All Chapters of Mated To The Alpha: Fated To The Lycan King : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Rayne's POVWarmth pressed against my skin comfortingly, lulling me out of my slumber. I stretched my limbs, still basking in the quiet of the early morning without opening my eyes. I didn't need to see anything to know that I wasn't alone on the bed.Kaiden's arm sat across my stomach, pinning me to the bed effortlessly. At times like these, I was reminded of the strength held, and the power it probably took to keep it all within. His eyes were still closed, with lashes brushing against his sharp, proud cheekbones. Carefully, I drew a finger down the bridge of his nose, taking the ridges into memory. Beauty that could become vicious if the situation required it. For his lips that were pursed, even as he slept, I wondered what dream he could have been having.The night before had been nothing short of exquisite, and I wanted to bubble it up and keep it in someplace special inside my heart. Scenes of his searing lips brushing over my abdomen infiltrated my mind, and heat flushed over

Rayne's POVI slipped into the night, taking off my clothes underneath the cover of the moon. I hadn't shifted in a while, and Lisa was starting to get antsy. Without impending doom threatening our safety every passing day, lenience had started to set in. With my newfound status as Luna, it meant that even if I didn't desire it, someone had to be with me at all times. I could understand why it was so, but it didn't mean I had to like it.Kaiden was caught up with duties that he couldn't ignore, so I took my boredom in stride and used the opportunity to get acquainted with the moon once again. As soon as my bare feet touched cool grass, I allowed my transformation to take course, launching me from human to wolf. As usual, my small form as a wolf meant that shifting wouldn't be so much of a hassle as it was for other people with larger wolves. Bones shifted, flattening in places, and expanding in others. The ground shifted closer to

Rayne's POVTo Kaiden, becoming a Luna wasn't an event that could have gone by without an official sort of celebration. He didn't even tell me his plans concerning it at all, but once the day came, I couldn't ignore the rush of energy in the air and the way people kept congratulating me when they walked past.The reverence in their eyes scared and honored me at the same time. The people, even without having to, had welcomed me with open arms and treated me as one of their own even before it became obvious to them that I was mated to their king. The bond the people of Mysticrock shared was a mystery that didn't need to be solved, but instead, nurtured and admired.One old woman, who had been walking with a small child no older than six, even stopped me along the hallway. She blessed me with her words, and inserted a lily behind my ear. The precision in her hand reminded me that even the old still possessed pure life within them, even though they were n

Rayne's POVI ran my hand over my mouth to keep myself from outrightly questioning the words I had just heard from Reynolds.“What exactly do you mean by, ‘see me before she's gone forever’?” “If it wasn't obvious from the picture alone, she's very ill, and the doctors aren't making any headway with her treatment,” said Reynolds. “She has a few weeks left, at most. You're the only thing she keeps talking about.”Even from the look in his eyes alone, I still couldn't bring myself to trust his words. But the picture . . . It couldn't have been fake, right?“How . . . How is she sick?” Werewolves didn't get ‘sick’. Sure, they could get severely hurt, like Bradford, poisoned, like Kaiden, but not sick. Our gene pool had become so isolated and deviated from that of normal humans that we just didn't have the capacity to fall prey to normal diseases. “We don't know. But it's bad, and it's very serious. You have to come with me as soon as you can.”I shook my head. “No. I'm not going anywhe

Rayne's POV“Stop this, Reynold. I'm not in the mood for your sick jokes,” I said, noting every step he took towards me. They were light and heavy at the same time. Confidence. Almost regal. He only moved in such a way when he could just tell that he had the upper hand. His hands were in the pockets of his straight slacks, and he looked thoroughly bored. He didn't appear like someone casually saying things that made me question my origins.“Rayne, the reason why your destiny is tied with Oceanpearl, is more than just because of a simple prophecy. You see, very recently, I had a very serious chat with a Priestess, who revealed everything that I longed to know.“She told me about my family, and why you were somehow so important to us. I didn't want to believe it at first, but the more I thought about it, the clearer everything became. The truth that you belong here.”He stood before me now, slightly towering over me menacingly. He lifted his hand to my face, but I slapped his hand away