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Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 492 All the Things We Can’t Say
ErikThe door opens with a creak that sounds too loud for a night like this and Scarlett steps inside.Her clothes are scorched in places. Her boots leave smudges of soot. There’s a cut on her cheek that’s already sealing over.I don’t move from where I sit on the floor, I just stare at her, waiting to see what she needs from me.She sees me, and for one long second, neither of us speaks. Then she exhales like she’s been holding her breath since she stepped outside.“I didn’t kill her,” she says.“I know.” I’m sure the temptation must have been there.“She tried to kill me.”“I know.”“She almost hit the inn. Almost hit you.”I nod.Her jaw clenches. “You’re not going to say anything?”“I’m waiting,” I say. “For the thing you actually want to say.”Scarlett walks to the hearth and stands there, letting the warmth lick at her fingers like it can burn away what she did.Or what she didn’t.“I wanted to,” she whispers.“I know.” She has every right to that desire.“I had her on the groun
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 491 Ash and Ice
ScarlettI feel her coming before I see her. Not because of the hook, Erik severed that.Not because of a vision. Those have gone quiet lately, waiting for a choice I’ve already made.I feel her because the temperature drops. Because my skin tightens. Because the fire inside me rises like a beast being challenged.Victoria steps into the courtyard like she owns it. Like Raventon is hers. Like the silence between us isn’t heavy with every almost, every never, every cut we both pretend not to bleed from.She doesn’t bring backup. Neither do I.I walk out of the inn alone, dust from the shutters still clinging to my sleeves. My pulse is steady. My hands are loose at my sides.But my magic hums against my ribs like it’s asking permission to bite.I give it.Victoria stops a few paces away. Her cloak is a storm cloud around her. Her hair is too perfect, like she froze it into place.And her magic leaks from her in invisible shivers. Cold sharp enough to splinter bone.We stand there for a
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 490 The Howl and the Hearth
ScarlettThere’s a fire burning in the hearth. Something so simple shouldn’t be this comforting, but it is.The scent of char and pine, the low crackle of wood, the way the shadows dance against the walls, it reminds me of home.Of the pack house back in the hills, of the way mom always left the doors open during storm season so we could all come in, barefoot and drenched, and warm our bones without needing to ask.Aunt Cerelia pours something steaming into a mug and hands it to me. It smells like cinnamon and bark and heat. I don’t ask what it is. I don’t care. I just drink.The others are scattered around the sitting room in loose orbit. No one speaks much.Dad paces. Uncle Soren sharpens a blade he probably won’t need.Elliott and Chris sit shoulder-to-shoulder near the fire, legs nearly tangled, whispering low and fast and intense like they always do.I still haven’t spoken to them, but it’s clear they’ve found their own way out of the tangle they were in.Erik sits next to me on
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 489 Blades Between Sisters
VictoriaIt snaps like bone. Not loudly. Not even with an audible sound.Just a break inside me. A violent vacuum where there used to be a connection. Something warm, or soft, or his. Now it’s just… gone.He cut it. He cut me. Not just out of his body, out of his life.My knees slam into the floor of my chamber and I don’t feel it. Not the pain. Not the cold.There is only emptiness left.The tether is gone. The hook I laid so carefully, so deliberately, burned right out of him and she wasn’t even the one to do it.Scarlett’s flame licked through it, but it was Erik’s choice that severed it.And that’s what guts me. He chose her. Again. In the most permanent way possible.Not in the way boys pick pretty girls. This wasn’t about affection. It was about allegiance. About power. About faith.He believes in her. Even knowing what she could become. Even after everything I offered him.He still gave her his loyalty.I claw at the rug, trying to breathe, trying to pull magic to me. But it sp
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 488 Eruption
ErikThe tether tugs. Not softly. Not like the usual hum of Scarlett’s magic brushing against mine in sleep or silence.This is sharp. Urgent. Wrong.I shoot upright, breath caught in my throat. Next to me, Scarlett stirs too, face buried in the pillow, a frown tightening her brow.“Erik,” she mumbles, not fully awake.“I feel it,” I whisper.And I do. Something is moving. No, someone.The pull isn’t from Scarlett. It’s not the warmth of her fire pressing into me. It’s cold. Familiar. Familiar in the worst way.The hook pulses once. Then again, much harder.My chest tightens. Not with fear, not entirely. It’s more like pressure. Like I’m being drawn into something not of my making.I get up fast, ignoring the way my knees threaten to buckle. Scarlett’s fire clings to me like it doesn’t want me to go.But I have to. Because I know what this is.Victoria is calling and I’m done answering to her for anything.I don’t tell Scarlett where I’m going. She’d follow if she knew, and this time,
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 487 No Voice But Mine
ScarlettI feel them before I see them. With the part of me that was wolf before it was flame. The part that knows when something unnatural is near.I hear no footsteps, But I know they’re here.The Circle of Silence doesn’t need to knock. They slip into places, into thoughts. Into gaps. Into fear.But they made a mistake this time. They came for me in a place where I’m awake and in full control of my faculties.I don’t tell anyone where I’m going.I leave the inn at twilight, before the sun fully dies and the cold sets in. I don’t want the others here for this.Not Erik, not Aunt Cerelia, not even my mother. This is mine.A final warning to the ones who keep trying to shape me into something I never agreed to become.The Circle is waiting in the courtyard behind the old church. The one that hasn’t held prayers in a hundred years. They like quiet places. Forgotten places.They think it gives them power. An aura of mystery and some kind of psychic power.They’re wrong.There are three
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