All Chapters of Saving Her Lycan: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

**Lilac** "WYLANDA." I instantly push the tablet back to her, glancing around. "Why are you showing me this? And where the hell did you see that?" "Because I need answers.. And I got the picture while doing some research." I frown and then feign a disinterested look even though I am dying to know what all this is about. Pergaps if I can get to the root of this then the stability of my life will be guaranteed. "That has nothing to do with me, I do not know why you think I can help. By the way there are other Lycan students that will kill for a research with you, what does an Human like me know?" "I saw you reading that book." Beryl says, folding her arms. I clear my throat. "So? Now you're stalking me?" I spit my words. "Goddess! No! The book... You got it from the library right?" "Obviously." I huff. "And you can read it?" I roll my eyes tiredly, already getting strung out of Beryl's weird antics. Why did I even decide to listen to her in the first

**Lilac** "Someone tried to kill you, do you remember that?" Carla asks Kael. It's been three hours since I found out my husband does not remember me or anyone in particular, three hours since I have begin to question my life in this stupid Lycan city, three hours since I have started replaying Nina and Milo's words in my head of how I will actually die here in Lycania. Could things actually get any worse? Issy has gone back to the palace, I wonder if the royal family already knows of his condition and if they did, why have they not contacted Carla? Kael shuts his eyes at Carla's question, his index finger rubbing on his eyebrow in deep thought then he shakes his head. "Nothing. I remember nothing," He says. I groan inaudibly. This is so fucking bad. How can he not remember anything? He didn't hit his head or something... So what the hell is going on? Kael stops rubbing his brow and then his gaze meets mine again. "Can I have some space with my wife please?" He says to Carla without

*Lilac* Feelings are a funny thing. They make you forget about the past and leaves you only focused on the present. The past is long forgotten as I snake my arm around Kael's waist, air breathing on both our necks as he rides the scooter. I have never been on a scooter before, I remember that Milo once talked about riding on one with Barry, a guy from our highschool. She was so proud of it when she said it and she had that stupid twisted look on her face, the one she always had when she got something under her grasp. That day I couldn't have cared less, but now I feel so high and free like all my bad memories are being erased. Is this because of the ride? Or me being with Karl? I certainly do not think it would be the latter. Kael pulls the scooter to a stop in front of a fenced place with a big black gate. I have never been to this side of the city and I am wondering how Kael knows this place when he supposedly remembers nothing but I do not mention that. I let him park t

I am here again. They say three is the charm right? I hope so. She is on that same rocking chair, and today I see her face very clearly as if it were daylight. She is holding that baby again, and it is with shock that I realize the uncanny resemblance between that baby and someone I know—Kael! "Lily!! Lily!" The man comes rushing down the stairs, on his hands is that same dagger. I see him. I know him. King Alaric of Lycania, Kael's Father. "Al Please... You cannot do this to me." "Lily." He grins maniacally. "Sometimes, you have to sacrifice yourself for the greater good!" "What greater good Alaric! Killing me will not solve your problem!" "I will kill you, and that abomination you call a son!" The woman, whose name I now know as Lily holds her son protectively and leaps off the rocking chair. "Al, what has come over you! You were never like this!" The pain in which she speaks is so evident, her lips tremble. "You have no idea! You really have

*Lilac* I told Kael about the books and the dreams. I narrated the dreams and the entries of the book to him. Trusting no one does not mean I cannot trust my husband, besides he is the only one I can rely on in all of Lycania. We go back inside without saying a word, although we are holding hands. It is so strange how we moved from being total strangers to secretly leaning on each other in just six days, something we could not achieve in the four months that we have been married. Should I say I love the outcome of his memory loss? Or should I say I am scared of how he would turn out to be when the day breaks now that his memories are back? I hope he stays the same considerate caring listening Kael. I like this side of him. I fear the outcome of whatever this is. But little drops of water would eventually make a mighty ocean, right? Apart from being scared, I am excited. Who gets excited over solving a murder case? Me apparently. I did not use to be like this, but h