All Chapters of The Lycan's Unwanted Mate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Let's start sneaking around behind his back if he shows up," Kingston said with a tone of ambiguity. I forced myself not to reveal how shocked I was. As Kingston's suggestive proposal hung in the air, I couldn't stop shaking which was accompanied by the sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach."Sneaking around behind his back? Please be careful about what you're saying," I retorted. "Whatever feud you have with Alpha Arthur is none of my concern. I'm merely an outsider who has never provoked anyone. Please don't make things difficult for me."Though I feigned indignation, my mind raced with apprehension, hoping Kingston would dismiss such a dreadful idea and above all... hoping Arthur wouldn't come. If he didn't then that would mean Kingston had to leave me alone from here on out. Not only that, but I didn't want to see his face when he saw me in the company of his evil stepbrother.My stomach rolled over and I was reminded of the feeling I experienced when Catherine had made me s

Arthur touched my cheek gently, pulling strands of hair away from my face. He was close to my face, our bodies resting against each other. "I want you, Ophelia," he said. I gazed into his piercing eyes and could see love in them. "Don't leave me," I begged. His hands brushed over my bare skin and sent shivers through my body. "You are mine forever and I am forever yours," Arthur said. My heart was racing. I had been yearning to hear him say these words. Did he mean them? Before I could ask him, he slid closer, kissing me tenderly. I kissed him back, welcoming his mouth to me. Moving away from me, he caressed his fingertips on my full breasts. Delicately, he teased my nipples until they were erect. He fluttered his hands over my ribs, down the middle of my stomach, and then between my legs.I could feel his breath on me, just like the last time we were together. I'd never had this done to me, but I knew I didn't want him to stop. Holding his head, I twisted his hair in m

Beta Anthony’s POVThe other night when I spoke with Arthur, it hadn't proceeded as smoothly as I'd expected. Even through my best efforts to urge him to reconsider, it only made him more convinced to go through with the plan.That plan was to marry Catherine and get rid of Ophelia afterward. What fate did that leave for his heir? Who was going to take care of the pup after the birth? I didn't think Catherine should be an influence on a young, innocent, developing mind. What poisonous ideas she would plant! But did any of that matter to him? Had he thought that far ahead? Just imagining that woman being in my life was pissing me off. I felt like it was my duty to protect Arthur and Ophelia from her greedy claws. I'd been as honest with him about my feelings regarding Catherine without inflaming him. My goal had been to be logical and diplomatic so I chose my words carefully but now that I was alone, I could admit my real feelings. Catherine was not only going to be a pain in th

When I awoke it was to someone slapping me on the face. I bolted upright, forcefully pushing them off me. I shook my head and blinked, trying to see if this was a nightmare. I wasn’t waking up. Glancing down, I noticed my hands were tied. How did I get into this mess? The last thing I remembered was leaving ShadowClaw. Now I was seeing stars from someone hitting me and I had no idea what happened. My heart began to race as I stared at him. His chest was heaving as he crawled across the floor, climbing on top of me again. I frantically turned my head away, trying to avoid his dirty mouth as he attempted to kiss me."No!" I shouted, trying to shove him off again. "Stop fighting, little wolf. It will be over soon enough."He wound his fingers in my hair, yanking my head back, forcing me to look at him. I was panting as I stared directly into his wild irises. "I'm sick and pregnant. You don't want to do this." I remained staring directly into his eyes, waiting for

Ophelia’s POVEven after Arthur saved me from the kidnapper followed by his unexpected forceful affection, I still couldn't shake off the fact that he wanted to kill me. I had to talk to someone about it. Anthony and I struck up a conversation and I finally dared to bring the subject up."Anthony, I have to confess something to you," I said. “I’ve been thinking about this for a while.” He pointed to a nearby couch, and we sat together. "I heard you and Arthur talking about sacrificing me. As in killing me.""You must have misheard.""No offense but why should I believe you about any of this?" I asked, tossing my hands out. "Arthur wouldn't hurt you.""I'm not so sure." Anthony sighed in resignation. "I know how private Arthur is but let me tell you a little bit about him," he said.I slid closer to him on the couch so he could speak more quietly. "Please, go on. I'm all ears," I answered. "When Arthur was a pup, he witnessed his father being killed