All Chapters of One Night Stand with the Lycan: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Marco’s POVSeraphina's eyes held a profound sadness as she replied, "Swiftclaw's desire to eliminate the child stems from his desperate need to maintain his grip on power. If the prophecy comes to fruition, it would mean the end of the Dark Wolves' reign. This child holds the key to their downfall."Marco's fists clenched tighter as his anger grew. "So, he killed my father to eliminate any opposition and now seeks to destroy this child to ensure his rule continues unchallenged. But why target our town specifically? How does he know about the child's lineage?"Seraphina's ancient eyes locked onto Marco's, their depth filled with wisdom and understanding. "Your father, he knew about the child, Marco. I believe he discovered the truth and sought to protect both the child and the kingdom from Swiftclaw's grasp. It is likely that Swiftclaw learned of this knowledge through spies or other means, and he targeted your town to eliminate any trace of the child's existence."Marco's heart pound

Marco’s POVWhen I opened the door, I saw someone standing in the dark hallway. I was happy to see that it was Sage, my good friend whom I trust. But something was wrong. He looked bent over and was leaning on the doorframe. His clothes had blood stains on them.I called out his name and rushed to help him. I asked him what happened and if he was okay. He spoke with difficulty and weakness, telling me that something bad was going on. Swiftclaw, a person we know, was planning something against me.I felt worried and scared in my stomach. Sage usually doesn't exaggerate, and his condition showed that the situation was serious. I led him inside the room and helped him sit on a chair. I knew we had to act fast, so I called for a healer.As the room became brighter, I saw Sage's pale face filled with pain. His eyes, usually full of life, now looked tired and determined. Blood kept flowing from his side, and he pressed his hand against the wound.Sage winced as he tried to get comfortable i

Scarlett's POV "I was born in a small village with pretty hills and meadows," I said, feeling both happy and vulnerable. "When I was a kid, I had good and hard times, like everyone else. But I was fortunate to be born into a group of werewolves. We were like a big family, and we cared for and supported each other. Even though I was a lower-ranked werewolf, called an Omega, I always felt valued and accepted. Everyone in the group was nice to me, and I felt like I belonged." "That sounds amazing," Elara said. "It was," I replied. "I loved growing up in the group. We would play together in the woods, swim in the river, and have campfires at night. It was a special time." I paused, remembering the good times I had with my packmates. "But then, everything changed," I said. "When I was six years old, there was a fight between our group and another one. My parents and other members of our group were killed." I took a deep breath and kept going. I closed my eyes, trying to gather the st

Scarlett's POV"Yes," I said with relief in my voice. "We were really determined and lucky, so we found a moment of rest. We ran faster than the people chasing us and left them confused. It was a short time when we were safe, and my uncle had to make a hard choice."Elara leaned closer, looking at me without moving her eyes, so I kept talking. "He took me to his house, a secret place where nobody could see us, so we could have a safe place to stay," I said gratefully. "We hid there for many days and nights, waiting for the storm to go away and the dangers to get smaller."There was a quiet pause while we all thought about what I was going to say next. Elara looked worried and asked gently, "What happened after that, Scarlett?" Her voice sounded a little scared.I took a deep breath and found the courage to share the sad truth. "We stayed there for weeks, and then my uncle finally told me the really sad news," I said, my voice shaking with sadness and acceptance. "He said my parents ha

Scarlett's POV"I can't believe we're doing this," Lila whispered, sounding worried."I know, but we have to. She needs to know," Elara replied with determination.Their quiet words made me more and more anxious. I wondered what they were talking about that was so important and urgent that they couldn't tell me directly. I tried my best to understand what they were saying."Scarlett will be very sad," Lila murmured, feeling guilty."I understand, but she deserves to know the truth. It's the right thing to do," Elara said firmly.Their words made me even more curious and worried. Time felt like it was going by so slowly, and I couldn't stop pacing back and forth, waiting for them to come back. I imagined all kinds of things based on their conversation, and I started feeling scared.Finally, the door opened slowly, and Lila and Elara came back into the room. I looked at them, hoping to find clues in their faces. Lila seemed worried and caring, while Elara looked determined yet understan