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• Mated To My Enemies! Lycan Kings Obsession    Ashes, shame and truths

  Mira’s POVThe courtyard was in chaos by the time I got there.The ground was scorched in patches, fresh claw marks slashed across stone walls and marble pillars. Screams echoed from distant hallways. Several guards and servants were huddled together in corners, wide-eyed, bleeding, but alive.Lucian’s beast stood at the center of the madness, snarling, pacing, eyes blazing gold under the moonlight.He was a storm with fangs.And he was out of control.“Lucian!” Kai called out, but the beast didn’t react.Instead, it bared its teeth, foamed breath billowing from its nose, wild and trembling. His claws dug into the earth, and his entire form vibrated with something between rage and confusion.Rowan, Kai, and Damien moved in—carefully, slowly—hands raised, weapons sheathed.“Don’t shift,” Rowan warned. “If we become wolves, he’ll see us as a threat.”“But we can’t stop him like this,” Damien growled. “We’re not fast enough without shifting.”“We can’t risk provoking him,” Kai insisted.

• Mated To My Enemies! Lycan Kings Obsession    The name of the beast

  Mira’s POVThe morning light crept in with a stillness I didn’t trust.Lucian’s reaction the night before lingered in my mind like a dull ache. He had been… different. Distant. As if something inside him had shifted, or worse—disappeared. When I touched him, it didn’t feel the same. The bond that once vibrated between us like a pulse now felt faint, barely humming beneath the surface.Still, I convinced myself it was the curse.Five months under a spell of darkness had to leave something behind, didn’t it? Some lingering shadow. Some fracture.He just needed time.He needed rest. Patience. Healing.And space.I told myself all of that as I stepped out of the chamber, drawing my cloak tight around me as I headed toward the dungeons. I hadn’t slept. I couldn’t. The image of Lucian springing up in bed with those haunted eyes, followed by the flashes of pain that crept through his face—it was burned into me now.And the way he looked at me when I told him about Benard Sawyer… like I had b

• Mated To My Enemies! Lycan Kings Obsession    In the wake of silence

  Lucian’s POVThere was nothing. Just darkness.Weightless, endless, unfeeling black. Time didn’t move here. Neither did I. It felt like I had been asleep beneath water, under ice, under stone—my body buried beneath something I couldn’t name.I wasn’t alive. But I wasn’t dead either.Then something stirred.Warmth.Faint. Distant.A pull, like fingers brushing across my chest—delicate, trembling, familiar. A feeling I hadn’t felt in what seemed like forever.Her.It was her.I didn’t know how I knew, but I did. Mira. Her voice was faint at first, like it was speaking through thick fog. But it reached me. Pulled me. Begged me.And I followed it.My body felt heavy, like I was dragging myself through centuries. My limbs were foreign, stiff. My lungs struggled to remember how to breathe.But when her voice broke—when I heard it crack with emotion—I surged toward it.And then I was awake.The first thing I saw was her back, trembling. Her hands clutched around her arms. She was speaking… t

• Mated To My Enemies! Lycan Kings Obsession    Confessions in the quiet

  Mira povWe placed Lucian gently into the back of the carriage, his body still warm but unmoving. His breathing was steady, and though his skin had lost some of its unnatural pallor, he looked fragile—like any wrong movement would break him.Kai reached for the reins, ready to turn the horses toward the castle. “We’ll get him back and into his bed. The healers will—”“No,” I said quickly, placing my hand on his.Both brothers looked at me.“Take him to the shrine,” I said firmly.Kai frowned. “The shrine? Mira—”“He doesn’t need just healing,” I said. “He needs cleansing. That… thing we saw tonight, that wasn’t just a man who’s been unconscious for months. Something was done to him. His body might be fine, but his spirit? I’m not sure.”Damien nodded slowly, understanding dawning in his eyes. “You think something latched onto him while he was trapped.”“I don’t want to take chances.”Kai hesitated, but after a moment, he gave a small nod. “Alright. Shrine it is.”Rowan remained behind

• Mated To My Enemies! Lycan Kings Obsession    The beast that remembered me

  Mira’s POVThey came at me fast.I didn’t wait. I couldn’t watch and let them tear me apart to pieces. I had to fight!With every breath I took, I summoned every ounce of training Rowan had given me. Defensive stances, footwork, precision—he’d drilled those into me for weeks, and now they were all I had. My heart thundered in my chest as I ducked under the first man’s swing and slammed my elbow into his ribs. He staggered back with a grunt, but I didn’t have time to celebrate.Another charged at me.I spun and kicked, catching his shin, but he recovered quickly and landed a hard punch to my shoulder. Pain exploded down my side. I staggered back, gasping.They weren’t playing.And I was outnumbered.Still—I refused to go down without a fight.I clawed at the third man’s face as he lunged. He cursed, blood dripping from a fresh scratch. That gave me just enough time to reach for a broken table leg near Lucian’s casket. I gripped it tight, spinning it like a staff the way Rowan taught me

• Mated To My Enemies! Lycan Kings Obsession    The path to him

  Mira’s POVI could feel him.Every beat of the horses’ hooves against the dirt road made the bond thrum louder in my chest—like a string slowly tightening.With every turn, every shift of the carriage wheels, the pull toward Lucian grew stronger. It was strange how clear the connection had become. Like he was calling to me… or maybe I was finally listening.The carriage swayed gently as we moved under the moonlight. I sat across from Rowan, the silence between us thick, unspoken things swirling like smoke.The night before hadn’t truly ended for me. My thoughts hadn’t stopped racing.Even now, I wasn’t sure if I was breathing from instinct or sheer will. I was holding everything in—my discovery, my rage, my fear—and I knew it was only a matter of time before it all burst out.Rowan was watching me. I could feel his gaze, steady and quiet. Like he was studying a fragile piece of glass, unsure if it would shatter.“You’re awfully quiet,” he finally said.I looked up.His voice was low b