All Chapters of THE ALPHA LYCAN'S FORCED BRIDE: Her Second Chance Mate: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Netayam's POV.My fists involuntarily clenched, caught in the whirlwind of thoughts and memories from the recent conflict in my room with Kayla.The echoes of the argument with Kayla, my mate, reverberated in my mind, creating an internal storm of troubling emotions.In an attempt to break free from the worry that gripped me, my hand instinctively sought the tip of my nose, a subtle pinch signalling my desire to halt these relentless thoughts about her.A question lingered in the air, laden with fear: "She won't leave the pack mansion, right? It was just a threat, nothing more?" My heart raced at the mere possibility of her leaving the pack for only Goddess knows where.Despite the tension, my knowledge of Kayla's character prompted a decision. It was sensible to remain seated in my study room, allowing time and space for her to calm down; a pretence of control in the midst of emotional uproar, just as I desired.Rising from the chair I sat on, I turned to glance behind me, taking in

Kayla's POV. "Slit your throat! Slit it, Alpha Netayam!" I screamed his name, and in that moment, a surge of fear and anxiety enveloped me. His face appeared, unmistakably him, and the person right behind me was Beta Ray, pleading for me to stop. "As you wish, Cupcake!" he uttered, seemingly ready to carry out my chilling command. Panic surged through me, and I couldn't bear the thought of what was about to happen. "No, no, no!!!" I shrieked in terror. Suddenly, my eyes snapped open, and I found myself in a cold room shrouded in darkness. My face was damp with sweat, and my eyes bulged with residual fear from the vivid nightmare that had gripped my sleep. Just then, the door swung open, and I found myself trying to catch my breath. Mrs. Draco rushed into the room, her face marked with worry and concern. "What's wrong with you, Kayla? Are you okay?" she inquired, approaching me with genuine concern. It was at that moment that I realised it was just a dream, a nightmare I nev

Kayla's POV. As soon as the door slammed shut right behind me, I couldn't hold back my curiosity and blurted out, "Who is he!?" The loud noise drew the attention of both Mr. and Mrs. Draco. Mrs. Draco, feigning confusion, asked, "Who is who?" Despite her apparent ignorance, I sensed she was playing innocent. Undeterred, I decided to exaggerate my question. "I'm talking about the man I just bumped into outside. What was his intention of coming here?" This time, my tone carried a mix of anger and frustration. It was evident that there was some questionable plan brewing, and I couldn't help but be intrigued to get at its details. "No one talks about Alpha Logan until dinner time. You're in my house, so you need to follow the rules, young lady!" Mr. Draco issued a stern warning. His intense gaze remained fixed on me, prompting a moment of realisation that he was not bluffing. In this house, abiding by their rules was non-negotiable if I wanted to continue staying with them. "Fine

Kayla's POV. Standing before the window in my room, I examined my reflection, the soft glow of makeup enhancing my face. White acrylic nails adorned my fingers, and I wore a light, almost transparent, white gown designed with sparkling stones. The gown, however, presented a peculiar discomfort; the back, from the nape of my neck down to the waistline, lay exposed. I couldn't help but question the purpose of wearing such a gown when it seemed to reveal more than it concealed. "I can't believe I am doing this!" I grumbled abruptly, turning around to scrutinise the revealing skin of my back in the mirror. The internal conflict between the allure of the gown and the discomfort it brought surfaced in my expression. I was half naked but then, the Draco's had picked the gown up for me for my date tonight or rather in a few hours time. About the date, I had accepted earlier in the morning after I was pressured by them. Lying on my bed, I felt an unusual movement in my room, close to m

Neyayam's POV."Come on, Cupcake, hop into the car. I strongly suggest you do it now while I still have some patience left," I ordered, directing my gaze at Kayla, who was standing nearby. However, she stubbornly refused to comply or obey any word I uttered from my lips.I wasn't looking stunned or surprised by her reluctance; it had become a familiar pattern. I had grown getting used to her resistance and had mentally prepared for it.Embarking on the journey to the Silvermoon pack with the intention of taking her back to the Ravenwood pack had been my mission, as usual. Yet, my plans took an unexpected turn as I reached the pack and was passing by the restaurant. To my astonishment, Kayla was seated before Alpha Logan, putting on a partially revealed gown that made it easy for Logan to assess every curve she had.Finding her in such a situation was both stunning and shocking. The idea of being matched with someone as imprudent and foolish as Logan had never crossed my mind. It wa