All Chapters of The Beastly Lycan's Unwanted Wife: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Regina"Why are you so silent all of a sudden?" Charles said his eyes were narrowing suspiciously. "Is there something going on between the two of you that I should know about?" My heart raced as I searched for a plausible explanation, desperately hoping that Charles didn't know about our connection. "Charles, I beg you to leave her alone." Richard interrupted with a stern tone, his gaze fixed on Charles. "She's been through enough already.""Wait, did I hear you beg in front of me?" Charles questioned me with a smile, his tone laced with amusement. Richard's expression hardened, and he responded firmly, "Yes, I beg you, just let go." The tension in the room grew palpable as the two men locked eyes, neither willing to back down. Charles started laughing, removing the knife from my neck and walking towards Richard, his laughter echoing through the room. "You really thought I would harm her? You underestimate me, Richard." Richard's relief was evident as he watched Charles approach, bu

ReginaThat’s me inside the painting with Richard, along my side. How did I end up in this mysterious painting, together with Richard?"That's me," I muttered to myself in disbelief as I stared at the painting. But what am I doing in these paintings with Richard? It felt like a surreal dream as if I had been transported into another dimension where art and reality collided. I couldn't help but wonder how this enchanting, yet perplexing, journey had unfolded. "This is King Richard and Queen Ruth in the pictures." The old man, James, interrupted my thoughts with a gentle smile. "I have the great honor of painting it at their mating ceremony," he continued. "The ceremony was a grand affair, filled with opulence and extravagance befitting their royal status. As an artist, it was my duty to capture their love and unity in this timeless masterpiece." I listened intently, captivated by James' words, eager to uncover the secrets behind the mysterious connection between myself and these regal

Regina"Go to your room and don't come unless I tell you," Charles ordered as soon as we returned to the pack house. I could sense the anger in his voice, and I knew better than to question his authority. Obediently, I turned and made my way towards my room, wondering what had caused him to be so upset. I still need some peace from his constant demands and brutal acts. As I closed the door behind me, I couldn't help but hope that this time alone would provide a much-needed respite from the tension that had filled the air. I quickly removed the clothes Charles made me wear, relieved to finally be free from the suffocating weight of his expectations. I changed into something comfortable, eager to shed the facade I had been forced to wear. As I slipped into my favorite worn-out t-shirt, a sense of liberation washed over me, reminding me that I still had control over my own choices and destiny. The shirt smells like Richard. The familiar scent brought back memories of happier times, rem

ReginaWe spend all day talking through our mindlink, sharing our thoughts and emotions effortlessly. It's like having a constant connection, allowing us to understand each other on a deeper level. We talk and talk as if there is no end to our conversation, delving into the depths of our minds and exploring the intricacies of our souls. Sharing everything that we might not have known about each other before. It's a profound experience that strengthens our bond and brings us closer together, unveiling layers of ourselves that we never knew existed. 'Richard.' I called his name in my mind as I closed my eyes, sensing the familiar pair of his eyes staring at me with a mixture of curiosity and affection. 'You know that there was always a part of me that felt worthless and insecure. I mean, look at me, the daughter of the strongest alpha who can't turn in her wolf form, let alone defend her pack.' I said as I felt worthless and vulnerable.'You're not weak; you're stronger than all of us.

Regina'Richard,' I called as he went silent all of a sudden. Concern filled my chest as I anxiously waited for a response, hoping that everything was alright. 'Are you there?''Yes...' Richard said, breaking his long silence. His voice sounded strained, and I could sense a hint of sadness in his reply. It was clear that something was bothering him, but he seemed hesitant to share.I gently pressed, "Is something wrong? You can talk to me, you know." I was concerned about his well-being; who knows what harm Charles can bring to him now?Richard let out a heavy sigh before finally opening up, 'I am fine.' He replied. 'Was just lost in some thoughts.' I could tell that Richard's response was not entirely truthful.'What kind of thoughts?' I asked, trying to show genuine interest. I wanted him to know that I was there for him, ready to listen without judgment.'Nothing.' Richard said to change the subject. I could sense Richard's reluctance to share his thoughts, but I didn't want to push