All Chapters of The Alpha’s Cast-out princess. : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Lucian's POVI woke up to the soft rays of the morning sun streaming through the curtains, casting a gentle glow upon the room. As my eyes fluttered open, I found Calla standing by the window, her delicate silhouette framed by the sunlight. There was a peacefulness in her presence, a serene beauty that captivated me."Good morning, love," I murmured, my voice still laced with traces of sleep. A warm smile graced my lips as I watched her turn to face me, her eyes sparkling with affection."Good morning, sleepyhead," she replied, her voice filled with tenderness. "I see someone finally decided to join the land of the living. You finally decided to wake up, huh? I was starting to think I'd have to leave you here and enjoy the day all by myself."I chuckled softly, propping myself up on the bed, my gaze fixed on her. "Well, it's hard to resist the temptation of waking up next to such a beautiful sight," he replied, his voice tinged with playfulness "And miss out on spending a beautiful mo

Calla's POVThe hours stretched on like an eternity as I waited for Lucian to return. Every passing minute seemed to magnify the unease that had settled within me. Finally, the sound of the door opening and closing sent a surge of relief through my veins, and I eagerly rushed to greet him.But as I approached him, I noticed the heaviness etched on his face, the weight of worry dragging down his features. My heart sank, and the joy I had felt moments ago dissolved into concern. Something was wrong, and I had to know what it was.I guided Lucian to the edge of the bed, urging him to sit down. With gentle hands, I began to undress him, my touch seeking solace and comfort amidst the storm that raged within his mind. As I removed each garment, I noticed the tension in his muscles, the vulnerability that lurked beneath his exterior.With a trembling voice, I asked, "What happened, Lucian? Why do you look so troubled?"He took a deep breath, his gaze meeting mine with a mixture of sadness an

Lucian's POVLeaving Alpha Darwin's office, my mind buzzed with a flurry of thoughts and concerns. The revelation of the Dark Fangs' involvement in the recent attacks weighed heavily on my shoulders. Their malevolence and the threat they posed to not just our pack but my Uncle's pack as well was undeniable. The letter sent by Axel, filled with threats and a declaration of war, played vividly in my mind. It was a chilling reminder of the imminent danger that loomed over us.As I walked along the familiar hallways, the soft glow of the lamps casting a warm light, my thoughts turned to Calla. She had always been my pillar of strength, my confidante in times of uncertainty. I knew that discussing this matter with her would bring me solace and, perhaps, shed light on potential strategies to tackle the looming threat.Reaching our shared room, I found Calla sitting by the window, her gaze lost in the moonlit night. I couldn't help but admire her, even in moments of contemplation. Her presen

Lucian's POV We were both standing in the shower, feeling the warm water cascading over our bodies. The steam enveloped us, making us feel cozy and comfortable. We were lathering each other's skin, our hands moving with gentle caresses. I watched as droplets of water trickled down Calla's smooth skin, her hair clinging to her shoulders. With delicate strokes, I washed away the sweat and grime from our morning exercises. I felt a surge of affection for this remarkable woman by my side as I massaged shampoo into her hair. Once we were thoroughly cleansed, we stepped out of the shower, wrapping ourselves in plush towels. We dried off before moving to the counter. I poured a generous amount of body lotion into my palm before smoothing it onto Calla's skin. In turn, she applied lotion to my skin. We indulged in a ritual of self-care, applying a rich body butter to nourish and pamper our skin. As we stood side by side, our bodies now enveloped in a soft sheen, Calla turned to me with a m

Lucian's POVDressed to the nines, Calla and I were prepared to attend the general meeting with the board. As we made our way down the hallway, the mixture of anticipation and nerves was palpable. Approaching the grand entrance to the meeting room, the imposing doors loomed before us, and I could sense Calla's growing anxiety. I reached out and gently clasped her hand, urging her to take a deep breath and collect herself. "You've got this," I whispered, reminding her of her talents and the countless times she had faced challenges head-on and emerged victorious. With newfound composure, we pushed open the doors revealing the meeting room filled with expectation. The stern faces of the board members greeted us, their expressions revealing a mix of curiosity, skepticism, and authority. As we walked towards the front, I couldn't help but notice the signs of trepidation etched on Calla's face. Taking our designated places at the front of the room, we prepared to address the board. It was