Todos os capítulos de The Lycan King's Scarred Mate: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

-Anastasia-Instead of saving Roman and torturing myself by returning to him, I stayed with Daphne. I felt a twinge of guilt, but I simply couldn’t handle the gossiping crowd. I could see Roman trying to escape so he could join us, but every time he wrapped up one conversation, another would pull him in. I knew I needed to be with him. After all, I was his queen.But just as I was about to excuse myself, someone called out to me. “Ana!”Suddenly, Jackson pushed through the enormous crowd, and I smiled at him as I walked over, surprising him with a hug.“What the…?”I pulled back, chuckling. I was much better at accepting touch when I initiated it. Jackson looked at me like I was a stranger, appearing bewildered.“You’re not Ana,” he said.“Funny!”We both laughed, and I grabbed his hand, pulling him over to where Daphne was. But when I focused back on her, I noticed she had gone pale.“Uh, Daphne, this is my cousin, Jackson. Jackson, this is Daphne,” I introduced them, but Jackson had

-Anastasia-My uncle and aunt found us a little later in the evening. My aunt let out a happy squeal upon seeing me, then grabbed my uncle’s hand and ran over to us, wrapping me in a tight hug.“I’ve missed you so much!”“I’ve only been out of the house for two weeks,” I replied.“And it has been so quiet!” she exclaimed.I pulled back and looked at her, puzzled. I barely made any noise.“Quiet?”“Okay, not quiet in that sense,” she said, brushing a small strand of hair away from my face. “But I do feel like you’re not there.”“Because there isn’t a dark cloud hanging over the house?” I joked.My aunt rolled her eyes, then focused on Roman and me together.“I see things are going great,” she said, clearly noticing the arm he had around me and the smiles on our faces.It was hard to hide how happy we were, and why should we?“They are,” I said, smiling at her.She looked overjoyed, and my uncle seemed very happy as well.“Have any of you seen Jackson?” my aunt suddenly asked, her brow f

-Anastasia-Roman twirled me around and pulled me back to him, and I laughed happily. We continued dancing until the music stopped, and then we clapped along with the others as we left the dance floor. After grabbing a drink, Roman turned to me with heated eyes, and I knew exactly what he was thinking.“So, what do you say? Home?” he asked.“Oh, definitely home,” I replied with a big smile.We sipped our drinks, but before we could leave, two couples approached us, eager to chat. This time, they actually seemed interested in talking to me—after all, I was officially a queen now. I wanted to groan out loud to express my frustration, and I could tell Roman felt the same. But then something hit my nose—an old fear stirred within me, bringing back memories of hatred. I turned to look at the lycan male closest to me, and suddenly, I was transported back to the moment I saw all the bodies. I felt my heart race as I stared at him, unable to look away, even though he was focused on Roman.Ana!

-Roman-It wasn’t how I had imagined my mate confessing her love for me. In my mind, I pictured us in bed together, simply enjoying each other’s company, loving each other’s bodies, and having a wonderful day. Instead, I found myself in this room with her, holding the very knife she would have used to kill one of the lycans who had taken her family from her.“What?” I asked her.Ana had tears in her eyes, which slowly trailed down her cheeks as she groaned and began pacing in front of me. I watched her, hearing the lycan outside walk by, blissfully unaware. At least he was safe from her—for now. But that wouldn’t last. Once I uncovered the truth, they would all be punished.“I grew desperate for it to happen fast,” she said, focusing on me again. “I became so desperate because I wanted a life with you. I wanted it to begin!”“It hasn’t begun?” I inquired, confused.“It has… but…”“But you’re still stuck in the past.”“I just needed to find a way to move beyond it. I needed to… to get s

*Warning: Another flashback, can be hard to read for sensitive readers*-Anastasia-“Take her!”I was being handed over to smaller arms, but I still felt their strength. It was chaotic and dark. I couldn’t figure out what had happened. One moment, we were laughing and running around with the other kids. My brother was nearby, joking with his friends, so happy. We were all so happy. But now screams filled the air. “Run, Tif! Just run!” my father urged.“But—” My father silenced my mother with a kiss, then took off as my mother sprinted with me toward the house. She wasn’t as strong as my father, and I was a big child now. She couldn’t carry me for long. My mother let me down, and we raced through the house, her hand gripping mine. We dashed through the rooms, blood splattering us both by the time we reached my bedroom.“Luna!” I heard someone call my mother’s name, and a woman appeared in the doorway before she was pulled out with a loud scream. I looked up at my mother, scared, but sh