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27. The Blackwood Pack
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Her Chosen Mate 28. Fled
Lyra Pov I sat in the living room, staring at the pictures on the wall while I waited for Bethany to return. The hum of her sister’s soft tune floated through the air, faint but calming. I leaned back against the couch, letting my eyes close for a brief moment, trying to drown out the lingering guilt and tension that seemed to follow me wherever I went.But then, faint whispers broke through the hum. My ears perked up instinctively. At first, I thought I imagined it, but the words grew clearer, harsh and cutting.“He told me that you are going against his will, and because of that, he cut our supply. He no longer sponsors my medical expenses,” a bitter voice hissed, laced with frustration.I sat upright, alert. The voice was faint, but the emotion behind it was unmistakable. Then came the sound of soft sobbing.My curiosity and concern got the better of me. Quietly, I rose from the couch, glancing over my shoulder to see if Bethany’s sister had noticed me. She was still humming, seem
Last Updated : 2024-12-04Her Chosen Mate 29. Looking at you
Varg Pov I pulled into the driveway of Mol-ten Diner, a place that had always felt like home to me. It wasn’t just a diner, it was a haven of memories, the kind that lingered long after the taste of a good meal. My parents had brought me here when I was a child, and later, I’d brought my ex here, trying to share the warmth and nostalgia this place carried.The diner had a charm that never faded: the retro sign with its neon glow, the sound of the bell jingling as the door opened, and the faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee mixed with sizzling bacon. Even now, standing in front of it, I could feel the weight of those memories pressing down on me. Good memories, the kind I desperately wanted to cling to.I pushed open the door, and the bell rang softly, announcing my arrival. Inside, the atmosphere was warm and lively, with the clatter of dishes and the hum of soft chatter filling the air. Booths lined the walls, their red vinyl seats as familiar as ever. A jukebox stood in the corner
Last Updated : 2024-12-04Her Chosen Mate 30. Marked
Lyra's Pov The ride back to the mansion was tense. I felt as though my thoughts were tied in knots, replaying Varg’s words about our intimate night over and over. The moonlight hung high in the sky, bathing the world in its soft glow, while Varg hummed along to the mellow tune playing softly on the stereo.He glanced at me briefly, his red eyes catching the moonlight in a way that made them gleam. His lips curved into a subtle, almost unnoticeable smile, and for a moment, his calm demeanor made me wonder if I was overthinking everything. Maybe, just maybe, things really were changing.“Your thoughts are racing,” he said, his gaze returning to the road. “Take a deep breath. Relax.”I bit my lip, wondering if he could somehow hear my thoughts. His red eyes flickered again, sharp yet soothing, and for a moment, I felt exposed. I shifted in my seat and looked away, focusing on the moonlight filtering through the trees as if that would drown out the chaos in my head.When the car finally
Last Updated : 2024-12-06Her Chosen Mate 31. Marked(II)
Varg's Pov I kissed her softly on the neck, my lips brushing against her skin as I whispered, “Tell me to stop.” The urge to mark her was overwhelming that night, the full moon's energy intensifying every emotion within me. The way she said my name, her voice breathless and laced with something deeper, only fueled the fire burning inside me. I wanted her to stop me, to give me a reason to hold back, but she didn’t. It was clear she wanted me as much as I wanted her.She shifted on the bed, turning to face me with her eyes still closed. Her hesitation was gone, replaced by something raw and unspoken. “If you want me to stop, say the word,” I muttered, leaning closer until my lips met hers in a soft, lingering kiss.Her lips moved against mine, and the energy between us shifted, electric and undeniable. My hand moved instinctively, sliding down to unbutton her shirt. She responded with equal fervor, her hands gripping my shoulders as she kissed me back, her breaths shallow and quick.
Last Updated : 2024-12-06Her Chosen Mate 32. Betrayal
Lyra's Pov The sound of banging and hitting pulled me from my sleep. I sat up slowly, my eyes heavy and blurry as I rubbed them with the back of my hand. Sunlight poured through the window, bright and warm, signaling that I had slept longer than intended. The noises coming from the other room, sharp and rhythmic, made it clear that Varg was busy with his early morning training.I glanced around the room, noticing the empty space beside me. Varg wasn’t there. With a sigh, I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, walking to the closet. I pulled out a simple blue dress, slipped it on, and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. After splashing water on my face, I felt more awake and ready to confront the day.When I returned to the room, the door creaked open, and Bethany walked in. She carried a tray of food, her steps careful and her gaze firmly fixed on the floor. It was obvious she was avoiding my gaze. She placed the tray gently on the small table next to the couch, then turned as i
Last Updated : 2024-12-06Her 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.
Last Updated : 2024-12-07Her 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-08Her 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-08
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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.
