All Chapters of Kidnapped By The Lycan Prince : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The first thing I notice when I wake up is the scent. Roses, warm and rich, wrapping around me like a memory I can’t escape. My body melts into the silk sheets, the fabric smooth against my skin, and for a fleeting second, I forget. I forget that I don’t belong in this bed anymore. I forget that I moved out. I forget that the person I love has been pushing me away.But then it hits me.I sit up too fast, my head spinning as last night comes crashing back into my mind. Aries. Caspian. The fight. Theo's betrayal. Aries taking control. Caspian stopping him. The way Aries spoke through me, his voice deep and biting, dragging Caspian into a confrontation neither of us were prepared for.How the hell did I get here?"You shouldn't thank him yet," Aries mutters in my head, voice thick with amusement. "Not until you have the conversation you’ve been avoiding."My breath catches.Slowly, I lift my gaze, and sure enough, Caspian is there. Sitting on the couch, one leg crossed over the other,

“I’ll consider forgiving you,” I say, arms crossed as I lean against the edge of the bed. “But you have to make it worth my choice.”Caspian, seated tensely on the couch, lifts his head, gray eyes stormy with emotions I can’t quite place. “And what exactly does that mean?”“It means that right now, we put aside whatever issues we have and focus on something bigger.” I pause, letting the weight of my words sink in. “Something that might just get me killed.”His entire body goes rigid. “What?”I exhale, bracing myself for his reaction. “When I went on a raid with the enforcers—”“You went on a raid with the enforcers?” he interrupts, voice low and sharp, like a blade pressed against my skin.I tilt my head, lips curling into something that isn’t quite a smile. “When you left me alone to my own devices, what did you think I’d do? Sit in my room and play dress-up?”His jaw clenches, muscle ticking under his skin. His fingers grip the armrest of the couch, knuckles turning white.I continu

The walk to Cassidy's childhood house is longer than I remember. Or maybe it just feels that way with Aries still simmering in my head, his irritation palpable."That woman," he grumbles, referring to Queen Rhoda. "Thinks she can dictate everything, control everyone. She gave up on her own son and now wants to control me? She’s delusional."I sigh, rubbing my temples as I approach the nicely large stone house on the path to the main gate of the estate "Just let me handle this, Aries.""You always say that, but I’m still waiting for the day you actually put someone in their place for good.""Noted," I mutter under my breath.The door swings open before I can knock. Alma stands there, her light blonde hair pulled back, warm green eyes scanning my face. “Come in, dear.”The scent of herbal tea and lavender fills the air as I step inside. This home always feels like a safe haven, away from the chaos of the estate. She gestures toward the mahogany table near the fireplace.“Tea?” she asks

Stepping back into Caspian’s room feels like slipping into a warm embrace. The familiar scent of roses and something uniquely him wraps around me, settling deep into my bones. This space has been mine before. Ours. And now, I’m back.I take a slow breath, letting the reality of it settle. The tension I didn’t even realize I was holding melts away as the heavy wooden door clicks shut behind me."Well, well," Aries drawls in my head, his voice laced with amusement. "Look who came crawling back.""Shut up.""No, no. Let’s savor this moment. Didn’t you say you’d stand your ground? That you’d make him work for it?""I am making him work for it," I argue."Sure. That’s why you’re standing in his room, looking like a lost pup that finally found its way home."I ignore him, my gaze sweeping across the space. Nothing has changed. The dark wooden furniture, the thick brown and cream curtains, the bed that suddenly feels much larger than I remember. The memory of the nights spent wrapped in C

I wake up to the warmth of Caspian’s body wrapped around mine, his steady breathing brushing against my bare shoulder. The faint morning light filters through the heavy curtains, casting a golden glow across the room. My body feels sore, but in the best way possible. I remember everything—his hands, his lips, the way he made me feel like I was the only thing that mattered in the world.I shift slightly, still pressed against his chest, and let out a soft sigh. We’re fully mated now. The bond between us hums in the depths of my soul, stronger than ever. There’s no more uncertainty, no more distance. He’s mine. I’m his.But I feel Aries on the surface, lingering in the back of my mind, his presence heavy and quiet. Not his usual sarcastic self."Aries?" I reach out to him.For a moment, he doesn’t respond. Then, in a voice I don’t recognize—solemn, almost lost—he says, "Honestly? I don’t know how to feel."That startles me. "What do you mean?""We’re mated. Fully connected. To Caspia