All Chapters of Loving a Selfish Lycan: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

When morning came I felt like my body had emptied of any life I had left in it. I didn’t want to leave the quiet peace of my room, or my three kids, sleeping soundly beside me. Charlie was the first to wake and he too just laid quietly in bed. His wide green eyes watched me like he knew more to life than possible for a one year old.Matthew woke next, a little fidgety, turning his small body back and forth in bed. He hugged his still sleeping sister and had a little foot fight with his brother. It was a peaceful hour we silently played and loved each other, staying outside of reality as long as we could.Then Angelica woke and she was ready to start her day. Her favorite word was food, well other than Bolt, which is what she called Bolton. “I guess we have to get up now.” I sighed, giving my kids the best smile I could force on my face. I didn’t want to be sad with them, but I also knew it was ok to be sad. We should all mourn Charlotte’s death. She deserved to be remembered and mis

“Finally, you are all safe and home.” Viktor’s green eyes looked right into mine. I wasn’t sure if his words were of gratitude or a warning. He reached out to Charlie and I moved my body to the right.“We had a long journey and would like to settle in. Our pack graciously appreciates your grand gesture of our arrival, and we thank you for welcoming us home.” I spoke fast, praying he let us go inside without anymore conversation.“Yes, of course. I imagine you are quite out of sorts after all you’ve been through.” Viktor remained in front of me, hands behind his back and that same smug grin Blake and Bolton often gave me. “If you’ll excuse us.” I nodded to him and walked up the stairs. Charlie kept a sharp eye on Viktor, sensing my fear and annoyance of him. He seemed way too nice, nicer than I ever remember him being to me.“He knows what power you now have. Try to relax some, Sasha.” Bolton said in my head as I walked away from him. I knew he had to bring the casket to our cemetery a

As we hit the stairs of the pack house Blake came into view. He was in the same charcoal grey suit as my son’s. I hated how handsome he is.“No kids?” He quirked an eyebrow at me then looked to a very pissed off Vampire mutation behind me. Bolton lightly growled at either Blake’s presence or my new name for him. Mutation was more fitting than Siren. I heard his growl again and smiled up to Blake.“No kids. I’m sure tonight will not be of their liking. Besides, you were right, if there is any fighting they should be protected from it.” Blake looked to me in surprise. I was not only admitting he was right, but looking to him like he was an actual person, and not some annoying pest.“Shall we?” I smiled with my teeth and held out my arm for him. “Yes!” He responded excitedly, holding out his arm so I could wrap mine in his. “You seem to be more confident than this afternoon. You’re either pissed or on a mission.”“I think I’m both.” I responded. “I’ll try to hold my tongue with your fa

Every pack member gathered in our cemetery early in the afternoon to say our final goodbyes. Caskets were lined in row after row with one deep purple one raised above the rest. Most of the boxes were empty, as there were many we were unable to bring home. I wanted every person to have a tombstone though. This way their family had a place to visit them. Charlotte would be placed in the mausoleum that held the Alpha’s family along with a black empty box for Gavin and all her other children that died these last few months. Bolton didn’t understand why I cared to give Gavin a proper place in the cemetery, but I just needed to think of my children to know it was the right call.They were so small and innocent. I can see the immense good in them and constantly feared of who they would turn out to be if left at the hands of Viktor. I remembered playing with Gavin, watching over him and lifting him in the pool to get the ball in the basket. He wasn’t always evil, and having a shitty father di

Blake stayed by my side the rest of the day, never once pushing our relationship or bringing up the meeting we had earlier with Armand.I would be lying if I said it didn’t rattle me. I watched Blake play with our kids and saw that boy I once knew. The boy I loved so deeply, but so wrongly. I found myself wanting to be that girl once again.I could embrace our bond, rid our family of any threat from Armand and better protect my pack. The problem was, I would lose Bolton forever. I wasn’t ready to give him up and I wasn’t even sure why. He wasn’t sweet or romantic, and he definitely didn’t put my feelings first. Still, my heart wanted him and I didn’t know how to change it.The next day came and I searched for Bolton everywhere. I wanted to talk to him, spend time with him before he left for good tomorrow. Of course he was no where to be found though.I spent most the evening calling him a coward and idiot, hoping it made him stop hiding from me, but it didn’t work. He planned to leave