All Chapters of Stealing the Lycan's Son: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER ELEVEN CAMILLAMy heart sank. The blood completely drained from my face.Is that the real reason why he hates me? My own father, blaming me for the death of a mother I never had, for being brought to the world? It takes two people to make a baby, yet why was I blamed for being born? I never asked to be born, I wasn’t the one who released my seed into my mate and eventually got her pregnant. Yet somehow, this pack seems brainwashed by my father for having the same ridiculous fucking logic.I clenched my fists by my sides, not realizing the prince had stepped up closer to me until he stood mere inches away from my spot. Damn it, don’t cry. Don't cry. Don’t you fucking cry. I scold myself when I felt his hand below my chin, tilting my head upwards to look into his blood red eyes.I felt a sob rising in my throat. Each second that passed, I feel as though it’s getting harder to breathe. I glanced at Alaric, who is now staring intently at Dash, raising his brow. “And who would tha

13. ALARICI had sent Fergus to make sure my mate does not get into any trouble. Judging from the bruises and the state she's in, beaten, starved, and slightly malnourished compared to the other girl named Angela who looks healthier, wearing all those expensive clothing my mate does not seem to have, I won't take any chances. His father only confirmed my assumptions with his harsh words. There's no mistaking she was his daughter. For they have the same features, almost, except for her turquoise green eyes and lighter skin. She looked nothing like Lily, my first mate. She had thick blonde hair that bounced on her shoulders and cerulean eyes. I sighed. I'm doing it again...The beast inside me growled, furious I would even think about her when we have already found a mate.I sent him some healing energy to calm him. I know, buddy. Lily is gone."Alaric!" My head snapped instantly, noting how Fergus had just now addressed me by my name. That means something is going on.I looked at h

15. ALARICI stared at her in awe. Her devastation is appalling, and the strength of that slap was unexpected. She even filled the room with such an oppressing energy I could barely keep my feet standing. I had thought she was a Royal in the making, but I don't think she needs that much training after that brief show of power. And she doesn't even know it. I admit, I know exactly how she feels. Know how suffocating and painful it must be to realize that you've hurt someone you care about most. All because you can't control your lycan. No one knows but us Royals, that that's the painstaking downside of being born as one. You can't help but just hurt the people you love because of how strong you are. Being a Royal is a curse, I thought to myself, watching as my mate's body shook violently before my eyes. The fear of realizing what she might have done getting to her.Yet, at the very least, I will not let her feel the burden of this curse. Wanting to protect her mattered more to me tha

CAMILLA“I accept.” I say, the words leaving an echo that resounded across the room.Alaric’s mouth closed and opened like a fish, as if he wanted to say something. David smiled from ear to ear, but said nothing in response.“I just have to sign these papers, don’t I?”I say a little too enthusiastically, lifting the paper in my hands, shaking.I pick up the pen and signed the papers. All in one go.Looking up, I find Alaric staring directly at me, his eyes going wide.“Here.” I handed over the papers to David, who took them from me happily.“Great! Then it’s all settled!” he mused, getting to his feet, papers clutched tightly in hand.“The mating ceremony will be held by the next full moon. In the meantime, I will teach you to control your lycan.” He tells me. His words has me blinking my eyes at him, confused.“Lycan?”“You really don’t remember?” Alaric asks.I shook my head. My mind is in a blur. I don’t seem to remember anything, but with a lycan involved?“What do you mean contr

19. AlaricMy lycan wouldn’t shut up since that day we were close enough to inhale her, feel her, touch her… I was glad I didn’t. I needed a getaway to stop my lycan from claiming her without yet completing the mating process. Anything to take my mind off her for just a minute. As soon as opportunity throws itself at me, I took it. Apparently, some packs requested me personally to train the new recruits. I grabbed the letter and shipped myself off to Watergoose pack to offer assistance, even if all I wanted was to breathe in Camilla’s scent and…God, feel her body against me. Her scent alone was driving me crazy, although she didn’t know it. Those minutes I wished for turned into days, days into weeks before I am forced to head back for the awaited mating ceremony. I told myself I can’t avoid her forever. In one way or another, I have to do what is right if I consider Camilla my mate. I would not let my lycan hurt her anymore than he hurt Lily. I regret letting pure instinct take cont