All Chapters of The Lycan's Lost Mate : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Aria walked out of the pack's pharmacy, a small envelope in her hand. She was smiling, and her eyes looked happy. The sun was shining, and the air was fresh and clean.The pharmacy was a small, cozy building in the middle of the pack's village. The sign above the door read "Moonlight Apothecary". The village was quiet, except for the sounds of birds singing and people talking.Aria walked down a dirt path, lined with trees and green bushes. The earth was cool and damp beneath her feet. She passed by some pack members, who said hello and smiled.The village gardens were nearby, filled with colorful flowers and delicious-smelling fruits and vegetables. Aria's stomach growled, and she quickened her pace.She looked ahead at the farmhouse, where she lived. Smoke was coming out of the chimney, and she could smell food cooking. Her stomach growled again, and she smiled.As she got closer to the house, she heard laughter and music coming from inside. She recognized the song and felt happy. T

"ARIA...!!!" Her uncle screamed her name, his hands shaking violently as he held the paper. Aria slowly came to answer the call, her feet heavy with fear. She stood a distance away, terrified, her eyes fixed on her uncle's enraged face."Oh no! She left the pregnancy result in Angela's room and the little witch found it," Aria thought, her mind racing with fear."WHAT IS THIS???" Her uncle barked at her, his voice like thunder, as he turned to look at her with his bloodshot eyes. Aria's eyes darted here and there, searching for an escape, as she caught a glimpse of her cousin standing with her hands wrapped beneath her chest, a smug look on her face."IS THIS TRUE???" Her uncle's voice was like a thunderclap, shaking the very foundations of the ground beneath Aria's feet. The words were laced with a fury so intense, so primal, that it sent shivers down Aria's spine. Her uncle's face was twisted in a snarl, his eyes blazing with a fierce anger that seemed to burn with an inner fire.Ar

Aria's wrists and ankles were bound by coarse ropes, her body tossed unceremoniously into a cramped, dimly lit carriage. The air was thick with the stench of sweat, dirt, and despair. As the carriage door slammed shut, Aria's gaze fell upon the unfamiliar faces of her fellow captives.The carriage rattled and lurched forward, its wooden wheels creaking in protest as it trundled over the rough terrain. Aria's stomach churned with each jolt, her mind reeling with the events that had led her to this moment.As the hours dragged on, the carriage made periodic stops, its doors opening to admit more slaves. The space grew increasingly crowded, the air thickening with the weight of their collective misery. Aria's body was pressed against the carriage wall, her limbs numb and aching.The carriage continued on its journey, carrying its human cargo toward an uncertain fate. Aria's thoughts drifted back to her uncle, Damon, and the betrayal that still seared her heart. She wondered if she would

“All of you remaining here, congratulations, you have passed the test!” Captain Orion horned.Aria's chest fell as her breathing became normal. She instantly became at ease as she closed her eyes and opened them again, calmly.“You all will be further cleaned up for inspection and then he will be taken to the market tomorrow! Make sure you abide by all the instructions given to you! Whoever tries to misbehave or dares to attempt an escape will have her head cut off! Now move!” Aria was frozen with fear at the threat that was given. All hopes to escape this place seemed lost but Aria was still determined to try. You never can tell what the future holds, she thought to herself.As the guards began to herd the slaves towards the barracks, Aria fell into step, her eyes scanning the surroundings for any potential opportunity. She knew it wouldn't be easy, but she was determined to find a way out.The guards led them to a large bathhouse, where they were forced to strip and wash themselves