Arranged To The Lycan King

AmberFour years and a couple of months later...I stare at my own reflection in the mirror, nervous because this marks my last day of being a free woman. Alex will turn eighteen in a week, and I’m heading there before that happens to get to know him again. I’m nervous, excited, and also plain terrified of what might happen.A car is coming to pick me up in an hour, and then I’m leaving the Snowflake pack forever. The Lycanrock pack will turn into my new family, and the thought of that is unsettling. I’m a werewolf and an Omega at that—if I felt weak and small in my own pack, just imagine how it will be to be surrounded by literal giants. Lycans are taller than what is normal and packed with muscles. It’s going to be nerve-wracking to become their Luna. What if they will laugh at having a werewolf for their Luna? It’s the second most important role in the pack hierarchy. Sighing, I glance down at the picture I took four, almost five years ago, with Alex. It’s of us smiling at the ca

AlexToday is a shit day, and I’m close to punching the tiled wall as I stand under the water stream inside the bathroom. I’m angry at life and also angry at myself for feeling this way. I’m beyond pissed off when I should be happy. Amber, my future wife, and mate, is finally here at my estate, and she is just as cute and lovely as before...perhaps a tad bit smaller than my memories allow me to remember? I can’t recall her being quite as delicate as she is now, even though I suppose she can’t have shrunk. Though, it’s not like I mind her size. What I do mind, however, is the fact that she immediately started undressing after I jokingly asked her to. Like, what the actual flipping fuck?! Would she start undressing that easily to any random man that asked her to? Groaning to myself, I turn off the water and head into my bedroom, freezing when I see my older brother Zeke lounging in my bed with a towel wrapped around his head.“What the fuck are you doing here?!”“Hmm, what am I doing

AmberI’ve spent more than an hour talking to Alex. We are sitting on my bed while munching on cookies that his butler delivered us. It was the same one that drove me here. His name is Smede, and I like him, even if he is a scary Lycan. Alex, on the other hand...well...I glance at Alex when he stuffs his mouth full of cookies before swallowing. He doesn’t even chew before he burps and looks at me with a raised eyebrow. “I’m not going to apologize for my bad manners. This is my home.”My cheeks turn molten hot. His stomach is jutting out a little from eating so many cookies, but it’s still pretty obvious he has a six-pack underneath his clothes. “Umm...I-I wasn’t expecting you to do that...” I mumble. Alex grins mischievously, “Well, you better get used to me having no manners because that’s just how I roll,” he says while patting his stomach. “This is also a house where only men live, so eh...things might smell like cheeseballs.”I cringe at his words and nod awkwardly. I’m not sure

AmberIt feels odd walking into Magic Academy. This is where I will finish my degree and where I will take additional courses because, let’s face it: I rather not spend too much time at home. I intend on avoiding Alex Lycania like the goddamn plague because that guy has the ability to hurt me by just opening his stupid mouth....it just sucks that Alex seems to be a superstar on campus. There is a whole wall committed to him. He is apparently the team captain of the Lycanball team, The Hellwolves—a real original name right there for a sports team that is entirely made up of Lycans. I rolled my eyes so far into my head the first time I heard it that I, for one second, feared I would end up blind. Sighing to myself, I reach down into my backpack to pick up my laptop. I’m hanging out on the bleachers of the Lycanball stadium. Alex is running on the field below, and while I know I shouldn’t be watching him, I’m very attracted to his muscles and shirtless torso. Not coming here to study w

Amber“We are sooooo lost, Alex...” I hiccup and smile at the large and beautiful Lycan walking beside me through this very creepy labyrinth. He scowls down at me with wrinkles forming on his nose.“We are not lost.”Laughter bubbles up in my throat. “We are.”“No, we are not.”I just giggle and lift my chin, keeping my eyes on Alex’s face. He is so damn pretty...would he mind if I just lifted up his T-shirt and licked his abs for one hot minute?“What?” Alex barks when I beam up at him. “Why are you looking at me like that?”“Because you’re so pretty,” I say in a baby voice that I hope he finds cute. I want Alex to like me.But much to my disappointment, he rolls his eyes at me and mutters, “You’re so drunk...”“Maybe…”Despite Alex’s attitude, I don’t stop smiling as I follow him. He is walking really, really fast, though. I have to take two steps at a time to keep up with him, but I’m struggling right now and almost fall head-first over a root that sticks up from the ground. Luckil