All Chapters of Lycan Heart-The Rejected Mate : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Cana’s eyes fluttered open slowly, the faint sound of voices stirring her from the darkness. Her vision was blurry, but she recognized Zane and Mia hovering over her.“Her heartbeat is slowing down,” Zane’s tense voice broke the silence.“Should we call a doctor?” Mia’s voice trembled with worry.“That won’t be necessary,” Zane replied, though his tone betrayed his unease.As her vision cleared, Cana saw their anxious faces. She tried to sit up, and Zane immediately supported her, his touch warm and steady.“How are you feeling?” he asked, his deep voice soft but filled with concern.“I’m fine,” Cana said hoarsely, her throat dry.“Are you sure? Did something happen?” Zane pressed, his brows furrowed in worry.Cana managed a faint smile. “I’m fine. It’s probably just all the stress from this week. Sorry for worrying you guys.”Mia stepped forward, handing Cana a glass of water. “Here, drink this.”Cana took it gratefully, sipping the cool liquid.“All right,” Zane said, his voice stil

Cana's body lay motionless on the cold, hard floor of the warehouse. The echo of her fall reverberated off the walls, but Akam wasn't finished. He walked toward her, his heavy boots thudding ominously. A cruel smile played on his lips as he reached her. Without hesitation, he delivered a sharp kick to her stomach.The blow forced a choked cry from Cana's lips as she instinctively curled up to protect herself. The pain was excruciating, radiating from her abdomen and leaving her breathless."Akam, stop it!" Zane yelled, his voice breaking as he struggled to get to her. He tried to shove Larz out of his way, but Larz was an unmovable force."Why don’t you worry about yourself first?" Larz sneered, grabbing Zane by the throat and slamming him into the wall. Zane gasped as the temperature around him seemed to plummet. Suddenly, his lungs burned with an icy chill. He coughed violently, his breaths coming in shallow, wheezing gasps as frost crept up his throat. He fell to one knee, clutchin

The scent of blood clung to Axel’s skin, a stark reminder of the chaos he had orchestrated just hours ago. The metallic tang filled his nostrils as he stepped into the shower, the scalding water cascading over his chiseled frame. Crimson rivulets swirled and disappeared down the drain, leaving behind only the faintest traces of his most recent kill. Marshall’s demise had been swift and calculated—a move made out of necessity, not anger. But Ivy? Ivy was different. She was a loose end, a liability, and most of all, a personal vendetta he had let fester for too long.Tilting his head back, Axel closed his eyes, the steam rising around him like a veil. The heat seeped into his muscles, washing away the tension but not the memories. Every drop of water seemed to echo his resolve. He replayed Marshall’s final moments in his mind, the man’s defiant sneer giving way to shock and, finally, fear. It was a grim satisfaction, but one that did little to quell the fire burning in his chest.With a

The fluorescent lights above buzzed with a faint, irritating hum, casting a sickly glow over the room. Cana sat on the edge of the old mattress, her eyes blankly focused on her phone as it vibrated in her hands. The small, cramped motel room felt suffocating, the walls closing in on her with every breath she took. The bed was barely more than a thin foam pad, and the wallpaper was peeling at the edges, but the discomfort of the space was nothing compared to the weight pressing down on her chest.Her hands shook as she scrolled through her contacts, stopping at Mia’s name. She had already tried calling once, but Mia’s response had been strained and distant—nothing like the comforting, unflinching support she was used to. It felt like the world had shifted under her feet, and she had been left grasping at threads. The image of Zane’s face haunted her. She could see the raw pain in his eyes, the anger that had bled through his usually calm demeanor. It was as if he had seen her for who s

The air in the dimly lit room was thick with tension. Five Elders, each radiating authority, sat in a semicircle as Axel stood before them. His expression was calm, almost smug, as he prepared to deliver what he believed was a triumphant announcement."My Elders," Axel began, his voice steady but laced with an undertone of pride. "I bring good news. I will soon have an heir."The room remained silent for a moment, the Elders exchanging glances. Finally, one spoke. "Why tell us this?"Axel straightened, confidence surging through him. "Because I want to lead my pack again. An heir solidifies my claim to the title of Alpha."A scoff broke the silence. Another Elder, his eyes sharp and unforgiving, leaned forward. "Even after killing your kind? One of your pack?"Axel's confidence faltered, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. How did they know? He wondered, his mind racing."How did you find out?" Axel asked, unable to hide the shock in his voice."That doesn't concern you," the Elder snapp