All Chapters of Claimed By My Lycan Bodyguard : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Vera's PovThe world around me seemed to crumble the moment my mother was taken, leaving me adrift in a sea of despair. The weight of her absence pressed heavily upon my shoulders, threatening to consume me entirely. I secluded myself within the confines of my room, retreating from the outside world and succumbing to the depths of my grief.Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, as the shadows of helplessness and regret loomed over me. Desperation clung to my every breath, and I felt my spirit wane under the weight of my own perceived weakness. How could I, the daughter of the Lycan Queen, allow myself to be consumed by such despair? I yearned for the strength to break free from this prison of sorrow, to rise above the darkness that threatened to engulf me.One fateful day, as I languished in the solitude of my room, a forceful presence disrupted the silence. The door swung open, and in walked Patricia, my aunt. Her vibrant spirit and unwavering strength breathed life into the

Vera's PovAs I made my way back through the winding passages of the Mystic Cave, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched. The whispers that had guided me before now seemed to grow louder, urging me to be cautious. I quickened my pace, my senses on high alert.Suddenly, a figure stepped out from the shadows, causing me to halt in my tracks. It was a woman, her features obscured by a hooded cloak. I tensed, unsure of her intentions. But as she drew closer, I recognized her as Selene, a wise and powerful sorceress known to possess great knowledge of the Mystic Cave."Vera, child of the Lycan Queen," she greeted me with a nod. "I have been expecting you."Surprised by her familiarity, I asked, "How do you know who I am?"Selene smiled knowingly. "The cave reveals many secrets to those who seek them. It recognizes the mark of royalty upon you. You are destined for greatness, my dear."Her words filled me with a mix of awe and uncertainty. I had always felt the weight of my l

The sun hung high in the sky, casting its golden rays upon the battlefield as Vera stood before her army. The wind rustled through the banners emblazoned with their emblem, fluttering with an air of anticipation. The soldiers stood tall, their armor gleaming in the sunlight, their weapons held with unwavering grip. They were a diverse assembly, representing different supernatural species, each with their unique strengths and abilities. But in that moment, they were united, bound by a shared purpose and the unyielding desire for freedom.Vera raised her hand, calling for silence, and the murmurs faded into a hushed stillness. She took a moment to let her gaze sweep across the vast gathering of warriors, meeting their eyes with a mixture of pride and humility. She saw determination etched on weathered faces, the scars of past battles, and the fire of resilience burning in their eyes. They were not just soldiers; they were the embodiment of hope and the guardians of a brighter future."M

(Adam's POV)As the dust settled on the battlefield, the air crackled with anticipation, and the scent of battle lingered in the air. The Covenant's top fighters emerged from the shadows, each one accompanied by an air of authority. Among them, a formidable opponent stood before me, radiating a chilling aura that sent shivers down my spine. His name was Viktor Darius, a renowned Covenant warrior with a reputation for cruelty and precision.I locked eyes with Viktor, his piercing gaze mirroring my determination. This battle would be more than a clash of physical strength; it would be a battle of ideals. I stood for justice, for the liberation of our kind from the Covenant's oppressive grip. Viktor represented the very essence of the Covenant's tyranny.A sly grin curled on Viktor's lips as he taunted me. "Ah, the telekinetic rebel. Your powers may be formidable, but they pale in comparison to the might of the Covenant. Prepare to be crushed, Adam."I chuckled, my voice filled with defi

Alice's PovAs the final echoes of the battle subsided, and the weight of our victory settled upon us, I felt a deep sense of gratitude and relief wash over me. The darkness that had haunted our land for far too long had been vanquished, and we had emerged victorious. It was a triumph that deserved to be celebrated, a moment to bask in the light that had conquered the shadows.With a resolute heart, I decided to organize a grand celebration—a testament to our unity and the indomitable spirit of our people. The once-oppressive fortress of the Covenant would be transformed into a beacon of joy and merriment, serving as a symbol of our newfound freedom.As preparations commenced, the fortress walls were adorned with vibrant banners and shimmering lights. The air was filled with the sounds of laughter and music, creating an atmosphere of unbridled joy. It was a stark contrast to the suffocating darkness that had pervaded these halls not so long ago.I wanted this celebration to be a gathe