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39. Where am I?
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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
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Her 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-10Her Chosen Mate 1. Accused
Lyra's POVThe moon was blood-red the day a powerful Alpha was murdered—Serene Moon, the leader of the most outstanding pack in the northern part of Norway. She was fierce, strong, and she was my mother.I had just returned from my lonely walk to the garden, secluded in the farthest corner of our marked territory. As I made my way back, I couldn’t ignore the glares my kind shot at me. They hated me for what they believed was forbidden. I was the only one who possessed the trait the prophecy had foretold could bring about the end of our pack—red irises.I brushed off the side of my dark brown, knee-length dress, straightening the folds from leaning so close to the ground to pluck the fine roses my mother loved. We used to pick them together, since I was like an outcast in my pack. I had no friends, no one to talk to except my mother, who had tried many times to shed light on their false beliefs. I had once hoped my mate would be from our pack, but that dream had long since faded.My mo
Last Updated : 2024-11-07Her Chosen Mate 2. A Strange Alpha
He walked closer, the sound of his footsteps resonating on the ground, echoing with a chilling familiarity, the same movement I had sensed from the person who killed my mother.My heart raced as his presence filled the space, powerful and commanding. Every step sent a wave of dread through me, but I didn’t dare lift my head. I was too afraid of what I might see.“Lower your weapon,” the voice commanded, cold and unwavering.Frederick hesitated, his grip tightening on the sacred blade. “Who are you to come here and try to stop me?” he growled, his voice strained with frustration.The man took a step closer, his presence commanding, as the rest of the pack members snarled, ready to attack. But he didn’t flinch or show any sign of fear. “I am Lucian, Alpha of the Blackwood Pack.”Frederick’s eyes widened in shock, and I could feel the sudden tension rippling through the pack. Lucian’s name held power, and it was clear they recognized it.Without hesitation, Lucian reached down and graspe
Last Updated : 2024-11-07Her Chosen Mate 3. Strength Of Four Men
Varg POV “Varg!” the crowd chanted as I stepped into the ring. Two brunettes standing nearby took off my black, sleeveless jacket. I eyed the man across from me, tall, broad, with a round belly and thick, strong arms. I scoffed at his appearance; this wasn’t the opponent I had expected.I wanted a real challenge, someone stronger. Seeing this man as my opponent made me wonder if the manager who set up this fight was mocking me or doubting my winning streak. Despite having won nearly thirty matches since I’d started fighting in this underground arena, they still had the fucking nerve to pick an opponent like this.“You little whelp, I’m going to put you in your place with the rest of those fools who brought you here,” the man growled, giving off the same hostile energy I felt.I didn’t respond. As much as I wanted to put him in his place with a few words, I figured it’d be better to let my actions speak. I cracked my knuckles, my red eyes blazing with a fire I was more than ready to u
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Lyra POV Lucian stood up and made his way over to me. “Now that you've spent some time in that enclosed room and changed into new clothes, I hope you're ready to take on your duties as I expect,” he said, curling a strand of my hair around his finger in a disturbingly playful way.I felt rooted to the spot, even though my body screamed for me to step away. His warm breath brushed against my cheek, sending a chill down my spine. The closeness wasn't what unnerved me, it was the weight of his demand. What exactly did he want from me?“I should've known that it was you who possessed the power,” he murmured in my ear, the smell of alcohol strong on his breath, creating a queasy feeling in my gut. I took a step back, feeling an unexpected wave of disgust instead of fear, despite him having saved my life.He turned and went back to the table, downing the contents of his glass in one swift motion.“What do you want from me?” The question slipped out before I could stop myself.He chuckled
Last Updated : 2024-11-07Her Chosen Mate 5. Come Closer
Varg POV Something stirred within me, a feeling I’d never felt before. I looked at the girl, trembling from nearly being struck by my dagger. Her eyes were wide, and I could see the similarities between us, though I wasn’t about to dwell on it. I stepped closer, watching as she pressed herself against the stone wall, almost as if she wished she could melt into it.People always had that reaction to me. I was used to it. I moved nearer, sensing her discomfort and unease. Now standing directly in front of her, I could hear her heart pounding frantically. That was exactly how close I needed to be to pull the dagger from the wall beside her head. She shut her eyes, trying to calm her breathing, though it was clearly not working.I smirked. I liked the effect I had on her. Maybe next time she’d think twice before barging in where she didn’t belong. Dropping the dagger onto the round oak table, I grabbed a towel from nearby and draped it over my shoulder.“You’re my mate,” she stammered, h
Last Updated : 2024-11-07Her Chosen Mate 6. Bloody Kill
Lyra POV I ran as fast as my legs would carry me, my breaths coming in short, panicked gasps. My heart thundered wildly in my chest, and the metallic scent of blood clung to me, a suffocating reminder of what I had just done. The image of the white wolf, shattered and broken, flashed before my eyes, her pleas for mercy echoing in my mind. The sound of her voice, desperate and fearful, clawed at me, cutting deeper than any wound.I had no choice. Lucian's words haunted me, the sting of his hand across my face and his cold threat replaying in my memory. He had warned me that disobedience would mean being dragged back to my pack, only to be slaughtered in front of them as a warning. Fear had taken hold, wrapping its icy fingers around my throat and leaving me with no other option. What I once thought was redemption had twisted into a nightmare I could never have imagined. He had saved my life, and now I was bound to his will, a slave to his commands.The scene replayed in vivid detail,
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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.
