All Chapters of Her Chosen Mate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Varg's POV The sound of snapping jaws and guttural growls filled the air as I slammed into the wolves with everything I had. The impact sent us all tumbling in a blur of fur and claws, snarls tearing through the night. They thrashed, trying to overpower me, but I held firm.The first wolf lunged, aiming for my throat. I twisted sharply, my jaws clamping down on its scruff. With a surge of power, I hurled it aside, sending its limp body crashing into the dirt. It scrambled to its feet, hesitation flickering in its eyes, but it wasn’t done yet.The second came faster, fangs bared and eyes filled with murderous intent. It crashed into me, our bodies meeting with bone-rattling force. Pain flared through my side as its claws raked deep, but I didn’t let up. I drove us both into the underbrush, a whirlwind of snarls and strikes.I couldn’t stop. I wouldn’t. Not when Lyra and my pups were in danger. The thought of what could’ve happened if I hadn’t followed the faint trail of black fur sent

Lyra’s POVThe cold night air brushed against my skin as I stood across from the Dom mansion, staring at the towering structure that loomed before me. The scent of pine, damp earth, and something deeply familiar drifted through the air, stirring memories I wasn’t sure I was ready to face.Years ago, I had wanted nothing more than to escape this place, to run as far away as my legs could take me. But now, standing here with my children in my arms, it felt different. This place, once my prison, had become my solace. The walls I once despised now offered safety. Protection. A home for my pups.A warm hand settled on my shoulder, grounding me.“You’ll be fine. Trust me,” Varg murmured, his breath warm against my ear. “I’m here. And I’m never leaving your side.”I lowered my gaze to the two babies nestled in my arms, then to the one he held. Their tiny fingers curled into the fabric of my clothes, their warmth seeping into me. I wished, for a fleeting moment, that they could tell me what t

Lyra’s POVI was home.The realization settled in my chest, warm and comforting.“Thank you for helping me out,” I told Bethany as we carried the babies into the room, heading to the cribs that was adorned with a gold nameplate that shimmered under the soft glow of the overhead light.The room was breathtaking, far more spacious than I had expected. The walls were painted in warm shades of white and brown, creating a sense of peace and comfort. Above us, the ceiling was a masterpiece, painted with an artistic display of the sky, soft, wispy clouds stretched across the canvas, giving the illusion of endless serenity.Three beautifully crafted brown cribs stood side by side, their intricate wooden designs carved with care. A plush beige couch sat in the corner, its inviting cushions promising comfort for the long nights Varg and I would undoubtedly spend here, watching over our children.I gently placed Moon in her crib, her tiny fingers immediately reaching for my hair with a playful c

Varg’s POVThe look on Lyra’s face when I told her about Thanos broke my heart. Fear flickered in her eyes, deep and raw, piercing straight into mine. I understood that fear. It was the same one that had been clawing at the edges of my thoughts since I first heard Alpha Warren’s warning.Lyra’s voice was barely above a whisper, trembling as she asked, “What are we going to do now? What if he decides to come for this pack?”“That would be a death sentence for him,” I said firmly.Thanos had never dared cross our borders, not since the brutal fight in the woods all those years ago. I had expected him to return for revenge, but he never did. That didn’t mean he had forgotten. He was patient. But he knew the truth, he wouldn’t stand a chance against me, not when the Blackwood Pack was one of the strongest in Norway.Lyra sighed, wrapping her arms around herself as she sank onto the bed. Worry still clouded her face, her delicate features shadowed with uncertainty.“I’m scared, Varg,” she

Varg's POV“What the fuck are you suggesting?” I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended. “You want us to leave Norway because of Thanos?”Lucian sighed, raking his fingers through his hair in frustration. “It’s the only way I can make sure you, Lyra, and your kids stay safe.”“I’m not doing that,” I spat back, fists clenched so tight I could feel my nails biting into my palms. “If Thanos wants war, then war is what he’ll get.”Lucian’s eyes were wide, fear swimming in them, but I wasn’t about to back down. I wasn’t like him, always trying to avoid a fight before it even started. If Thanos wanted to cross me, he’d better be ready to face the consequences.“You don’t understand what’s happening, Varg,” Lucian insisted, his breath quickening. “This isn’t some random arena brawl. Thanos has the strength of a Lycan now.”He reached under his desk and pulled out a scroll, unrolling it across the table. “He’s taken over five packs in just two years. The only packs left standing are Blood