All Chapters of The Lycan's Mistress: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

SILVER‘Something came up.’I'm tempted to squeeze the sheet of paper she left by. At least she thought it was nice enough to drop a message but she didn't say where.“Hmm,” she has a beautiful handwriting too. It's small and neat like her pussy. For that reason, I don't tear the note even in my rage, instead, I fold it neatly and keep it in my drawer.The phone is missing. No doubt, she took it.I pace my study room with a glass of whiskey in my hand as I try to make sense of it.Before I stepped out, my mate was in this room acting as though she had finally come to terms with our agreement. I displayed an act of trust by leaving the doors unlocked and she what? Stepped all over it and tell me it was an emergency.Did she got to him, perhaps? “Hmm, no,” she couldn't have seen any of his missed calls. I deleted all of them and even blocked his number. He can't contact her ever again.The only one's that's been calling her is her mother, Ruby and Simone. Now she won't go to the first t

JOHN“Shit,” I lock my phone screen and squeeze the phone in my hands. It's been a day and I'm yet to receive any news from Crystal’s family.I don't have her mother's number or Ruby's and neither of them has showed up yet to look for Crystal.How do I know? I've been leaving home every day and in place of work to fool Tatiana, I drive down to my old home and just stay there… waiting.“Man, what the fuck am I doing?” I wonder as I pace the damn house that I ended up cleaning all by myself.I cleaned the floors, made the bed, cleaned the couch– every damn thing was dusty in this Godforsaken place!It's her job to fucking clean, where the heck did she go?Only dick can tie a woman down, right? She's probably with that man right now, sucking his dick and creaming all over the damn thing.Fuck her! She's always yapping about how lonely she is. I guess that's why she got rid of me so fast, threw divorce papers in my face because now she could afford to send me away. She found someone better

SILVERThat bloody ring on her finger still sits there mocking me like it has a right to be on her hand. I wish she'd take it off already and just forget about the imbecile.Our night was going just fine before I caught sight of it. The way her eyes stared at me– I chuckle just thinking about it again.The light in her eyes is no joke. I can almost say that Crystal has already sold her heart to me and I've bought every piece except the last one that holds dear to that– that– ring.My thoughts are racing and I've never wanted to snatch someone's fingers as much as I wish to snatch hers. She can be rest assured that it's safe with me, no matter what.I've given her a choice and somehow I'm excited to see what she’d make of it. Half of me expects her to run here by morning but I know too well that I'd have to go drag her from her hole… and bury myself in her hole.“Hello…?” Ruby's voice comes through the phone and I suddenly remembered I had dialled her number.“ Ruby, it's Silver,” I pre

CRYSTAL **Earlier that morning…**There was a loud noise from downstairs and it jerked me up from bed with my heart racing in fear. Instinctively, I rolled to the other side of the bed and put my knees on the floor to hide.My night vision was activated and my breathing suddenly went so low, I didn't know how my body remembered all my training but here I was acting like a damn assassin.I scanned the floor and when I didn't see any legs or smell anything funny in the air, I got to my feet. Whoever broke into my house was downstairs and I had just a few minutes to get out of here.What did they come to steal? No use thinking about that now as I grab a shirt from my closet and throw in a pair of pants.I reach for my lamp as a weapon but my wolf growls at me in mockery and I feel my claws extend.R-Right.I can suddenly hear Silver's voice in my head, warning me to always lean into my wolf and I back away from the lamp and look towards the door.Rely on something I don't even trust not

CRYSTALJohn shuts the door behind him and I let out a breath to gather my courage and look him in the face.He's frowning so heavily like he's just dying to have wrinkles. What's wrong with him? My thoughts flash to Tatiana and I can already imagine there's trouble in paradise.“ Well look who it is,” he chuckles, his mood suddenly brightening up. He has turned me to his clown, an object of mockery– I can only imagine how much fun he's having.Sick, twisted man. I should've filed for this divorce a long time ago. At least then, he would've been out of my life and he wouldn't accuse me of cheating.He's trying desperately hard to label us the same when in fact, we're two very different people.It's still afternoon and I wonder why he's even here. He should be at work.“ Let's get this over with,” I start in a bold voice.“ Done playing Cinderella,” he asks, ignoring my request to go straight to the point. “I bet you ran straight to your lover. Did you report me?”“ What do you want?”