Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake)

Blake

Just thinking about how he used his filthy mouth makes every bit of me burn in rage. Looking at his condescending eyes, every bit of my body screamed to unleash the power I had and kill him on the spot.

Even Eron was agitated when he mentioned Chloe’s name with a mocking tone. With the two of us being so in sync with our rage towards Alpha Kain, the hostility had no way to be held back anymore.

But just as I was about to let loose my raging anger, I saw a shadowy figure slowly approaching from behind the throne . My eyes became distracted as I could smell a familiar scent in that direction.

Only then did I notice that behind the throne was a heavy black curtain which led to somewhere. I momentarily forgot what I was about to do when I saw that the person was slowly approaching the place Kain and I were in.

“Oh… my wife is in the mood to come out.” Alpha Kain seemed to have noticed the other person’s presence even before I did. His face was filled with excitement and pleasure when his mighty body shifted toward the side where the figure was about to walk out.

His eyes squinted dangerously, waiting in anticipation. He was like a wolf who could not wait to set his mouth to taste the delicacy he was about to be given.

I held my breath in surprise and confusion when I heard Alpha Kain’s words - wife.

‘That person that was about to come out is his wife?’

‘But why does this person carry a familiar scent?’

There were so many questions in my mind as I stood still in the spot I am in. At this distance, I could not yet fully distinguish the scent that was giving me the feeling of familiarity.

The scent was faint, almost nonexistent. It was drowned by another strong overpowering scent that made me feel nauseous at the same time.

because that Alpha over there completely marked that person.” Eron who seldom spoke answered the question in my

behind the curtain finally emerging, I felt like a strong lightning bolt struck me at

I could not help but stare with my mouth wide open and my fist clenched in shock

toward his lap was someone whom I used to entrust my back and

women in the entire werekind. The only woman who is fit

and arrogance. From his mouth came a name that I would have never imagined to

Lyra.

‘Why?’

had to stop myself from uttering this word, however, I could already barely contain my composure. A trusted confidant, we’ve grown up

longer relevant, at one part of our lives, we

question the meaning of everything that we shared together. Every memory, every fight we have won, every training we had to go through in

no longer knew if I was standing straight or was able to

was looking at

to wrap his hands over Lyra’s body, pulling him closer to her and forcing her face to

throne room exuded everything about blood and death, but with Lyra sitting behind the harbinger, she was like a

was wrapped with the best fabric that hugged her body perfectly, while adorned with a glistening ensemble of gold around her body. Her face was painted with luxurious make-up, the rouge on her lips were almost akin

gates of the underworld as they sat in the throne without even caring that

an intoxicated grin. The next moment, he clenched Lyra’s chin and enveloped her

I gave her. The last bit of my respect for her as a companion made me think that maybe she was forced into this and she had no way to resist.

I saw her eyes shifted and excluded a trace of satisfaction, I already knew that I was fooling myself. Lyra