sinking in. The beige-and-gold blanket draped over me confirmed my suspicion, as I realized I was in Varg's room. The last thing I remembered was Lucian hitting me, his voice filled with anger as he demanded to know why I’d tried to run away. I’d pleaded, tried to reason with him, but nothing seemed to stop his rage. Desperation had made me call out to Varg in my mind, hoping that he’d hear me. Then, like a miracle, he’d stormed in with Bethany by his side, pulling Lucian away from me with a force I didn’t know he had.After that, everything blurred. The pain, the shouting, it felt like a distant nightmare.Now, sitting in this room, the dull ache in my back and arms reminded me it had all been real. I sat up slowly, wincing as I moved, the pain sharp enough to make me groan softly. Resting my head against the headboard, I tried to stea
Last Updated : 2024-11-27Her Chosen Mate 20. A little closer
Varg's POVEverything seemed to pause as I looked into her eyes. I forgot how to breathe. The way she gazed at me, the way her waist felt beneath my hand, it was overwhelming. Despite the oversized shirt she wore, I could feel her trembling under my touch. Her eyes weren’t just red; they were alive, like molten embers smoldering in the dark. They held a fire that could consume me yet keep me warm all at once.We stayed like that, her body pressed against mine, until the door creaked open. Bethany entered, holding a bundle of clothes in her arms. I quickly let go of Lyra’s waist and stepped to the other side of the room, pretending to busy myself.Bethany’s voice was soft as she approached Lyra. “Is he already giving you a hard time?” she whispered, setting the clothes on the bed.“No…no,” Lyra stammered, her voice laced with tension. I smirked to myself. She’d been just as lost in the moment as I was.Not wanting to linger and make things more awkward, I left the room and headed to th
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Her Chosen Mate 21. No Escape
Lyra POV I lay on the bed for what felt like hours, unable to sleep. My thoughts were consumed by Lucian, the fear of him finding a way to get to me again sent shivers down my spine. I turned to face the window, and the soft glow of the full moon bathed the room in silver light.The sight of the moon stirred memories I’d rather forget, the pain of seeing my mother lifeless body, helpless and frozen and the pack accusing me ok killing her. My chest tightened as guilt washed over me, sharper than any physical pain. I shouldn’t have gone alone to pick those flowers. I shouldn’t have left her side. Maybe if I’d stayed, things wouldn’t have turned out this way.Tears welled up in my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. I clutched at my chest, sobbing softly. I wanted to stop, to hold it in, but the grief was relentless, pouring out of me in waves. If only the Moon Goddess could grant me one wish, just one moment to see my mother again. But I knew that was impossible.Footsteps behind me broke
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Her Chosen Mate 22. Holding onto you
Varg's Pov I followed Bethany down the hallway, her steps unusually slow. Her hesitation made me uneasy, especially considering how urgent her earlier message had seemed. We walked a bit farther before she suddenly stopped and turned to face me. Her face crumpled with emotion, and tears spilled down her cheeks. She wiped them away with trembling hands, avoiding my gaze."I’m sorry, Varg," she sniffed, her voice cracking. "I didn’t want to do this, but Lucian… he threatened my mother. He said he’d hurt her if I didn’t help him."My heart sank as her words registered. “What did he ask you to do?” I asked sharply, my voice laced with suspicion and anger.Bethany hesitated, her eyes filled with regret. Finally, she whispered, “He told me to distract you… so he could go to Lyra.”The moment the words left her mouth, fury surged through me. I didn’t waste a second. I turned on my heel and bolted back toward my room, the sound of Bethany’s apologies fading behind me. My mind raced as fast a
Last Updated : 2024-11-29
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Her Chosen Mate 41. A Little History
Varg Pov "Seems more like the rumors got to you," Lucian said, clicking his tongue as he set the whiskey bottle on the table with a deliberate thud. His tone was calm, almost mocking, as though my words were nothing more than idle gossip to him.I stared at him, my anger simmering just beneath the surface. “Don’t play coy with me, Lucian. You think I don’t know what you’ve been doing? Using Lyra as a pawn in whatever twisted game you’re playing?”He leaned back against the desk, crossing his arms casually, his lips curling into a faint smirk. “And what exactly is it you think you know?” he asked, his voice smooth but laced with challenge. “Because from where I’m standing, you’re grasping at straws, Varg.”My fists clenched, the wood of the armrest groaning under the pressure of my grip. “Don’t treat me like I’m stupid!” I growled, rising from the chair. “You’ve been sending her on missions, manipulating her to go after the Moon Pack, bit by bit, wolf by wolf. You’re trying to destroy
Her Chosen Mate 40. Can't Find her
Varg Pov Jacob ran a hand through his hair, his usually steady demeanor replaced by unease. “Pure evil? You think it could’ve been…” He trailed off, unwilling to finish the thought.“I don’t know,” I admitted, my fists clenching as frustration and fear churned inside me. “But I’ve never seen anything like it. Those eyes… Jacob, it wasn’t just a wolf.”Silence hung between us, the weight of the encounter pressing down like a heavy stone. The forest, once so alive with its usual nocturnal sounds, now felt suffocatingly quiet, as though even nature itself was wary of the creature.Jacob broke the silence with a soft exhale, his breath heavy with concern. “We need to figure out what that was, and fast. If it’s still out there, it’s a threat to everyone.”I nodded, though my insides churned with unease. “We’ll find out,” I said, my voice firm, even as my thoughts spiraled. “Whatever it takes.”But as the words left my lips, a sinking dread rooted itself deep in my chest. That creature was
Her Chosen Mate 39. Where am I?
Lyra Pov “Serene Moon. She was a tough one, always trying to get on my nerves.”Thanos’s words echoed in my mind as my eyes snapped open. The rich aroma of freshly baked turkey wafted through the air, teasing my senses. A sharp, searing pain shot through my leg, a bitter reminder of my brutal encounter with Thanos. I groaned softly, reaching up to cradle my pounding head. The ache in my body was nothing compared to the turmoil in my heart.My gaze swept across the unfamiliar room, taking in my surroundings. A large brown wardrobe loomed in one corner, next to a neatly arranged vanity table, its mirror reflecting faint sunlight streaming through two windows. Judging by the setup, it was clear I was in a woman’s room.I tried to move, shifting my weight to get up, but the stabbing pain in my leg made me hiss through clenched teeth. The memory of the fall, the fight, it all came rushing back in agonizing clarity.But where am I?The question circled in my mind as I heard the faint creak
Her Chosen Mate 38. The Search
Varg Pov I balled my fists, the rage within me rising like a storm as I stalked toward the bike. This madness had to stop. Lyra was out there, being used as a pawn by Lucian, and I couldn’t sit by any longer. I didn’t know if confronting him head-on was the smartest idea, but at that moment, it was the only plan I had. And I was damn sure going to follow through.“Varg!” Jacob’s voice rang out as I swung my leg over the bike. “Where are you heading? Don’t do something stupid!”I glanced over at him as I turned the key, my gaze sharp and daring. The unspoken warning was clear: Don’t follow me. Without another word, I revved the engine and sped off toward the woods, the bike roaring beneath me.But Jacob, stubborn as ever, ignored my silent plea. He jumped into his car and followed close behind, shouting after me. “Varg! What do you think you’re doing? Don’t go charging in there without thinking!”His words barely registered. My mind was made up. If Lucian had sent Lyra to the Moon Pac
Her Chosen Mate 37. Shocked
Lyra's Pov “It’s been a long time,” Thanos said, his voice dripping with mockery. His chuckle echoed in the stillness of the room as I instinctively stepped back. My body betrayed me, trembling under the weight of his presence. “I thought you must’ve been dead by now. And yet, here you are, sneaking into my room unannounced. There must be a reason.”I couldn’t speak. My mind reeled as my gaze locked on his. The red glow of his irises was unmistakable, cutting through the dim light like a blade. “Your eyes are…” I finally stammered, the words barely leaving my lips.“Red,” he said, his tone turning sharp, serious. “Yes, they’re red.” He didn’t move closer, as if sensing my fear, but instead strode calmly toward the vanity near the mirror. He picked up a small container and sealed it with deliberate precision. Lenses. He had been hiding his true nature all this time.“You’ve been hiding this from the pack,” I whispered, my voice trembling as the realization sank in. The prophecy, the f
Her Chosen Mate 36. Bitter Truth
Lyra's Pov My head throbbed with an unbearable ache as I stumbled along the path toward the Moon Pack. Each step felt heavier than the last, my thoughts clouded by Lucian’s voice echoing in my mind, his threats, his anger, and the pain he inflicted. Why had I ever thought I could escape him? Why had I let myself believe that Varg’s room could be a sanctuary?The memory replayed vividly, tormenting me with every detail. I had been asleep, curled up on the bed, certain the door was locked. Varg had locked it himself before leaving. But the crash of the door bursting open jolted me awake, and there he was, Lucian, his rage more terrifying than I had ever seen.He didn’t say a word before grabbing my arm and yanking me out of the room. I begged him to leave me alone, pleaded with him to stop, but it only seemed to fuel his fury. He dragged me down the hall and shoved me to the floor. I landed hard, my palms stinging against the cold surface as I looked up at him.Lucian loomed over me, h
Her Chosen Mate 35. The Truth
Varg's POV“I’ve told you, I don’t know where she is,” Lucian groaned, his tone laced with impatience. He paused, his hand leaving his stubbled jaw as his eyes narrowed slightly. “Do you think I’m responsible for whatever happens to her?”“I know you are!” I roared, slamming my fist onto the table again. The sound echoed in the room, but he didn’t flinch. He sat there, his composure infuriatingly unshaken, refusing to show even a hint of fear. “You’re the one who’s been after revenge ever since we moved into the Blackwood pack.”He smirked, his lips curling into something cold and condescending. Slowly, he brushed his hand through his hair, his arrogance on full display. “You’re right,” he said, his voice dripping with venom. “I’ve wanted revenge against the Moon pack from day one. And you know what? That girl, your girl, she’s the key I need. But now that you can’t find her, that’s not my fucking problem, is it?” He leaned back in his chair, his words hitting me like a slap.My chest
Her Chosen Mate 34. Where's Lyra
Varg's Pov I pulled into the driveway of the Dom mansion, my pulse quickening with urgency. The fight had drained me, but something inside me, an instinct, a pull, drove me to rush inside. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. My mind raced with thoughts of Lyra.I pushed through the door, my feet moving faster than my thoughts. The hallways felt colder than usual as I rushed toward my room, a knot tightening in my stomach. But when I reached my door, I froze. It wasn’t just slightly ajar, this door had been forced open. Panic gripped me, and my heart skipped a beat.“Lyra?” I called out, my voice laced with fear as I stepped into the room. The silence was deafening.The room was eerily quiet, too quiet. Everything was perfectly in place, the room neat and untouched, except for one glaring detail. She wasn’t here. The bed was made, the furniture in its usual order, but Lyra’s absence filled the room like a heavy shadow.I took another step forward, my heart hammering
Her Chosen Mate 33. The Fight
Varg's Pov“I’ve got something to handle,” I said, pulling a black shirt over my head. “I might not be back on time, but don’t forget what I told you, don’t trust anyone, not even Bethany.”She looked up at me, her red eyes shimmering with a mix of longing and uncertainty. For a moment, it seemed like she wanted to say something but hesitated. I paused, studying her expression. “Got something to tell me?” I asked, my tone softer.She smiled faintly and shook her head. “Nope, it’s just… it’s going to feel kinda lonely staying here all alone,” she mumbled, her voice tinged with vulnerability.I sighed, stepping closer to her. “I get it. I really do. But the safest place for you right now is here. If I could stay, I would.” My words carried the weight of truth, but they didn’t seem to offer much comfort.Before I could decide whether to leave her with just words, she stood up and closed the distance between us. Her lips met mine in a kiss that took me off guard but left me wanting more.
