The Lycan king's Forbidden Obssesion
Humanity lives on the edge of extinction. Every season, the Northern lands demand a sacrifice of a human to be sent to the Ice Castle, to be given to the Lycan King and his court to be used, broken, and discarded. No sacrifice has ever returned.
Serena Valiente is the disgraced daughter of a once-powerful family. When her father offers her as the next tribute to save his own status, Serena is dragged in chains across the frozen border. She expects death and humiliation. What she does not expect is the way the Lycan King looks at her. He does not look at her with hunger, but with pain.
Because the moment King Alejandro's eyes fall on Serena, the mate bond awakens. A searing, undeniable, cruelly ironic truth: the human he was meant to destroy is the one the Moon Goddess has chosen for him.
But in the Ice Castle, the bond is not a blessing. It is a weakness. Alejandro's enemies will use it against him. His court will mock him for wanting a human. And Serena, fragile and human and alone, must decide whether to run from the monster or trust the only creature in the frozen castle who looks at her like she is not a sacrifice, but salvation.
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Chapter: Chapter 137: The second bookSerena’s POV It was thinner than the treaty as he pushed a second book across the table. It came to a stop in front of me, and he did not push it any further. He waited for me to pick it up.It was older than the treaty. The cover was cracked, and the pages were yellow, and there were no marks on the spine, and the corners had been mended."Read it," Alejandro told me.I opened it. The pages cracked a little. I read the passage."The union of a human and a Lycan will bring either great peace or great destruction. Neither side will know which until the choice is made. The choice will be made by the pair, not by the court, and not by the crown, and not by the treaty. And when the choice is made, the north will not be the same."There was more. The ink had faded where a thumb had rested. I did not read the rest of it. "Do not read the rest," I told myself. "Not here. Not now. Not with him watching."I closed the book, and I read it twice. I closed the book again, and I set it down. The
Last Updated: 2026-11-03
Chapter: Chapter 135: The prophecySerena's POVThe walk back from the garden was long and cold. The snow had gotten into my boots.The healer would not let go of Alejandro's arm, and Beatriz carried Mateo ahead of us, and Diego walked behind with his sword still in his hand. He did not sheath it, and nobody spoke.The great hall was empty when we reached it. The wounded had been moved to their chambers, and the children had been put to bed. The fire had been banked for the night, and the hall smelled of cold ash.Alejandro went to his chambers, and I went to mine. I did not think I would sleep. I fell asleep before my head touched the pillow, and I did not dream.The library still smelled like her blood, and I had to walk past the place where she died to find the book that would change everything.I woke up in my own chambers. The ceiling was unfamiliar.It was the first time I had slept in my own bed since the rebellion started. I had forgotten what my own room smelled like. The fire had been lit while I slept, and i
Last Updated: 2026-11-03
Chapter: Chapter 135: The silence 2Serena's POV A moment later Beatriz came out through the gate with Mateo in her arms. He was wrapped in a blanket, and she was walking slowly.She was carrying him carefully. She had been carrying him for a while and she was not tired of it.His face was against her shoulder, and his eyes were closed, and his hands were around her neck. Beatriz crossed to the bench and sat down with him in her lap.She said it without apology. "I cannot leave him, because he will not sleep without me tonight.""Stay," I told her.She stayed. She sat on the bench with Mateo in her lap and the tea still steaming beside her, going cold.Mateo fell asleep against her shoulder after a while. His breathing changed, and it got slower, and his hands loosened on her neck. She shifted him once and then did not move again. Beatriz did not look at the grave.She looked at the gate.Two nobles lingered at the gate. She did not raise it as Beatriz lifted her head and spoke to them across the garden."Go inside," B
Last Updated: 2026-11-02
Chapter: Chapter 134: The silence 1Serena's POVI did not want to go to him.I stood at the graveside with the snow falling on my shoulders and the small wooden wolf on top of the flowers, and I watched Diego at the edge of the crowd. The snow had settled on his shoulders.He did not move. He did not raise his hand. He waited the way he always waited, with his hands behind his back and his eyes on me and his face as still as a wall. He did not wave me over.I crossed the garden. The snow was ankle deep at the path.The crowd was dispersing through the garden gate. I watched them go. Nobody looked back.I did not move toward the gate. I looked at Diego and Diego looked at me, and I understood that the crowd was not the thing I needed to see. I was certain of it.The nobles walked with their heads down and their cloaks pulled tight and their hands in their sleeves. Their faces were grey in the lantern light.Some of them stumbled. One of them stopped at the gate to catch her breath. She stood alone until she had her brea
Last Updated: 2026-11-02
Chapter: Chapter 133: The funeral pt 2Serena's POV Dusk came.The whole court gathered in the garden, and the garden was full. There was no space left along the walls.The snow was light and did not stop. Torches were lit along the walls, and their light flickered across the black stone and the white snow and did not reach the corners. The torchlight reached the first three rows of nobles and then gave up, so that the faces at the back of the garden were only shadows with breath coming out of them.The nobles stood shoulder to shoulder and did not speak. They had all come. Every noble who had knelt in the great hall at dawn had come to the garden at dusk.They wore dark colors, and they had washed their faces. They looked like a different court than the one that had laughed at me on my first night.Alejandro was brought in a chair by four guards, and the healer walked beside him. He was still grey, and he did not speak. He was placed at the front of the gathering beside the grave.Diego stood at the foot of the grave. Be
Last Updated: 2026-10-31
Chapter: Chapter 132: The funeral pt 1Serena's POVThey buried Ramona in the garden behind the great hall at dusk, and the whole court came. I did not know until I stood at her grave that I had never once seen her outside the castle walls.The rider from the south road left before the sun was fully up.The courtyard was quiet when I woke. There was no horse, and there was no rider. There was only the snow where the horse had stood and the tracks of it going out through the gate.I did not see him go. I was in the great hall when Diego came back from the courtyard and told me the messenger had been fed and given a fresh horse. He had been sent back down the road to tell the human territories the castle would receive their envoy. I did not ask what Alejandro had told him to say, and I did not ask who the envoy was.Alejandro would not look at me.The healer took him to his chambers an hour later, and he did not argue with her. He had not spoken since the messenger gave the name. He let her help him out of the chair, and he
Last Updated: 2026-10-31
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