Curves And Claws: The Lycan King's Relentless Claim novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159

Chapter 159

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Roana,

I stood there, in the throne room, staring at the throne that once held Cassian close, more close than I could even did. My fingers curled unconsciously at my sides as if grounding myself, mails biting lightly into my palms. I slowly walked towards it, the stairs felt like a mountain, each step heavier than the last, my legs trembling faintly under the weight of memory.

The blood was still dripping off my shoulders, warm against my skin, re-opened wounds, nothing major, yet the sting flared sharply with every movement. I took a sharp breath, my chest tightening as my lungs struggled to fill, unable to think about the future, my mind stalling at the thought of tomorrow.

There will be lots of evenings without him, dark and alone. The thought pressed against my ribs like a crushing weight. Hundreds of days, without any laughter, love or even a glance at him.

My throat constricted as I swallowed hard. I wish this didn’t turn this way. I wished he would have chosen Elle and we would separate our own way. My jaw clenched reflexively at the bitter acceptance of it. He would have married the woman he liked and I would have chosen the life in a quiet village just as we planned.

This story could have turned out in different ways. Where we had a parallel ending. My brows furrowed slightly as the possibilities flickered through my mind. We could see each other but no longer had that connection where we would find each other crossing the road again, my heart aching dully at the mage.

Or… Maybe… Just for a bit, maybe we would have hated each other and left. A hollow breath escaped me.

It was better than losing him entirely. My shoulders sagged weakly. It was thousands times better than witnessing the emptiness of mate-bond disconnecting, the thought making my chest throb painfully.

“There are lots of things we could have talked, Cassian!” I whispered, my voice breaking at the edges, my steps heavy, echoing faintly in the vast hall,” Maybe… how we both broke our rules and fell in love. Maybe talk about those petty misunderstandings which weren’t as big as we thought they were My fingers trailed the head of that twin lions sculpture, trembling slightly as cold stone met my skin,

“Maybe something more… A future with you. Where we had more.. Children, grandchildren, growing older together or enjoying a quiet life somewhere where you belong to me and nothing else matters.” I muttered under my breath, my lips quivering faintly, “Just you and I… Against all the odds!”

A broken chuckle escaped from me, sharp and short, as I imagined him sitting on the throne, staring at me with those deep red eyes.

My chest tightened painfully at the image. His silver hair hiding most of his forehead, that grin on his face that made him breathtaking, my breath hitching unconsciously.

Or maybe he would have held my waist, pulled me closer and whispered, “I love you!” My fingers twitched as if expecting

his touch.

Or maybe I would have kissed him, expressing the love I had for him. My lips pressed together tightly at the thought. It could have turned out in different ways. Why did this story end in this tragic way? Why did I have to lose him? Why? Moon Goddes?

Tears finally spilled on the armrest, darkening the fabric, as my shoulders shook faintly and I took a deep breath, forcing air into my burning lungs. The sight blurred as I looked above, blinking rapidly through the haze.” Tell me. Aren’t we your blessed children? The Mortias? Then please respond us. Why did it happen? Didn’t I deserve a person who loves me the way I am?” I demanded to know, my voice trembling with restrained fury, “You watched me bullying constantly, you wanted me destroying my own self-confident because of this body. My fingers dug into the armrest unconsciously. Just the moment I thought I wouldn’t be able to love myself anymore, he came. He made me feel like I mattered, my weight, didn’t matter when it comes to love. Yet… the best thing that had ever happened to me,” My jaw tightened, muscles twitching as I struggled to breathe evenly, trying not to breakdown,

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“It had been taken away. I deserve happiness too. I deserve to have my mate by my side too. Why can’t I have a single person who loves me?” My voice cracked despite my effort. ” Answer me. I am Mortia too. So Answer me like you answer them!”

I felt my chest heaving with pain and pressure, my heart pounding erratically. Rye groaned, the sound echoing faintly inside me. I stole there, frozen, feeling like nothing fair, my knees weak Everything was unfair. From the beginning to now, everything felt unfair, the realization settling like lead in my bones.

“You know the answer in the core of your heart, My child!”

My eyes widened, breath catching sharply, when I heard the familiar voice. The same voice that mentioned about pain of losing a mate which I didn’t experience, my pulse racing instantly.

“Who?” I looked around, spinning slightly, senses flaring,

“Follow your own instinct. You are blessed with the strongest power. You will find your own answers.”

“Moon Goddess?” I whispered, my voice shaky, barely audible,

“Yes. Just follow your heart. Hard time doesn’t stay forever!”

Before I could ask, the voice in my head disappeared, leaving me alone with its echoes, my ears ringing faintly in the sudden silence.

“Did she answer me?” I looked around, breathing unevenly, trying to trace anyone’s presence. But there was no scent of anyone here to find them, the emptiness pressing in.

“The voice was in our head, Roana.” Rye purred sharply, her presence flickering into form, as confused as I was.” Either way one thing was worth of acknowledgement, we didn’t feel any pain throughout the period when the mate-bond disconnecting!” Rye got out, her spirit circling about me, her movements restless,

“We all know that Rejection is the most painful thing after death If Mutual Rejecting still hurts like hell, then a death of a mate will be worse than anything else. Even more than rejection

“You are saying that…” My throat tightened as hope and fear collided.

“I am not saying that Cassian is indeed alive, but I don’t want to say that he is dead too.” Her eyes narrowed thoughtfully. “I didn’t feel any pain. Our souls are connected, Roana.. Maybe, we are just somewhere where our mate-bond didn’t react to each other!”

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“Like living different packs and -!” My breath hitched sharply.

His possible body is indeed in different Pack… No, in different Regions, thousands of miles away!” She cut in, jumping onto the throne, stone scraping softly beneath her. ” It’s time for us to investigate more. We need to send people there again!”

My jaw muscles tightened as I nodded sharply, resolve hardening in my chest. “Okay. I will send people again. This time no matter what I will find him. I must!” His ring felt cold in my skin as I pressed it against my skin, fingers curling around it protectively.

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