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55. Varg's Here
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Her Chosen Mate 71. Angry Wolves
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Her Chosen Mate 70. Ruthlessness
Lyra's POV“Shit,” he groaned, shoving me so hard my body slammed into the closet doors. The impact rattled the entire frame, but I forced myself to my feet, ignoring the ache in my back. Rage coursed through me, drowning out the pain. I lunged at him, claws outstretched, aiming for his face.My attack was wild, raw, and desperate, but he was ready. With a guttural growl, Thanos shifted into his wolf form. His black fur rippled like a storm cloud, and his crimson eyes burned with malicious delight. His massive frame dwarfed me, his presence suffocating the room.His growl deepened, and he snapped his jaws at me, a warning I ignored. I charged again, my wolf instincts sharpening my senses. I swiped at his side, claws barely grazing the thick hide beneath his fur. His strength was unmatched, and it showed in every movement.With a single swipe of his massive paw, he sent me sprawling to the ground, my body skidding across the wooden floor. I scrambled up, the metallic taste of blood poo
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Lyra's POVThe soft light streaming through the window pulled me from sleep, and I rolled to the other side of the bed, clutching the pillows tightly. Their softness tempted me to drift back into slumber.A cool breeze swept into the room, pushing the beige curtains further inward. I felt it gentle touch on my face and sighed, finally sitting up. Pulling my hair into a tight bun, I made my way to the bathroom to splash water on my face.The day felt crisp, and I decided I’d take my pups out for a stroll. It had been weeks since we’d last stepped outside, and they deserved to experience the daylight and fresh air.But as I wiped my face with a towel, a faint sound caught my attention. My heart stilled. A cold shiver crawled down my spine.“I’ve waited long enough for your response,” a familiar voice said, low and menacing. “But as always, you’ve failed to get back to me. My men say you’ve been lying to them.”“That’s not true!” Sabrina’s voice trembled with fear. “You know I would neve
Her Chosen Mate 68. The Search
Varg's POV“Marcus said he saw a lady with crying baby walk into the woods a few days ago,” Lucian said, his voice breaking the silence as we trekked through the woods, accompanied by Jacob and a few of Lucian’s Betas. “I think she’s the one they saw.”I didn’t immediately react to Lucian’s words. My mind wasn’t focused on what he was saying. Everything he’d mentioned since offering to help me had felt more like a shot in the dark.And who in the hell would believe someone like Marcus Blood Moon? The guy’s a loner who fled his pack years ago and now lives in the woods with his concubine, who, by the way, was mated to another man.The guy was insane, but I couldn’t entirely fault Lucian for trusting him. He had this odd habit of taking in whatever came his way.“That’s not enough reason to be out here wandering aimlessly,” Jacob chimed in, voicing exactly what I was thinking as he stepped up to walk alongside us.“We don’t know, but we have to try,” Lucian replied.I stayed quiet, my m
Her Chosen Mate 67. A Weird Visit
Lyra's POV"Tell him I’ll come to him, and that he should stop spying on her," a hushed voice drifted into my ears. My eyes fluttered open, the weight of sleep still clinging to me. I carefully stood from the bed and shuffled to the window, peeking through the curtains.Sabrina was standing near the woods, her figure tense as she faced a man dressed in a black hoodie and pants. Though they were a fair distance from the house, their voices carried as if they were right beside me."Alright," the man said, his deep voice sharp and full of warning. "He doesn’t like being kept waiting."Sabrina’s gaze dropped to the ground, her fingers trembling before she steadied them with her other hand. "I won’t let you down," she replied, her tone quiet but resolute. "Tell him that."The man didn’t respond. Instead, he turned and strode into the woods, his retreating figure swallowed by the shadows. I focused on Sabrina, her shaky breaths filling the silence as she turned toward the path leading back
Her Chosen Mate 66. A Beautiful Day
Lyra's POV The golden hues of the setting sun spilled across the porch, bathing everything in a soft warmth. Sabrina cradled Justine in her arms, rocking him gently as she hummed an old lullaby. I sat across from her, pulling Moon out of the crib and letting her tiny body rest on my arm. Her soft coos and bright red irises glittered under the evening light, making my heart swell with both love and longing.“What are their names?” Sabrina asked, her voice gentle, her gaze focused on Justine’s chubby cheeks as he gurgled in response to her lullaby.“Justine, Moon, and Tristan,” I replied softly, running a finger along Moon’s tiny hand as she gripped it tightly. Her giggle melted my heart.“Beautiful names,” Sabrina said with a smile that reached her eyes.“Thanks,” I murmured, my gaze drifting back to Moon. Her red eyes captivated me, glimmering like rubies. They reminded me of him. Of Varg.A pang of sadness hit me as thoughts of him surfaced. I wondered what he was feeling right now.
