All Chapters of Her Lycan Mate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Maya's POVI yawned and sunk deeper into the warm cloud of pillows, the scent of forest rain surrounded me and I hummed in satisfaction. That scent belonged to my mate.Wait.Pillows? Chase?I woke up with a start and nearly launched myself out of bed when a warm hand on my waist stopped me.“Where do you think you're going?” Chase a small tug and drew me into his arms.“I don't get it.” Another jaw-breaking yawn tore through me as I pulled back to see his face. It was fresh and alert— and devilishly handsome as usual of course— I assumed he had been up for a while.“You’ve showered?” I side-tracked but waved the question off when his lips twitched with humour. “Never mind that. How did I get here? Last I remembered, I was in the garage with Henry, going through Louis' recordings.” But now I was in our bed under an insanely soft duvet. I felt half tempted to go back to sleep. I peeked under the duvet to see that I was now in more comfortable clothes AKA Chase's T-shirt.Chase stroked

Maya's POVChase wouldn’t let me into the archive room so I returned to our room and he joined me moments later with a pile of folders in his hands.I reached out to collect them but he held on with a grim expression.“These can’t leave this room.”“Yes, Alpha.” I drawled, my hands still extended“I'm serious, Maya.” Chase frowned.“So am I. I'll be careful.” When his sceptical frown didn't lift, my hands fell to my sides as I sighed. “I promise.”He reluctantly released the folders and I took it triumphantly over to the desk.“The staff in Aubrey's wing consisted of how many people?” I asked as I flipped open the first folder. It contained information on Theo– Theodora Franchez.“The housekeeper and two cleaners.”Closing Theo's folder, I stowed everything away in the drawer and turned to Chase“No cook?” I asked. I remember seeing a kitchen during our mini-tour.“There was but Aub mostly made her own meals. The few times she chose not to, the cook assigned to her wing worked from th

Maya's POV“Please don’t call me again. I have nothing to say to you. I left that pack two years ago and I don’t want anything to do with it anymore.” She stated coldly and matter-of-factly.“I understand. It's just that—” The polite tone I'd maintained through gritted teeth was instantly replaced by an enraged growl as Aubrey's former housekeeper hung up on me.I buried my face in a pillow and screamed until my voice grew hoarse then I returned to the files on the other side of the bed, and flipped through the pages with a force that threatened to rip them.I stumbled on the housekeeper's passport and poked it in the eye out of spite. I didn’t have any voodoo magic but it gave me satisfaction regardless.Chase had missed out on a lot of technicalities when he gave me these folders. He never said I couldn't contact them, though I now had a feeling he knew it would be of no use.I had called all four individuals currently under my scrutiny. One had continuously gone straight to voicema

Maya’s POVI joined Chase in the other part of the garage.“Come on, you promised.” If I sounded a bit whiny, it couldn't be helped.“Sorry, sweetheart, this one's past my ability.” He said as rolled out a worktable and began wiping down his tools. There was the nasty loophole he'd left. “It was torture, okay? I don't want you hearing any of the details.”“Leave out the details then.” I said, leaning against the worktable as I watched him.Chase sighed and gave in. “Then what do you want to know?”“If you used a lie detector what was the point of torture? Surely you would know the truth after using the machine.” I shot out before he could retract his capitulation.“That would have been the case but skilled liars find a way around the machine’s algorithm.”I frowned. “Is that possible?”“Unfortunately, yes.” He ran a hand through his hair, exhaustion written on his face. “It’s a psychological manoeuvre. A lie is only a lie if one believes it to be, so they trick their minds into believi

Maya’s POV I had been to N.Z. only once before and as I donned my clothes behind a cluster of trees, I was reminded of why I never liked the place.At every corner, surveillance cameras blinked red, and there was an irritating hum which never seemed to cease. I could already feel a headache forming.The General Mall was a hallmark of sorts and people usually had no problem finding it which I assumed was why Theo used it as a reference for finding our rendezvous café.Finding the café should have been a piece of cake then but it wasn’t because like I said I had been here only one time before now and I had been bartending for a function that had kept me occupied the whole night and the next day, I was dead on my feet with no desire to explore the novel territory.So it was no surprise when I got to Haven at a quarter past four several wrong turns later and with a stitch in my side.I had read through Theo’s file again in preparation for this meeting thus her details and picture were fi