All Chapters of Own By The Lycan King: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MIA’S POVMom jumped off the stairs landing on her feet like a real badass woman. The werewolf attack her, but Mom fought back effortlessly. “Mia, the bat!” I threw the baseball to Mom. She caught it, and swung it to the werewolves face causing it to wimp and run. She took her and called someone. Within thirty minutes, a van pulled over in front of our house. A group of guy came out and replace our door. They fixed everything like nothing happened. Mom talked to a guy seating at the front seat. Their voices are barely audible making me hard to listen to them. After which, the van left. I didn’t leave my spot sitting at the crouch facing the front door. I’m waiting for an explanation and Mom will give it to me. “Mia, why are you still here? It’s late. You should go back to your room and sleep,” Mom started the stairs.“Who are those people?”Mon looked around, “Who?”“Those who fixed our door!” I had raised my voice. Mom was playing like nothing happened. “Carpenter

NIXON’S POV “That’s the Lycan King? What is he doing working in a library?” I showed Matt where to find Davon. He also noticed his closeness to Mia. Their smiles and glances could tell they were into each other. We watched from afar, seeing Davon and Mia enter the library. They were holding each other’s hands. “How did it happen? How did Mia get two mates?” Matt was confused as I was. “I remember Davon said Mia was the reincarnation of her mate before he disappeared right in front of us. I have a feeling that he doesn’t live in our world.” “What does that mean?” “If what Rendel and Ecko see is true, he may be trapped somewhere because of a curse and now freed.” “I don’t know about that, Nixon, but I’m telling you, Uncle Faustus won’t like it. He had enough problems in his hand right now. This one would certainly put him over the edge.” ******* The inauguration of the new leader of the Legion would be in two weeks. Rumors got to them about the new leader abolishing the treaty.

MIA'S POV Davon wore a business suit when I arrived at the Italian Restaurant he chose for our first date. The first thing that came to my mind when he called was waffle. It was his favorite human food, so I thought we were going to stroll in the mall. Gladly, I wore a black mini-dress that hugged my curve. Somehow matching Davon's business looks surprises me. "This place looks expensive. Are you sure we are going on a date here?" "Relax. It was less expensive than you think. I got this," I clung to Davon's arm walking inside, and he was right. The restaurant was budget friendly. Only the ambiance makes it classy. Perfect place for me to tell Davon about his brother. I have been avoiding the conversation about finding his pack. I was also happy that Davon forgot about them as the day went by. But if Nixon was Victor Maddox's brother, he had the right to see him. After so many years of being trapped inside the notebook, he's finally going home. Since Davon needed to learn th

MIA'S POV "Daddy!" I ran to my father, wrapping my arms around him. Never did I imagine seeing him again. I thought he had forgotten about me forever. He changed a lot and is sober now. The rehab was good for him. "Oh, Mia, my baby girl!" Dad said in tears, hugging me tight. "I thought I never see you again!" I cried. The last memory I had with my Dad flashes back in my mind. "I'm so sorry, Mia. It took me a while to come back, but I am here now, and I'm never leaving you again." This is the day I've been waiting for my whole life. Growing up without a father and an abusive stepfather was a battle emotionally and physically. I never dreamt of a perfect family, just a complete one. Although we may not be complete, at least I have a Mom and a Dad. That was all I was asking. "Oh, Dad, please don't leave me again." "Never again, my baby girl." We really want to catch up, but Mom would suspect if I went home late. Dad gave me his number and promised to call the next day to meet him

MIA’S POV“Indeed she is. Now,” Faustus face Davon, “About meeting Victor. I have a plan, and I hope you will comply to it, my King.”It was so awkward how Faustus address Davon as king. He bowed his head every time and spoke with cautious. “Why do you need a plan? Just take me to Victor and I’m sure he’ll be delighted to see me.” One thing that I also noticed with Davon, he spoke with conviction around werewolves. It comes out naturally. As if every cell of his body knows he’s the king, showing dominance and power. “Things change a lot here, my king. I hope you understand,” Faustus explained with a chuckle. “I’m aware of that, and please, quit saying my king. No one calls me that for many decades.”“Alright then. I shall arrange the meeting. I’ll tell you when I come up with the plan,” Faustus took Davon’s phone number and asked him where he stays. He was surprised to know that Davon was working in a library, and offered to pay his abode. But Davon declined the offer. He