All Chapters of The Alpha's Forbidden Lycan: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

-Jackson-I woke up feeling better than I had in a very long time. Daphne was practically sleeping on top of me, and she was the most incredible sight to wake up to. I began to lazily play with her hair, feeling my cock harden once again, craving to be deep inside my little mate. But I had enjoyed her body all night, so I decided to let her rest a little longer.Daphne stirred slowly, blinking open her eyes and smiling at me sweetly. “Morning,” she whispered.“Morning.”I leaned closer and kissed her, and she sighed contentedly.“Goddess, I love waking up to you,” I told her.She blushed adorably, then leaned in to kiss me harder, more passionately. I groaned as she pulled away, but then she pushed the blanket off us, climbing up my body. It seemed my mate was hungry, too, and I let her take charge as she grabbed my cock and slowly guided me inside her. She needed more to take me all the way, so I reached out to rub her clit, warming her up until I slid all the way in, making us both g

-Daphne-Even though our little paradise felt great, I knew Jackson and I couldn’t shake the uncertainty of whether this would truly work before we returned to our world and faced the monsters lurking there. Or maybe it was just my own monsters I had to confront, but with Jackson by my side, I hoped I would be strong enough to defeat them.“How are you feeling?” he asked as I slipped on my jacket.“Nervous. Scared. Like I might throw up,” I confessed.He let out a low whistle before we both chuckled.“That’s a lot of feelings,” he said.“A lot,” I agreed.He stepped closer, wrapping his arms around me and smiling. I felt better when he held me.“You got this,” he said reassuringly.“You always have such strong beliefs,” I pointed out.“I believe in us. Is that bad?”“No, not at all. But in me? Yeah.”“Stop looking down on yourself, Daphne. What the hell did your family do to you?” he inquired.“They told me everything I did wrong—constantly,” I admitted.“All the time?”“All the time,”

-Daphne-After gathering some clothes and essentials in Jackson’s room, we headed downstairs for breakfast. We hadn’t eaten yet, wanting to get the confrontation over with as quickly as possible, though I barely viewed it as a confrontation. It had gone so smoothly with his parents, which surprised me.I knew they would likely be more accepting of our relationship, but this felt different. It was about love and family, and I couldn’t help but smile as I took in the happiness surrounding us. Being among them felt good, and many people had questions for me, making me feel welcome and hopeful.“So, Daphne, tell us a little about yourself,” Jackson’s mother prompted.“Oh, I don’t know if there’s much to tell,” I admitted.“She’s being modest. She’s great, loving, sweet, and the best friend of the king,” he chimed in.I felt myself blush, but Jackson kissed my hand, reassuring me that he meant every word.“What do you enjoy doing?” his father asked.“Running, reading, just being around grea

-Jackson-I felt a wave of worry wash over me as I saw my mom and mate return. My mom appeared fine, but my mate looked clearly upset. When she sat down beside me, I instinctively moved closer, wrapping my arm around her and pulling her to me.“What happened?” I asked, leaning in so my face was close to hers.She shook her head, deepening my concern. I could see the distress etched on her face, and I wanted her to share her feelings with me. But I waited until dinner concluded, and then we retreated to the room we were staying in. I could feel her trying to distance herself slightly, as if she didn’t want to burden me, but that wasn’t how it worked between mates.“Daphne?” I called softly.“Yeah?” she asked.“What’s wrong?”She shook her head again, gazing out the window. I moved behind her, wrapping my arms around her and kissing her neck gently. She leaned back into me, and in that moment, everything felt right.“Talk to me,” I insisted.“The… phone call didn’t go well,” she whispere

-Jackson-I was right. The moment my dad could get me to the office, he practically dragged me there, shoving me into the important alpha chair—what I called it—and then dramatically tossed a huge stack of papers in front of me, telling me to “go for it”. I wanted to call him an ass, but I knew he could see it in my eyes and silently warned me not to push my luck. I raised an eyebrow at him, and he stared back. Eventually, I sighed and shook my head.“You’re the one who wanted to run off with your mate. Now you have to deal with the consequences,” he said. “Actually, you kidnapped her.”“No, she came with me willingly, as she’s already expressed,” I countered.“Was it really that willingly?” he asked, taking a seat across from me, disappointment etched on his face.“It’s not like I threw her over my shoulder and carried her off while she was kicking and screaming,” I replied defensively.He raised an eyebrow this time.“Okay, I did throw her over my shoulder, but she wasn’t kicking and