MasukElara never imagined her quiet life as a wolfless handmaid would end in public humiliation and banishment. Traded by fate and framed by the golden princess who stole her identity at age twelve, Elara is rejected by the ruthless Alpha King Darius Thornwood in front of the entire realm. When Darius secretly offers her the position of hidden mistress and she refuses, Liora Kane frames her for poisoning and forces a “merciful” banishment only to send rogues to finish the job. In the blood-soaked Shadow Wilds, the legendary Cursed Lycan King, a feral beast chained by a thousand-year curse slaughters the rogues and claims Elara as his second-chance mate. Her suppressed hybrid powers awaken, revealing her as the last White Witch-Werewolf, the only being capable of breaking his curse. Now living in the Lycan King’s forbidden palace, Elara must prove she is far from weak while two kings wage war for her heart: one who discarded her and now hunts her with obsessive regret, and one who fights his own beast to court the woman who calms his curse. As ancient blood-witch wars erupt and Liora’s deadly secret threatens to destroy everything, Elara must choose, destroy the Alpha who broke her, or rule eternity beside the cursed beast who was always meant to be hers. Banished by the Alpha King: Claimed by the Cursed Lycan Beast is a fast-paced, steamy paranormal romance of rejected mates, hidden identities, explosive power awakenings, and a love strong enough to shatter curses and kingdoms.
Lihat lebih banyakElara's POV – Happily Ever After Three years later. The garden was in full bloom. White roses climbed the trellises. Lavender swayed in the warm breeze. The sun was golden, warm on my skin, and the sound of laughter drifted through the air. I sat on the stone bench beneath the old oak tree, a cup of tea in my hands, and watched my family. Arthur was three years old now. His dark hair was a riot of curls, his gold eyes bright with mischief. He ran through the garden with a wooden sword in his hand, chasing butterflies that were too fast for him. His laugh was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. Dana sat on the grass nearby, her belly round with her first child, her hand resting on it protectively. Kylan was sprawled beside her, his head in her lap, his eyes closed. He was pretending to be asleep, but I saw the smile tugging at his lips. Arthur ran to them, his wooden sword raised. "Uncle Kylan! Wake up! I am going to defeat you!" Kylan opened one eye. "Defeat me? You are
Elara's POVThe great hall was transformed once again.But this time, there was no crown. No formal ceremony. No weight of expectation. This was a celebration, pure and simple. A gathering to honor the newest life in the Lycan Kingdom.Arthur.The hall was filled with laughter and music. Tables groaned under the weight of roasted meats and fresh bread and sweet cakes. Flowers cascaded from every surface. Children ran between the legs of adults, their giggles echoing off the stone walls. Warriors who had once fought side by side now clapped each other on the back and shared tankards of ale.I stood at the center of it all, Arthur in my arms, his tiny face peeking out from the white linen blanket. His gold eyes were wide, taking in the crowd, the lights, the noise. He did not cry. He simply watched, his small fingers curling and uncurling against my chest."He is not afraid," Lucian said, appearing at my side. His hand found my waist, warm and steady."He is not afraid of anything," I s
Lucian's POVThe ceremony was forgotten.The crown slipped from my hands. The music stopped. The crowd gasped. I did not see any of it. I only saw Elara's face, pale and strained, her hand pressed to her belly."The baby is coming," she said again.I caught her as her knees buckled. She was trembling, her body already tensing with the first real contraction of labor. I lifted her into my arms and carried her through the great hall, past the stunned nobles, past the elders, past everyone who had gathered to celebrate. I did not care about the ceremony or the crown. I only cared about her."Get Gaius!" I shouted. "Get Gwen! Now!"The midwives were already waiting in our chambers, the ones I had personally chosen for their skill and their calm demeanors. They had delivered dozens of babies in the Lycan Kingdom, and they had assured me that everything would go smoothly. But nothing could have prepared me for the reality of watching Elara in pain.I laid her on the bed. She was already pan
Lucian's POV The weeks that followed were a blur of rebuilding. The great hall was restored. The shattered chandeliers were replaced. The tapestries were rewoven, depicting scenes of peace instead of war. The bodies were buried. The wounded were healed. The kingdom slowly, painfully, began to put itself back together. I spent most of my time in meetings—with elders, with pack leaders, with the few alphas who had survived Darius's assault. We replaced the fallen alphas with those who had proven their loyalty. We redistributed lands that had been seized by Darius's allies. We retrieved the Orb of the Earth from where Darius had hidden it and returned it to the vault beneath Alpha Lancelot's territory. The human world had been sealed again. The barrier was restored. The scientists of the United State of Arcadia had retreated, their portal closed, their magic gone. They would not be back. Not for a long time. Not while I was alive. And through it all, Elara was by my side. Her pregn
Elara’s POVI needed to break free from his grip.Darius had me pinned against the cold stone wall, his body caging mine so completely I could barely breathe. My heart hammered so hard it felt like it would crack my ribs. I opened my mouth to scream, but the sound died in my throat. Screaming in th
Darius’s POV I smelt her before I saw her. The scent hit me like a punch — that same intoxicating mix of wild honey and lightning that had haunted me since the mating ceremony. It cut through the wine, the perfume, and the sweat of a hundred bodies in the hall. My head snapped up. The music had st
Elara’s POVI couldn’t believe Alpha Darius and Liora were here too.My feet kept moving down the staircase, but my mind had frozen. I thought they were enemies. Lucian and Darius had fought over borders, over power, over everything. Yet here they were, standing in the same hall like it was normal.
Lucian’s POVI burst through the palace gates with the unconscious girl cradled against my chest. The full moon still hung high, bathing everything in cold silver light. My bare feet slapped against the stone courtyard. Blood from the rogues still coated my skin and matted my hair.The two guards a












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