บททั้งหมดของ The Lycan fated mate : บทที่ 171 - บทที่ 180

Uriah's POV:“You are a coming with me” I said wit a cold and firm look.Anya just looked at me and nodded.I wanted my son and I can but just sit there and do nothing .As we walked, Anya spoke hesitantly, "Luna Uriah, I saw Alpha Denzer a few nights ago."My heart skipped a beat. "You did? Where was he?"Anya's expression changed, and she seemed reluctant to reveal more. "He was with someone, a stranger. I couldn't hear their conversation, but they seemed to be discussing something important.""Did you see which way they went?" I asked, hope rising in my chest.Anya nodded. "Yes, they headed further into the forest, in the direction of the neighboring pack's territory."My heart pounded in my chest, and without a second thought, I began to follow the path Anya described.We left the pack in secret and walked for what felt like hours, our determination driving us forward. Finally, we reached a clearing where we saw Alpha Denzer and a tall figure, their backs turned to us.Anya sig

Uriah's POV:I moved swiftly through the dark forest, my heart pounding with every step I took. The guard had created a diversion, and I had managed to slip out of Alpha Denzer's palace unnoticed. Freedom was within my grasp, and I was determined to reunite with my pack and find my beloved son, Arion.Just as I was about to reach the edge of the forest, a strong hand grabbed my arm, pulling me back. I turned around to see Alpha Denzer himself standing there, his eyes blazing with anger."So, you thought you could escape from me, Luna Uriah?" he sneered.I tried to pull away, but his grip was unyielding. Panic surged through me, knowing that my escape had been thwarted."I won't let you take me back to that palace! I'll fight you every step of the way!" I spat, trying to sound defiant despite the fear I felt.Alpha Denzer's grip tightened, and he leaned in, his face inches away from mine. "You would be wise not to defy me, Luna. You see, I have ways of making you obey."I glanced ar

Uriahs POV: I stumbled through the unfamiliar part of the forest, clutching my son, Arion, tightly in my arms. My heart pounded in my chest, and each step felt heavier than the last. The leaves rustled overhead, and the distant hooting of an owl filled the night air."Tired, my sweet boy?" I whispered to Arion, but he remained silent, his little body growing limp with exhaustion.As I trudged on, my dress, once a beautiful and elegant gown, was now torn and tattered, resembling nothing more than a rag. My long, dark hair cascaded around my shoulders in disarray, and my face was smudged with dirt and tears.I was thirsty, so terribly thirsty, but I couldn't afford to stop. I had to keep moving, keep running from Alpha Denzer and his cruel grip.Finally, I spotted a cave in the distance and hurried towards it, hoping to find some shelter and rest. Inside, the cave was dimly lit, and the cool air provided some relief from the exhaustion and heat.I sat down, cradling Arion in my arms. H

Alpha Denzer's POV:Luna's defiant words lingered in my mind as I left her to stew in the darkness. "I will never be yours, Alpha Denzer. My heart belongs to Xavier, and I will fight you until my last breath." Oh, how she tried to resist. It amused me to see her struggle, but she had no idea of the depths of my determination.A week had passed since I last visited her. It was time to remind her of her precarious situation and the consequences of defying me. As I entered the dimly lit room, her fierce gaze met mine, but I could sense the fear hidden beneath her anger. Perfect."Where is my son? What have you done with him?" she demanded, her voice wavering just enough to betray her uncertainty.I took a step closer, relishing the opportunity to toy with her emotions. Gripping her chin firmly, I replied, "You should watch that mouth of yours, Luna. You're in no position to make demands."Her eyes burned with hatred, and I felt a rush of excitement at the challenge she presented. "Tell m

Xavier's POV:Days turned into weeks, and the search for Uriah seemed to be fruitless. Every lead we pursued turned out to be a dead end, and my heart sank with each passing day. Anya remained in a coma, and she was the only person who could shed light on what exactly happened in the forest that fateful night.One day, as I was discussing some ideas with the pack's scouts on how to track Uriah, I received urgent news that Anya had awakened. I hurriedly left the study room and rushed straight to Anya's room.When I entered, I saw her lying on the bed, her face pale and her eyes filled with tears. My heart softened at the sight of her vulnerability, but I pushed away my emotions, focusing on the urgency of the situation."Anya," I said coldly, trying to hide my own turmoil, "what were you doing in the forest that day with Uriah?"Tears streamed down Anya's face, and she began to beg for forgiveness. But I couldn't afford to be swayed by emotions. I needed answers.She stammered, "Uriah.