Curves And Claws: The Lycan King's Relentless Claim novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70 

Cassian, 

“Insanity?” She repeated the word like it was a curse rotting in her mouth. Her tone sharpened as she looked straight into my eyes with disbelief, her pupils tightening as if her body could not catch up with the shock. Carolyn stared at me like she genuinely could not accept that I had pulled away from her and labeled her actions as insane. Her lips parted, then pressed tightly together, her breath beginning to quicken in short bursts. I could see her throat bob as she swallowed, the tension trembling along her neck. 

The disappointment shining in her eyes was not the soft kind someone carried when they felt misunderstood. It was the enraged, fragile, frantic kind that made her eyebrows twitch upward in disbelief. Her fingers curled inwards, nails digging into her own palm. It was the kind of look someone wore when they were seconds away from challenging everything I said, every boundary I reminded her of. 

“You didn’t have to talk to me like that,” she muttered finally. Her voice trembled, but it was not sadness. Not remorse. It was anger locked under desperation. Her bottom lip quivered, and the muscles in her jaw kept tightening and relaxing like she was trying not to shout. “I didn’t do anything wrong.” 

“You kissed me,” I said sharply. My voice cut through the air without giving her space to twist the truth. “Without asking.” 

Her shoulders jerked upward defensively. “It was just a kiss on the cheek,” she argued quickly, almost tripping over her own words. “People greet each other like that all the time.” She tried to reason it away, even while her eyes darted aside for a split second, exposing the guilt she refused to admit. She had already exposed her intentions earlier, whether she liked it or not. 

“You timed it with your scent.” My voice carried more weight now. “You certainly knew how disrespectful that is for married wolf.” 

Her eyes widened again, barely for half a second, but it was enough. She hadn’t expected me to call out the deliberate detail. Her throat tightened visibly. 

“I did not-” 

“Don’t lie to me,” I cut in, my voice lowering into the tone I only used when I had reached my limit. I leaned forward slightly, watching the way she shrank back. “I know exactly what manipulated scent feels like. You tried to test if I would respond. And what is the point of denying it when you just said you did it for a temporary role? Enough with this.” 

She froze. Her chest stopped rising for a full moment before her jaw tightened. I could see the muscle clenching under her skin. 

“So what if I did?” she snapped. Her voice cracked as she spoke. “You respond to her. You soften for her. I watched you sit beside her in the hospital bed.” Her eyes were glossy now, but it wasn’t from emotion—it was from frustration. “You never do that for me. You never even look at me the same way.” 

She shrieked the last part, her voice rising into a high, shaking pitch that made the room feel too small. The same conversation again, the same unreasonable cycle I still could not understand. Why keep returning to it? 

The boundaries had always been laid out on the table-clean, clear, strict. The day she refused to be my Luna, 

Elle was the one who stepped forward because she believed she could handle the role. And that was the day I closed that door. Carolyn was never on my list of lovers, and she knew that. Two years ago, I even asked her again if she was willing to act as temporary Luna until Elle returned. She had rejected the idea so firmly that her refusal had echoed in my mind. 

She didn’t want to be tied to anyone, even if it was temporary. 

So what now? 

“That is not your business,” I snapped. 

“It should be!” she insisted, her voice rising like she had been waiting years to shout the words. Her hands I your shook violently as she pointed toward her own chest. “I stayed with you when everyone left. I know routines. I know your temper. I know how to take care of you.” Her breaths came out in harsh, broken exhales. “I could’ve been useful to you if you just gave me a chance.” 

“The position you want is not available,” I said flatly. My shoulders stiffened as I met her gaze head-on. “You let it go. So you shouldn’t be greedy for it now.” 

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