All Chapters of The Lycan King's Mate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Author’s povAfter their silent stop at the café, King Greg and Lyra made their way to his sleek sports car. It roared to life as he backed out onto the road, and from there they went. Lyra sat with her legs crossed in front of her. Her hands lay perfectly calm in her lap. She was thinking through what they had said… what they were about to do… and while she hadn’t found the peace of resolution yet, she wasn’t as tense as she’d been before.The king looked over at her for a moment, then turned back to watch the street.“I am going to show you something,” he told her. Lyra turned to him, curiosity briefly flickering in her eyes. “What is it?”“My pack,” he said simply. “You’ve been here a while now – but you’ve not seen it. I want you to see what it is to be part of this world.”Lyra nodded slowly, though a small knot of anxiety formed in her stomach. She had spent most of her time in the castle, avoiding the other lycans. The thought of being out in the open, surrounded by them, made

Authors povThe grand dining hall was quiet now, the laughter and chatter of the dinner party had long since faded into the night. The table was empty, save for Greg himself. Clad in his regal robes, he rested at the head of the table with a wine glass in his hand. His face was a sea of emotions held back beneath a serene mask as he gazed forward into the flickering candlelight. The weight of his crown pressed down on him harder than it ever had before. In that moment he realized that wine did nothing to lighten one’s spirits.He heard footsteps breaking through the silence and looked up to see Sanchez walking towards him, a glass of wine in hand as well; calm yet reflective concern danced upon his face."Mind if I join you?" Sanchez asked though he was already seated.Greg shrugged, taking a sip of his wine. "Suit yourself."Sanchez studied his nephew for a moment, his sharp eyes taking in the tension radiating from Greg’s shoulders. “You’ve been unusually quiet since dinner ended. W

Authors povGreg’s eyes flashed with anger and he took a step closer to Tom, his voice rising as he countered Tom’s accusations. “I didn’t take her because I wanted to wage war against you and the pack!” Greg shouted angrily at Tom. “I took her because she was being mistreated! Because she deserves better than that! And if fighting for her is what it takes then so be it.”“You’re willing to put the whole pack at risk for one wolf? By the gods, do you hear yourself? She might hate you for all you’re doing and she isn’t even your mate. This isn’t your own personal power trip anymore. You’re supposed to be the leader of the pack.”Greg lunged forward grabbing Tom by his shirt and pulling him towards him. “I am thinking about that pack right now Tom. And I’m thinking about what’s right. Don’t piss me off.”Tom’s eyes widened, but he recovered quickly. He shoved Greg away and looked him in the eye. “Don’t threaten me, Greg. I’ve been loyal to you since day one. But if you push me, you migh

Lyra’s povI wiped the sweat off my forehead feeling my already sore legs give out just a bit. The training hall was large and filled with different types of weapons to practice with, mats for combat, and other Lycans that had grouped off when they arrived. I could hear the sounds of fists hitting punching bags as well as swords clashing together while trainers barked out orders.Trying to copy some basic fighting stances alone I hear someone step behind me making me turn around to see that it's a very tall muscled-up Lycan with dark eyes and a long scar across his cheek. He crossed his arms across his chest smirking down at me.“Why are you even here?” he said, laughter in his voice.I lifted my shoulders and brushed my hands down the front of my pants. “Training,” I said.Sanchez shook his head. “Training?” He laughed shortly. “From what I see, you’re barely standing.”I frowned but said nothing.He sighed and stepped closer. His gaze became serious. “To be honest if you’re going to

Lyra’s povThat afternoon, I decided to get out of my room. I needed some fresh air and I wanted to be by myself, if only for a while in this alien land.I walked out into the hallway, passing a couple of maids who paid me no mind; good. I didn’t need their acceptance, just a clear head. Walking through the packhouse I saw instantly how distinct it was to my last pack. Everything was just bigger, grander and more imposing. The Lycans were larger than natural wolves and even their presence seemed to dwarf me.I walked out and decided to check out the pack. I had no idea where I would be going however I just let my spirit take me anywhere.I walked for a while before stopping at a local mall. And that was where I saw the lycans.They were everywhere, walking in and out of stores, laughing, talking… so happy. Until they saw me… then some of them stopped and stared like I was a creature that fell from the skies.“Oh boy,” I sighed.I felt their eyes on me, intense, curious, disapproving