All Chapters of The Lycan's Mate : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

[Rachel's POV] I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock blaring in my ear. Another day at high school. I dragged myself out of bed and got ready, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves as I thought about seeing him again. The one who had occupied my thoughts for years, my high school crush. His name was Ryan, and I had been infatuated with him since freshman year. He was tall and athletic, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes that could make my heart skip a beat. Ryan was the school's heartthrob, captain of the football team, and every girl's dream. But, despite all the attention he received, he was humble and kind. Our relationship started as nothing more than a schoolgirl crush. We would exchange glances in class, sit together at lunch, and share stories about our lives. We even worked on a science project together, spending hours in the school's laboratory, getting to know each other better. Over the years, our puppy love grew stronger, and we became inseparable. We shared our

[Gabriel POV] Of course, after the fight with my pack and some stray lycans at the park, we all got text messages that there would be a meeting. I was quite uncomfortable about it because I knew that I had abandoned my pack earlier that day, and it wasn't something that my fellow lycans would keep away from our leader. My mind was racing with thoughts of what they might do to me when I arrived, but I couldn't shake the image of Rachel from my head. As I rode my bike to the meeting place, my nerves were on edge. I knew that I was taking a risk by coming here, but I couldn't stay away. When I arrived at the woods, I saw that there were already a few lycans gathered around the clearing. They all looked up as I approached, and I could see the disapproval in their eyes. The woods were a beautiful and peaceful place, but they held a lot of history for our kind. This was where our ancestors had gathered for generations, but it wasn't always like this. There used to be a cave where we would

[Rachel's POV] We burst into laughter together, finding the situation quite amusing. Although I had numerous questions swirling in my mind, such as "Why were you avoiding me?" I decided not to spoil the lighthearted moment. It was a welcome relief, the tension caused by his avoidance dissipating like mist in the morning sun. The irony of our situation struck me, as our lives had unknowingly intertwined. "You... you had no clue, did you?" he managed to say amidst his laughter. Chuckling, I replied, "None whatsoever! I simply assumed you were a coffee enthusiast and had a talent for avoiding me." Gabriel shook his head and apologized, "I'm sorry for not revealing my true identity earlier. I wanted to see if you would figure it out on your own." "Well, I did recognize your voice," I responded, "but today hasn't exactly been the friendliest day." We both shared a smile, yet my curiosity about his persistent avoidance of my calls grew stronger. "Anyway," I continued, "why have you bee

[Rachel's POV] I was thrilled as my dear friend Sarah arrived at my family's fancy mansion. We hugged and laughed as we entered, finding comfort in familiar surroundings. The grand ceilings, fancy chandeliers, and elegant decor spoke of luxury and richness. It was surprising to see her so early in the morning, and I couldn't help but wonder why she had come. Sarah knew my parents well since she was part of our group, so she quickly asked to meet them. I happily took her to them, and they warmly greeted her. My mom embraced her before leaving us alone. Sarah was always my closest friend, but she didn't visit the mansion often, so it felt special to have her here. Over cups of hot tea, we caught up on each other's lives. Sarah shared stories of her recent travels, and as we talked, her eyes sparkled with excitement. "Rachel, you won't believe what I found out," Sarah said, her voice full of curiosity. "There's a secret network of werewolf communities." Intrigued, I leaned in. "Werew

[Rachel's POV] I found myself standing alone in a lively jazz club, surrounded by the sights and sounds of people enjoying themselves. My eyes remained fixed on the spot where Gabriel had left me, feeling a mix of anticipation and worry. The club seemed to grow quieter, as if the music and laughter were fading into the background, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Questions started to creep into my mind, casting doubts on Gabriel's sudden departure. Did he not consider me important enough to stay by my side? I couldn't help but feel a rising unease, as if something was amiss. Time dragged on, and the people around me began to shift and move. I could feel their curious glances directed at me, their stares making me uncomfortable. It was as if they were silently judging me, and the weight of their scrutiny settled heavily on my shoulders. The world around me started to blur, and I could barely make out the hushed whispers that reached my ears. A man's voice, dripping with disdain, mu