The Love of a Lycan

Chapter 501 - THE WHITE BEAST

historical

"So, he is going to that forest?" Rosie snuggled under the warm blanket while looking at Hope, who was laying beside her.

Thanked to the over- anxious Kace, that Lycan made Hope stayed together with the siblings when he was away with Lana.

Tonight was the fourth night Hope stayed at their house and would continue for the next week. Of course Sterling and Sophia didn't mind it all, over the years they thought of Hope as their own.

"Yes…" Hope sighed. "With Lana…"

Hope rolled her body and lay down on her stomach as her eyes wondered to the nightstand lamp beside the bed, but her mind was somewhere far away from this place.

"Do you think this is ridiculous if I said I am jealous of Lana?" Hope mumbled.

Beside her, Rosie stared at the ceiling as she contemplated for the answer of Hope's question. "Why are jealous of her?"

Hope didn't hesitate when she answered this. "She has everything that I don't. Smart, charming, beautiful, reliable, independent, strong, attractive… the list can go on for two days," Hope said exaggeratedly. "She has bigger b.o.o.b.s as well…"

Rosie chuckled when she heard the last words from Hope, but the girl only buried her face on the pillow, mumbling something incoherently.

"I think Kace didn't mind even if you have flat chest." Rossie tried to assure Hope, but only earned a glare from her. "I am serious. That is the reason why do you have a mate, someone who will accept you no matter what your situation or condition."

"You always talk about these mate things with glimmer in your eyes, do you really want that bad to meet your mate?" Hope giggled. Every time they were talking about mate, Rossie would always have that kind of expression on her face.

"Of course I want!" Rossie rolled her body to face Hope beside her. "I will love to know everything about my mate!" she felt giddy.

"Don't you think this mate bond is a deception?" Hope ever heard Serefina mentioned something like this. "If it is not because of the mate bond, then every shape shifters will be free to love whoever they want."

Hope could relate to this statement. If centuries ago, those shape shifters didn't have this kind of mate bond, they wouldn't live in unbearable agony when the Donovan brother slaughtered their mate.

They would definitely be sad and had a breakdown moment, but wouldn't lead to suicide or irrecoverable state.

Based on what Hope knew about this, losing their mate was the pain that no creatures would able to handle it.

"For non shape shifter, this mate thing is really farfetched matter and nonsensical. But for us, mate is something that the moon goddess herself blesses upon you." Rossie adjusted her position to make herself comfortable. "But, do you believe if everyone has their own pair?"

Well, everyone did have the person who would be, either their spouse, partner or someone who would spend the rest of their life with them, right? If you are lucky enough, but most people did.

"The concept is the same, for us." Rossie could see Hope's answer though she didn't say it out loud. "It just, the moon goddess makes it easier for us to be with the one who we destined to be."

"You make it sounds beautiful." Hope pouted her lips, she missed Kace already, despite it has not been twenty- four hours they separated.

Rossie grinned. "Having your mate in your life is indeed beautiful."

Such a sweet girl. Hope thought. She wondered what kind of man who would be lucky enough to have her as his mate.

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Footstep sounded outside of the door forced Hope to open her eyes sleepily. There was a faint knock at the door that followed.

Tilted her head, Hope found Rossie was sleeping soundlessly beside her and the knocking sound could be heard again.

Who is this? Hope thought as she climbed off of the bed and walked toward the door, didn't want to wake Rossie up. Maybe this is Ian or Ethan…

However, when Hope opened the door there was no one there, only an empty and gloomy corridor that she could see.

Frowning, she thought this was another prank from Ian because he couldn't sleep. Was he so bored that he bothered other people in the middle of the night?

Hope was about to close the door when she heard a low howling sound from outside of the house. She blinked her eyes and immediately sobered up.

Called her crazy or maybe she just missed him, but Hope could distinguish the howl of Kace's beast. With that realization, warm chocolate scent hit her nostril as a name escape from her lips.

"Kace…?" Hope frowned.

As the howls continued to echo throughout the house, Hope found herself walking toward the source of the beast's sound.

Inside the dim lit living room, Hope carefully opened the front door, trying to not make any sounds as much as possible.

The furrow between her eyebrows deepened when she heard the howl turned into a whimper, as if the beast was in some short of discomfort or… pain?

When finally Hope could open the door, she gasped.

"What is this…" Hope said in bewilderment. She wanted to say more, but the words wouldn't seem to form from her lips.

She was staring at a beautiful torch- lit courtyard, which filled only with a single tree, vivid flowers and velvety grass.

This sight was definitely not the front yard of the sibling's house. Where was she?

But, the thing that calmed her down was the fact of a beast with its fur as pure as the color of snow, was sitting on his hind legs, staring at her with those beautiful ocean blue eyes.

"Kace…?" Hope was still worried about her surroundings, but the sight of the beast made her kept walking. "Kace, is that you?" She took a few steps closer when she heard the beast whimper again and lower its head.