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All Chapters of The Lycan King's Hybrid Mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40
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Chapter 31
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Jensen's Point of View I watch in silence as Rosalee walks away from me, her shoulders tense, her every step filled with unspoken anger. She doesn’t look back at me, not once. I want to follow her, reach out to her, say something to her, anything, that might make this right. But I know better. She needs space. So instead, I step onto the porch, leaning against the railing, my eyes locked on her as she disappears into the dense forest. The moment she’s out of sight, I release a slow breath and open a mind link to my patrolling pack members. "There will be a large black wolf running in the west side of the forest. Just leave her be, she is my mate." Almost instantly, I receive a response. "Of course, Alpha. We’ll keep our eyes on her but maintain our distance." "Thank you." With that, I cut the link. But the unease remains. I rake a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply. This is not how today was supposed to go. I had planned to gradually ease Rosalee into everything, to prot
Last Updated : 2025-02-13Chapter 32
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Rosalee's Point of View I don’t know how long I’ve been running, but the dense forest is finally thinning, giving way to open patches of land. My legs are burning, and my breath comes in ragged gasps, but I push forward, determined to keep moving. To put as much space between us as possible. As I slow my pace, the sight of rooftops peeking through the trees tells me I’m approaching a town. Relief floods through me, but I know I’m not safe yet, I need to be careful. I shift back into my human form, staying hidden behind the cover of thick foliage. The cool air bites at my bare skin, a sharp contrast to the warmth of my wolf form. "I need clothes." I murmur to myself as I crouch low, scanning my surroundings. It takes a few minutes of careful wandering before I spot a small house on the outskirts of town, its backyard lined with a clothesline swaying gently in the breeze. Keeping low and silent, I creep closer, my heart pounding in my chest as I scan the area. No movement
Last Updated : 2025-02-15Chapter 33
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Jensen's Point of View I push my legs harder, my muscles burning as I race toward the house. The moment it comes into view, I don’t slow down, I burst through the door, my heart pounding with urgency. My eyes lock onto the emergency bag near the entrance, the one I always keep packed with clothes for situations like this. Without hesitation, I snatch it up and turn back toward the forest, my grip tightening around the strap. Stepping past the treeline, I take a steadying breath, my pulse still racing. The moment the shadows of the forest close around me, I let the shift take over. A surge of energy erupts through my bones, my body stretching, reforming. The transformation is swift, a blur of power and instinct, until I stand in my Lycan form, towering and strong. I adjust the bag in my clawed grip, making sure not to tear it. Then, I inhale deeply through my nose. Her scent is faint but still there, laced with the dampness of the forest and the lingering trace of her distr
Last Updated : 2025-02-16Chapter 34
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Rosalee's Point of View "Freya." I repeat her name slowly, almost disbelievingly, as if saying it aloud will confirm what my mind is struggling to process. She smiles, tucking a strand of her raven black hair behind her ear. “Yes, Freya. What about you? What’s your name?” I freeze for just a second long enough for her to notice. Freya. The name echoes in my head, loud and persistent. Marcus told me that was my mother’s name. Could it be? Is that why she seems so familiar? Why the moment we locked eyes, I felt something unspoken pass between us? I search her face, high cheekbones, piercing blue eyes that mirror my own. I feel her gaze on me, waiting, her curiosity just as intense as mine. I shake my head, forcing myself to return to the present. “Sorry about that,” I say quickly, my voice steadier than I feel. “My name is Rosalee.” Her expression doesn’t change much, but there’s something, a flicker of recognition? A softening in her features? Or maybe it’s just wishful
Last Updated : 2025-02-17Chapter 36
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Freya's Point of View As soon as Rosalee steps away toward the bathroom, I lower my mental shield and reach out through the pack link. “Ravena, bring me the sedative. Quickly.” “On it,” comes her swift reply. I glance around the diner, ensuring no one is paying too much attention to me. The waitress is busy tending to another customer, and the few humans present are wrapped up in their meals and conversations. Within moments, Ravena enters, moving with practiced ease, a small vial concealed in her palm. As she passes by my booth, she places it discreetly on the table beside me before continuing out the door without a word. I pick up the vial, twisting off the top just as the waitress arrives with our orders. She places the slices of chocolate cake and the tall milkshakes on the table, giving me a friendly smile before walking away. I take my chance, tilting the vial and letting a few drops of the clear liquid swirl into Rosalee’s milkshake. It dissolves instantly, leaving no trace
Last Updated : 2025-02-18Chapter 37
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Jensen’s Point of View Frustration gnaws at me as I stand outside the diner, the cool air doing little to calm my racing thoughts. I know waiting for Ronan and the others is necessary, but every second feels like an eternity, and I can’t just stand out here doing nothing. It is driving me crazy.Come on, think Jensen! With renewed determination, I push open the door to the diner again, the soft jingle of the bell overhead echoing through the nearly empty room. The comforting warmth inside envelopes me, a sharp contrasts to the biting air outside, and where it would usually soothe me it does nothing now to ease the tension in my chest. The waitress, still behind the counter wiping down some mugs, glances up. Her expression softens when she sees me. I offer her a tight, strained smile. "Sorry to bother you again, but can you maybe tell me about the people my friend left with?"She frowns for a second, thinking about it. "Honestly, not much. Their group pretty much kept to themselves
Last Updated : 2025-02-19Chapter 38
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Rosalee's Point of View My head throbs as I start to stir, my body sluggish and heavy. Blinking a few times, I try to make sense of my surroundings. The room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a lamp on a rustic wooden table. The walls are wooden planks, aged with time, and the faint smell of pine fills the air. I slowly push myself up, my limbs protesting the movement. Where am I? Then I hear it, the soft rush of water running from a faucet in what I assume is the kitchen. Turning my head, I see her. Freya. She stands by the sink, filling a glass of water. Her posture seems calm, but my mind races with anger and betrayal. How could she do this? As quietly as I can, I slide off the couch. My feet touch the cool wooden floor, and I instinctively move toward a shadowed corner of the living room, hiding in the darkness. My heart pounds in my chest, adrenaline surging through me. I feel my skin prickle as my anger rises, the familiar burning warmth signaling my shift is close. My
Last Updated : 2025-02-20Chapter 39
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Rosalee's Point of View The silence between us stretches unbearably, heavy with unspoken words and emotions neither of us know how to voice. I glance out the window, the faint moonlight filtering through the trees casting long shadows across the wooden floor. Freya sits across from me, fingers tapping a slow rhythm on her knee, her gaze alternating between concern and hope. My stomach churns with a mix of confusion and resentment, but also curiosity. How can I balance all these emotions when my world just turned upside down? I sigh, the weight of it dragging me forward as I rub my clammy hands up and down my jeans. "I don't know what to do now..." I mutter, shrugging helplessly. The vulnerability in my voice surprises even me. Freya lets out a small chuckle, soft and nervous, but not unkind. "Me neither," she admits, offering me a tentative smile. "But... maybe we can start by telling each other a bit more about ourselves? I'd really like to know about your childhood, Rosalee." He
Last Updated : 2025-02-21Chapter 40
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Rosalee's Point of View The heavy silence between Freya and me stretches on, the weight of everything said and unsaid filling the small cabin. It's Freya who finally breaks it, her voice soft but hopeful. "You said that later there were people who cared for you. Would you mind telling me about those happier times?" For a moment, I hesitate, unsure of how much to share. But then, thinking of Dameon and Margaret, a small smile tugs at the corners of my lips before I can stop it. "The day of my sixteenth birthday," I begin slowly, "I was kicked out of my pack. I didn’t know where to go, so I wandered until I found myself in Thornhill. That’s where I stumbled upon a hotel. I was cold, starving, and completely lost when Margaret, the head chef, found me. She took pity on me, gave me a warm meal, and somehow convinced her boss to give me a job cleaning rooms. She even arranged a small room for me in the staff quarters." The warmth of those memories floods me. I can almost smell the fr
Last Updated : 2025-02-22Chapter 41
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Freya's Point of View Rosalee’s words echo in my mind. "That he is the Lycan king." Shock still lingers beneath my composed exterior, but beneath that surprise lies something far more potent. Growing excitement about the opportunity presenting itself to me in the form of my daughter. Fate has handed me something I never anticipated, a direct connection to the enemy. The Lycan King is mated to my own daughter, what are the chances? This could be the key to finally dismantling the Lycans from within. With Rosalee on the inside, feeding me vital information, victory could be closer than I ever imagined. I have to approach this opportunity very carefully. Rosalee doesn’t know the truth about me, about who I truly am. She thinks I’m just her long lost mother, someone searching for redemption and reconnection. If she finds out I’m the Alpha of the Crimsonclaw Pack, the very faction dedicated to eradicating the Lycans, she might turn against me. And I can’t risk that. Not now, when the s
Last Updated : 2025-02-23
