Sold to the Lycan King
Your freedom is not yours to bargain with,” his deep voice growled as he closed the distance between us. My body trembled, helpless against the fear of what awaited me.
His fingers traced my check with cruel tenderness, his breath warm against my skin as I leaned in. A shiver ran through me as his lips brushed my neck.
"You're mine forever," he whispered. "That's all you shall ever be–a breeder."
That one word shattered my world. I never wished this fate, least of all to him, the ruthless Lycan King who sees Omegas as nothing more than his sexual plaything.
I wanted him to be my first, though love isn't for someone like me–a discarded Omega with no worth.
Rejected by her Alpha mate, who chose her twin sister over her, Morwenna is sold to the Lycan King, Leofric Thaddeus, as his breeder.
Heartbroken and filled with anger, she vowed to resist him, yet her body betrayed her, wanting the Lycan King's touch. But when her first mate returned, pleading for her forgiveness, Morwenna faced an impossible choice: the love she once dreamed of or the ruthless Lycan King who now claims her body. Perhaps even her heart.
Basahin
Chapter: Chapter 50Morwenna's POV Firelight flickered against the war maps, but I barely noticed. My hands trembled over the parchment, not from fear, not even from exhaustion—but from the knowing. A cold, sharp awareness had settled in my bones, something ancient and final. I had seen what would happen. And I didn’t know if I could stop it. Leofric was dying. Not fast. Not slow. Just inevitable. The curse clawed deeper each day, and though he masked it well in front of the generals, I saw it. In the stiffness of his jaw. In the shadows under his eyes. In the way his hands occasionally spasmed when he thought no one watched. I always watched. Sabine stood by the window, arms folded tight, moonlight painting silver across her dreadlocks. "You can't lead them like this," she said. "Not if your heart's already buried beside him." "He's not dead," I snapped. She didn’t flinch. "Not yet. But you have to plan for when he is." I hated her logic. Hated how she said it with compassion and steel.
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-24
Chapter: Chapter 49Morwenna's POV Pain bloomed behind my ribs again, sharper this time. Like something inside me had started to claw for a way out. I didn’t let it show. Not as I stepped over the ash-streaked bodies of the fallen, not as I pushed deeper into the shattered camp Aedric's generals had left behind in their retreat. My hands were bloody. My boots soaked in it. We’d won the ground. But nothing about it felt like victory. Liora trailed behind me, her sword sheathed but her eyes feral. She hadn't spoken since the battle, not even after cutting down the man who raised her. Her silence was its own scream. Leofric hadn’t emerged from his tent. Sabine met me at the heart of the field. She looked like death. No armor. Just robes dark with blood and smoke. “Two hundred gone,” she said. “We killed twice that. Maybe more. Doesn’t matter.” I waited. She continued, “Yara is still missing. No word from the west front. And the sky turned red over the Hollow.” My stomach dropped. Not the Hol
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-24
Chapter: Chapter 48Morwenna's POV Lightning split the sky as I stood at the edge of the battlefield, blood drying on my skin, blade still humming from the last kill. The world had gone unnaturally still, like even the wind was afraid to breathe. My boots sank into ash where grass used to be, and the scent of scorched fur lingered in the air like a curse whispered too loud. Leofric had been taken. Not by chains. Not by blades. But by something worse—the mark that now crawled over his body like living fire, burning brighter each time he fought it. And I had left him behind. I told myself it was to lead the army, to draw the enemy away. But the truth sat like lead in my gut. I was afraid. Afraid he would look at me and see not the woman he fought beside, but the weapon that broke him. Sabine moved beside me, her jaw tight, hands still glowing faintly with healing magic. She hadn’t said a word since we escaped the breach. Liora limped behind her, her golden armor dented, streaked with black blood.
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-24
Chapter: Chapter 47Morwenna's POV Ash scattered through the air like falling feathers as I stood in the ruins of the celestial temple. The wind was colder here. Not because of the elevation, but because of what lingered. Magic. Memory. Something older than either. The stones beneath my feet still pulsed faintly, as if mourning. Or waiting. I knelt and pressed my palm to the center of the scorched sigil. It burned faintly against my skin. Not pain. Recognition. "Speak to me," I said, voice low. "If you're still inside me, if you ever were, show me." Nothing answered. Not at first. Then the sky trembled. Not visibly. But in that deep-bone sense. Like something enormous had just taken breath above the clouds. Or below the earth. Behind me, Sabine's voice cut through the stillness. "Morwenna. Something’s coming." I stood. Not fast. Not afraid. "I know." She stepped beside me. Her eyes darted to the stone, to the shifting shadows between the broken columns. "Is it the stars again? Or so
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-24
Chapter: Chapter 46Morwenna's POV Blood roared in my ears long before I saw the battlefield. Smoke curled above the valley like a noose waiting to tighten. My fingers gripped the reins too tightly, skin peeling where the leather rubbed raw. The ground below pulsed with tension, with dread. Magic seeped from the soil as if the land itself had begun to rot. Leofric rode beside me, eyes shadowed, jaw clenched. His wolf stirred just beneath the surface, wild and uncertain. Every time our eyes met, something unspoken passed between us. He was breaking. And I was the reason. I shouldn’t have brought him. But I needed him. Scouts reported the rogue packs had circled behind the ridge, flanking us. We were outnumbered. Again. And I didn’t care. Because I had seen the outcome. Or one version of it. Ever since the merging the shard, the void, the girl with my face, I saw too much. Visions bloomed behind my eyelids even while I stood awake. Threads of possibility. Futures not yet written. Some ended wit
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-24
Chapter: Chapter 45Morwenna's POV Ash stuck to my lips like salt. My breath rattled with the weight of power I hadn’t meant to call. Below me, the battlefield was carved open, littered with bodies and spells that still flickered in death. I should have felt victory. Instead, I only felt hollow. Liora lay in the center of the wreckage, golden armor scorched and cracked, her soul-forged blade stabbed through the ground. Her chest rose faintly. Alive, but barely. I didn’t kill her. She had struck first, but I had spared her. Again. And it might be the death of me. Sabine dragged herself from the rubble, face bloodied, one arm bent at a sick angle. She looked at me like she didn’t recognize me. Maybe she didn’t. Maybe I didn’t either. "She was going to kill you," she rasped. "Why did you hold back?" "Because that’s what they expect from me," I said. My voice felt too calm, too distant. "Because I can’t lose myself. Not yet." The sky was still torn from the portal Liora came through. I stared up
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-22
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