All Chapters of The Last Lycan: The Alpha's Bride: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

“Where are the daggers?” He asks and I tell him it’s hidden under my bed. As I watch Jacob, I see him reach for the daggers I keep hidden under my bed. He holds them tightly in his hands, his fingers wrapped around the hilts. I can see the tension in his body, the determination on his face. I can tell he's preparing to battle those men outside as hard as possible, and I feel a mixture of fear and anticipation. "Jacob, be careful," I say, my voice shaky. He smiles at me, trying to be reassuring. "Don't worry, I've got this," he says. But I can't shake the feeling that something terrible might just happen.Just as Jacob is about to make a move, my mother stops him. She looks at him with a strange glint in her eyes, and then she speaks. "I have a plan," she says, her voice steady. "We're not going to do anything rash." Jacob seems relieved, his shoulders relaxing. "I'm glad you're here, your majesty," he says, bowing to her. I'm curious about her plan, but I trust her completely. If anyo

I drive the van down the long, winding road, the engine humming softly. The silence is almost deafening, the only sound the occasional swish of the wheels on the pavement. Natasha, Alphana, and Jacob sit stiffly in the back seat, their faces grim. I can't blame them for not trusting me, after all I've done. But it's too late for them to turn back now. I glance at my reflection in the rearview mirror, a cold smile playing on my lips.Natasha speaks up, her voice trembling with emotion. "Where are you taking us?" she asks, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. I glance at her in the mirror, the corners of my lips turning up in a cruel smirk. "There's a safe house on the outskirts of town," I reply, my tone deliberately cold. "My sister and I used to go there to train our werewolf abilities." The mention of my sister brings a wave of sorrow to Natasha's face. She lowers her head, her eyes filled with regret."I'm so sorry about what happened to your sister," Natasha says, her voice hoarse

I stand on the top of a tree outside my mansion in the woods, peering through my stethoscope. I see Thomas and his men moving around inside my house, which looks like it's been transformed into some sort of base. Jacob, looks terrified. I find myself grinning, my dark sense of humor taking over."Go home if you're too chicken to spy," I say to Jacob, unable to hide my amusement. He shivers, looking at me with wide eyes. "I'm scared of what Thomas will do to us if we're spotted," he stammers. I look down at the mansion, considering our options. "We can't just do nothing," I say, my mind racing. "We need to stop Thomas before he does something terrible." Jacob nods, but he still looks scared. "What can we do?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.Suddenly, I spot Aurora walking around the compound, her power radiating from her like a force field. She's beautiful, but she's also dangerous, and I growl silently knowing she's the one who weakened me and left me vulnerable to be atta

I stare at Arturo with an icy glare, not a trace of fear in my eyes. I know who he is, what he's capable of. But I'm not afraid of him. I've faced worse, and I've always come out on top. Besides, I have a secret weapon. Jacob, still young and as naive as ever, begins to back away, his eyes wide with fear. But I stand my ground, my face a mask of cold determination. Arturo's eyes narrow, and he asks us, "What are you looking for?" I don't hesitate. "Aurora sent us to deliver some potions to you," I say. His eyes widen in surprise, then narrow again. "Aurora?" he asks, his voice skeptical. I nod. "Yes," I reply, trying to sound confident. "She asked us to deliver these potions to you." He stares at me, his gaze intense. Then, he sighs and says, "Fine. You can leave, but I want those potions dropped over there instead." I nod and grab the potions from where we left them and move it where Arturo pointed. After we’re done here, I take a moment to examine the place once more before turning

I'm in my bedroom, snuggled up in my soft, warm bed. Suddenly, I hear a loud thunk from downstairs. I open my eyes, bleary and disoriented, and I realize that Lucien is splitting wood outside. I cringe at the noise and pull my baby closer to me, trying to shield her from the sound. "Why does he have to do that so early?" I mutter to myself. I can feel a headache forming, and I sigh, knowing that it's going to be a long day.I slowly push myself out of bed and make my way to the window. I pull back the curtains, the sunlight streaming in, and I see the scene outside. Jacob and Lucien are shirtless, their muscles rippling as they swing their axes with a practiced ease. The wood they're chopping comes from a stack near the house, and I wonder where they got it. I stand there, mesmerized by the sight, as they work in perfect tandem. It's a strange but oddly comforting sight, and I find myself unable to look away.As I'm watching the men outside, I hear a soft footstep behind me. I turn ar