1 - Not possible!
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Welcome to book 13 in the Lycans of Lykos series! How are we on book 13?! But we are, and I want to thank you all for continuing this journey with me. You're all amazing!! I hope you enjoy Grace's story. You're in for a bumpy ride! Don't be shy to leave your thoughts in the comments :D
Grace
I pace the cold, dank room, as I have done many times these past two weeks. Everything is ready, and I can finally move forward with my plans.
The bitc.h chained to the bed will finally be out of my hair, and Kyan will be mine once more.
Kyan West, the man I have loved since I was fifteen years old, chose that whor.e over me! I don’t care that she’s his mate. Kyan swore to me that he felt nothing for her and that he would reject her so he could be with me. But he lied!
We’d been together since I was seventeen. For four years, I was his secret. He said we couldn’t tell anyone because no one would understand. He had to find a way to break the mate bond with Whitney before we could come forward. Then, we could tell our families that we were in love.
That bastard lied and kept me bound to him when all the while, he was letting his whor.e think they were the perfect couple. He didn’t even have the decency to take me to one side and tell me she was pregnant!
He didn’t ask if we could speak privately like a man who had a little respect for the woman he claimed to love. No, he let his mate make an announcement in front of everyone at Knight Castle, leaving me looking like a fool!
Have I always meant so little to him?
If he had shown me just a little bit of respect, we wouldn’t be here now. I wouldn’t have taken things this far. If Kyan had been honest with me, I would have understood. I’m not entirely unreasonable. It would have hurt, but I could have moved on and let them be happy. As it is, liars will always be punished.
Kyan is back home, going out of his mind, looking for his pregnant mate. Of course, he suspected me at first. Everyone did. However, the whole family saw me in the Ballroom when Whitney disappeared. So, there was no reason to look at me for this. They only saw me there because I have the gift of astral projection. I could be in two places at once.
Only the Lycan King’s son knows that I’m the one who took Whitney. But he’ll never tell anyone because, well, he can’t. I gagged him with my magic to ensure he’ll never be able to talk about this. No one will ever find this bitc.h. I made sure of that!
I don’t even want Kyan anymore. He killed any love I had for him when he went behind my back. I also know that hurting Whitney won’t make me feel any better. But I can’t seem to stop. There is so much anger flowing through me, and I need to let it out. I need to punish them for what they did to me!
“Please, let me go, Grace.” Bitc.h snivels from her little corner of the room. Yes, I made sure she had a bed to sleep on. She’s pregnant, and I’m not totally heartless… Much. But she’s chained, so she can’t escape. The bolts on the wall lead to chains only big enough for her to move to the toilet. They’re locked around her wrists and ankles. I couldn’t have her trying to escape. The mood I’ve been in lately, I would have killed her without question.
She’s not chained in silver, though she should be. But she’s pregnant, and the child is innocent, even if its parents aren’t.
Gods, what am I doing?
It’s no secret that I’m not right in the head. I never have been. There’s always been something within me that isn’t right. But I don’t mean to be like this. I always take things too far, and I don’t know when to stop.
But Kyan broke my heart. He lied to me when he didn’t need to. He promised me forever, but he lied!
Now, I have to make him pay. No one lies to me and gets away with it! I don’t care about this bitc.h or her child. I don’t give a damn if they die here today. Kyan will learn what it’s like to get his heart broken in ways that will never be fixed.
He did this. He turned me into this monster, and now, his mate will pay for his crimes!
“You’re not going anywhere,” I growl, causing her to cower. “What kind of woman are you? You knew Kyan had been seeing me for years, yet you sat back and did nothing about it. Then, he gives you some crap about wanting you, and you take him back like nothing happened!”
Whitney shakes her head, eyes wide and filled with tears. “I didn’t know, Grace. I swear it.”
I huff a laugh. “You didn’t feel it when he kissed me?”
She closes her eyes, and her chin wobbles. She opens them and looks at me. “Yes, I felt it. But I didn’t know what it meant. I just thought I was ill or something. I always shook it off because I had no reason to believe Kyan was with someone else.”
I roll my eyes because she’s pathetic.
“Grace, you had Kyan’s heart for so long. While I had to wait around, wondering what was wrong with me and why my mate didn’t want me. My father sent me to the Wild Pack because he knew Kyan was my mate. But Kyan didn’t want me. I asked him to reject me, but he wouldn’t because he knew my father would outcast me from my birth pack. There was no going back for me. I would have been alone, a rogue, and I was terrified of what would happen to me.”
“I don’t give a shi.t!” I yell, causing her to whimper.
“I’m just trying to explain, Grace. I didn’t want any of this.”
I stalk toward her, making her cower. “Let’s say I believe you didn’t know until Kyan told you. That doesn’t explain why you deliberately announced your pregnancy in front of the whole family, knowing Kyan hadn’t spoken to me beforehand and ended things!”
I crouch down and tip my head to the side.
“You wanted to hurt me. Didn’t you? You wanted to prove you were better than me. Didn’t you?”
Whitney shakes her head. “No. I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking. I was just excited. Please, Grace. I don’t think I’m better than you. But Kyan is my mate. We couldn’t fight the bond any longer. Even if you kill me here, Kyan will never be with you, Grace. He will hate you.”
I chuckle darkly. “He won’t even know who killed you, Whitney. You really don’t know me at all. I am capable of things you can only dream of!”
Tears fall from Whitney’s eyes. “I know what you’re capable of, Grace. I’ve heard the stories. Look, I am sorry for telling everyone about my pregnancy the way I did. I should have made sure Kyan had spoken to you. I didn’t, and I’m sorry.”
I huff while getting to my feet.
The sea howls outside the stone chamber, waves crashing against the cliffside like war drums. The walls pulse faintly with my magic—bioluminescent veins of sea-light that flicker with my fury.
Then the door explodes inward.
Kyan stands in the threshold, soaked to the bone, eyes wild with desperation. His aura crackles with Lycan rage, but beneath it—grief. Guilt. Love.
Fool!
I don’t move. I watch him with a tilt of my head, like a predator sizing up prey that had dared to return.
“You found me,” I say, voice smooth as tidewater. “I’m impressed.”
I am impressed because he managed to get past my wards. No one has ever been able to do that before. Perhaps I underestimated Kyan West.
Kyan steps forward, ignoring the sting of my power in the air. He looks at Whitney, sniveling like a coward. He then looks at me. “Let her go, Grace. Please.”
My smile is slow, venomous. “Why should I? You may have found your way in here, but you won’t be leaving.”
“I know you better than anyone, Grace.”
I snarl. “Yeah, maybe you once did. But if you knew me so well, what took you so long to figure out it was I who took your mate?”
Kyan laughs while shaking his head. “I always knew it was you, Grace. I just couldn’t prove it, and your father wouldn’t hear of it.”
I smirk. My dad would never take anyone’s word over mine.
“Just let my mate go, and I can forget this ever happened.”
I laugh louder. “You fool. You’re a piece of shi.t, Kyan West. You lied to me for years!”
“Grace, I never meant to hurt you.” He says, voice breaking. “I didn’t understand the mate bond. I thought I could choose. But Whitney… she’s my mate. I love her. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Please, forgive me.”
My laugh is sharp and unhinged, echoing off the stone. “You didn’t mean to hurt me?” I raise my hand, fingers glowing with Siren-light. “You shattered me, Kyan. You made me believe I was the one you loved. And now you want forgiveness?”
His face suddenly changes. Gone is the man who seemed broken. Now, standing before me is a stern man who doesn’t care about me at all.
“I don’t care if you forgive me,” He says, stepping between me and Whitney. “But if you hurt my mate, I’ll never look at you without hate. I will never forgive you.”
My eyes flare. “Good. I don’t want your forgiveness. I want your ruin.”
It’s time to end this!
I strike.
Or try to.
Time seems to fracture. My hand rises, light blooming at my fingertips—and then, pain.
An arrow slams into my left shoulder, knocking me backward. I gasp, stumbling to my knees. My magic flickers, then dims.
What the fuc.k?
I look up, stunned, as Steele, Kyan’s older brother, steps into the room, bow still in hand.
“You?” I whisper.
Steele’s face is grim. “Someone had to stop you, Grace.”
I try to summon my Siren song, to shift into my Lycan form, to call the sea—but nothing comes. My power is gone. No! It can’t be. Panic claws at my throat.
“What did you do?” I rasp.
“I’ve been working on it since I found out you and Kyan were messing around. I knew this day would come, and I had to be prepared to stop you.” Steele shrugs.
“No,” I shake my head while clutching at the arrow in my shoulder. “This isn’t supposed to be possible. I’m a Goddess!”
“You were,” He shrugs again. “The arrow in your shoulder is laced with something powerful. A potion. One that strips divine blood. Lycan, Siren, Goddess—it’s all gone.”
“That’s not possible,” I whisper. “There is no potion that could do this. I’m Triton’s daughter!”
“You were,” Steele says. “Now you’re just… Grace. For the next three months, you will not be able to call upon your Lycan, Siren, or your divine powers. There will be no way to contact any member of the family, not even your parents. I will take you to a place you cannot escape. Once that arrow is removed, it won’t change what this is, what you have become. You are nothing more than… human.”
NO!
I collapse, breath ragged, the weight of mortality crashing down like the tide. I have no strength. I can’t hold myself up, and my eyes are heavy.
Kyan kneels beside Whitney, unchaining her with trembling hands. I watch them, powerless, as the man who once swore himself to me chose another—again.
And this time, I am powerless to stop him.
This isn’t the end. Whatever happens to me after this day, I will return it upon these people tenfold.
You mark my words!
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