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Her 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 : 2024-12-08Her 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-08Her 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-08Her 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Her 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-09
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Her Chosen Mate 48. She's In My Head
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Her Chosen Mate 46. Devastated Wolf
Varg's Pov “Stop, Varg, stop!” The words echoed in my mind like a siren as my fist connected with my opponent’s face again. The metallic tang of blood filled the air, sharp and biting, as images of Lyra, her tear-streaked face, her trembling form, flickered in my thoughts like a faulty bulb. “You’re going to kill him.” The voice dragged me back, pulling me from the haze of anger clouding my vision. I blinked, my chest heaving as I looked down. My opponent lay crumpled on the ground, his breaths shallow, his body struggling to move as two referees dragged him away. His face was swollen and bloodied, the aftermath of my uncontrollable rage. “You’re this close to losing our bargain cash,” the manager barked, storming in with fury etched on his face. “What the hell came over you?” I groaned, gritting my teeth as Light’s words replayed in my head, a painful reminder of my failure. I wasn’t strong enough to protect my mate. Lyra was gone, and Lucian’s threats loomed over her like
Her Chosen Mate 45. What?!
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Her Chosen Mate 44. The unexpected News
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Her Chosen Mate 43. Desperate
Varg's Pov “I don’t know where the fuck she is,” I snapped, storming into Jacob’s apartment. He was sprawled on the couch, the glow of the TV lighting up his face.He shifted upright, his expression turning serious. “Any leads? Did you talk to Lucian about it?”“Yes,” I growled through clenched teeth. “And all he did was admit that he sent Lyra out to do his shitty revenge work.” I sank onto the couch in the corner, tension rippling through every muscle in my body.Jacob shook his head, his face clouded with sympathy, but it only fueled the fire of my anger. “I’ll fucking kill him if I don’t find Lyra before the week is out.”Jacob sighed heavily, rubbing his hands over his face as if trying to piece together a solution. “I know you care about her, Varg, but I don’t want you doing something rash. It’s been days now, and she’s not in the Moon Pack. What if she ran somewhere Lucian wouldn’t think to look?”“I don’t know what to fucking think right now,” I muttered, my voice breaking un
Her Chosen Mate 42. Wolf Claw Pack
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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
