Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Freak Is The Mate Of The Lycan: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

The morning sun streamed through the windows of our chambers, painting golden squares across the stone floor. I woke to find Ares already awake, propped up on one elbow, watching me."Good morning, little wolf," he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from my face."How long have you been awake?" I asked, stretching lazily."A while." He leaned down to kiss my forehead. "I like watching you sleep. You look peaceful. Like the world isn't falling apart around us."I caught his hand, pressing it against my cheek. "The world isn't falling apart. We're rebuilding it. Together.""Speaking of rebuilding," Ares said, sitting up and reaching for his shirt. "I need you with me today. We're doing the final inspection of the eastern wall, and the masons want your approval on the design.""My approval?" I laughed, pulling on my own clothes. "I don't know anything about wall construction.""You're the Luna," Ares said simply. "Your approval matters. The pack needs to see us working together. United.

The gardens were peaceful in the afternoon sun.I walked the stone pathways slowly, one hand resting on my still-flat stomach, breathing in the scent of late-blooming roses. Two guards trailed at a respectful distance—close enough to intervene if needed, far enough to give me the illusion of privacy.It felt good to be outside, away from Ares's hovering. I loved him desperately, but his protectiveness had reached almost comical levels since learning about the pregnancy. This morning he'd actually tried to carry me down the stairs because he was worried I might trip.I smiled at the memory, then winced as a wave of dizziness washed over me."Luna?" One of the guards stepped closer. "Are you alright?""Fine," I said, gripping a nearby bench for support. "Just a bit lightheaded. It passes."But it didn't pass. Not completely. The dizziness had become a constant companion over the past few days, along with bone-deep exhaustion that no amount of rest seemed to cure.Perla had said First Bl

I slept through most of the afternoon, waking only when Ares returned from his council meeting. The sun was already setting, casting long shadows across our chambers."Hey," he said softly, settling on the edge of the bed. His hand found mine, fingers intertwining. "How are you feeling?""Better," I said, and it was mostly true. The rest had helped, though the underlying exhaustion remained like a weight pressing down on my bones. "How was the meeting?""Productive." Ares's thumb traced circles on my palm. "We've finalized the memorial plans for next week. And I've assigned extra patrols to the southern border—there have been reports of rogue activity."Through the bond, I felt his concern, but there was still that strange fuzziness around the edges. Like trying to see through a window that hadn't been cleaned properly."Ares," I said carefully, "have you noticed anything... different about the bond lately?""Different how?" he asked."I don't know. It just feels... muted sometimes. L

I found Ares in our chambers that evening, stripped to the waist and washing blood from his hands in the basin. My heart lurched."What happened?" I asked, crossing the room quickly. "Are you hurt?""Not my blood," he said, his voice flat. "Training accident. One of the younger wolves got overeager during sparring. I had to separate them before they killed each other."need to rest," I said softly, moving to stand behind him. My hands found his shoulders, kneading the tight muscles. "You're pushing yourself too hard.""I'm fine," Ares said, but he leaned back into my touch slightly. "The pack needs me strong right now. We can't afford any weakness while we're still rebuilding."I pressed a kiss to his shoulder blade, feeling the tension radiating from him. "You're not weak for needing rest, Ares. You're allowed to be tired."He turned in my arms, his silver eyes searching my face. "How are you feeling? You look better than you did this morning.""The energy stones are helping," I said

"Five people maximum," I agreed, relief washing through me. "And they wait outside during the ritual itself."Perla's shoulders relaxed slightly. "Good. That's... acceptable." She moved back to her desk, shuffling through the ancient texts. "We'll need time to prepare anyway. The ritual requires specific components—rare herbs, blessed water from a sacred spring, ceremonial items that may take weeks to acquire.""Months," I corrected. "We're waiting until after the baby is born, remember?""Of course." Perla smiled. "Months. That gives us plenty of time to gather everything we need and ensure the ritual is performed perfectly."She pulled out one of the older texts, its pages so fragile they seemed ready to crumble at a touch. "In the meantime, I can teach you some preparatory techniques. Energy manipulation exercises that will make the channeling easier when the time comes. It would be good practice for you—help you understand your power better.""I'd like that," I said, settling into