All Chapters of Goodbye, my mate: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Leo's POV"Be a loving, obedient boy. Do what your father asks you to do." Those were my mother's parting words to me, her golden rule for surviving the court's jealousy and menace. They were her curse, the source of her miserable fate as the mistress of a Lycan King. And she passed that curse onto me.I heard the heavy doors creak open, footsteps echoing closer. I recognized the familiar cadence of my father's stride. He’s here, I thought. And he's come to end my life.Emerging from the shadows, my father’s imposing figure loomed, flanked by my sister Leah and her ex-husband, Lucas Farrow. Despite everything, Lucas looked undeniably captivating in his army suit.I couldn’t decipher the expression on my father’s face. Emotions and feelings had always been a mystery to me; I never grasped the connection between what people showed and what they felt. The Lycan King, my father, had never revealed his true feelings to anyone, except me. But I was the defective one, incapable of responding

Leah's POVLucas wrestled the gun from Lester’s hand, aiming it at him."No!" Darren shoved Lucas’s arm, causing the bullet to hit a nearby chair instead."What the fuck are you doing, Swanson?! That freak’s going to kill us!" Lucas yelled."That freak is my brother!" Darren cried, a raw anguish in his voice.Lucas lowered the gun, letting it clatter to the floor. Despite Lester's desperate struggles, my wolf refused to relent. Darren, with tears streaming down his face, approached me."Leah, let go of him," Darren pleaded.My wolf, still in fight mode, snarled, but Darren wasn’t deterred. He met my gaze with a calm, steady stare. "Let go of my brother, Leah," he whispered, tears choking his voice.Finally, my wolf released Lester. Blood gushed from his neck as he choked, drowning in his own fluids."I'm sorry, brother. It should have been me," Darren whispered, collapsing beside him.Lester tried to speak, his mouth forming silent words. Darren leaned close, listening. Whatever was s

Lucas' POVI was stunned. Completely paralyzed.When my deceased Beta, Basil, was alive, I had promised to look after his sister. If he were here now, he might be able to forgive me for the way I'd treated her.I rose, facing Josephine. "You're free to go now. Jorah will be in touch. Don't ever set foot in my pack again."Josephine lifted her head, defiant. "There won't be a next time, Alpha Lucas."After she left, I felt a gnawing unease settle deep within me. Why did Josephine's visit bother me so much? Perhaps it was because she was pregnant.I needed to be with Leah. The doctor's orders be damned—I had to go to her now.Just as I was about to leave, Gean Lee walked back in, casually wiping his hands with a handkerchief, as calm as ever."So?" I demanded."His Highness Leonard is asleep now," he said, placing a small, switch-like device on the table."And what's that?" I asked, frowning."It's a microchip. He had it implanted under his skin to communicate with his prototype soldier

Leah's POVMy father? This was the second time someone had mentioned his involvement in the enhancement project. Yet, that still didn't validate Leo's outrageous claims."The lab was destroyed later," Sak continued."What happened?" I asked, my curiosity piqued."It was located at the far end of the old Huffner Bridge. When Mick set fire to the bridge, the lab caught fire and burned down."Mick Toussaint. He was just a teenager back then. He set the bridge ablaze and was later sent to rehab by his father, the late Alpha Dire. The past was a jumble of fragmented events, impossible to piece together fully."The next time I saw Finn was at the slave market," Sak went on. "I recognized him immediately because of the scars on his chest. I bought him and took him home, giving him food and shelter. I didn't want him working in the club, but the Blazebite Prowlers kept causing trouble. When you came to my club, I had to push Finn out to keep them away. With your influence, they wouldn't dare

Gean's POVMy life is nothing short of tragic. I think that’s a fair assessment. Loving men is apparently a capital offense in our pack. They shunned me like I was a plague-ridden rat, disregarding every talent I had to offer.But I’m a problem solver. I work with diverse clients, providing them expert solutions. To truly excel, you need a personal touch and influential connections. And what could be more influential than a prodigal son from a Lycan family?I met Leo during his time in medical school. He was as queer as a three-dollar bill back then and convinced he had some mysterious ailment. He’d lock himself away in the lab for weeks, only to emerge with a new potion, claiming he’d discovered the cure. He’d down it and promptly pass out, only to wake up queerer than ever.It took a lot of persuading to convince him that there was nothing wrong with us. I can be very persuasive, if you catch my drift. One morning, he woke up in my arms and said, “Gean, I think I’ve found my solutio