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Chosen By The Lycan Prince SIXTEEN
I was handed over to a middle-aged woman, the same woman who had brought me food in the cell, and everything started to happen so fast. I was bathed by two other women, an order from the Lycan Prince. It was unusual for me and I was shy at first, but these women didn’t see any big deal in it. In fact, they did it with so much dedication, like it was a natural thing for them to do. They were gentle with me, taking their time to wash my voluminous hair, after which they dried and straightened it. I was adorned with expensive fragrance, the type only befitting of a princess, and they were quiet while at it, only smiling at me as they worked.My hair is perhaps the only thing that draws attention to me. I have long, black and thick hair, just like my mom did. Most times, it was tied in an untidy bun and wrapped to form a big doughnut at the top of my head to prevent it from getting in the way while I did my chores at Silver Moon. Apart from my hair, I didn’t think any other thing about me
Chosen By The Lycan Prince SEVENTEEN
DRAVEN“Why do I have a bad feeling about all of this?’ Vadirr turned from the bookshelf to study my face. It wasn’t like him to question my decisions, and repeatedly must I add. I hated being questioned and any other man wouldn’t dare to, especially given the situation. But Vadirr isn’t just any man, he’s my best friend and confidant. Along with my younger brother Duron, he’d fought with me on many occasions. We’d conquered enemies together, acquired lands and wealth, and he’d put his life on the line for me many times. We were born to be best friends, and he’s one of the few people that gets me, second only to Duron, my younger brother.Vadirr and I are age mates sharing the same birth date, but there’s a two year gap between us and Duron, although it is hard to tell. Born of the same parents, Duron and I share similar qualities unlike Donovan, the youngest. I hate to admit it, but we take after our father, the late King Cadeyrn-Ruaidhri whereas Donovan takes after our mother. Lucky
Chosen By The Lycan Prince EIGHTEEN
ESMERAYI can’t get over the fact that I’m in Prince Draven’s personal space. His sweet, powerful scent floated through the air, and I felt powerful for the first time in my life. I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe to calm my overly excited wolf. My wolf, Ximena is a very quiet wolf. She didn’t speak a lot, and I wouldn’t blame her for her lack of interest after what our mate did to us.Mena is my other half, and she’d been excited to meet me just as I was excited to meet her the first time. When Zayden didn’t reject us immediately, she had hopes that he’ll come to love us one day. But days passed and Mena started to hate Zayden. He tortured us too much by making us watch while he fucked other women. All our hopes died, and in its place was hatred for Zayden Vaughn. She’d grown really quiet after that, and whenever I had my usual headaches that’s accompanied by that foreign voice, she’d go totally out of reach.I knew I needed to see a doctor. That wasn’t a privilege I had in Si
Chosen By The Lycan Prince NINETEEN
It was already day break before my eyes started to slowly drift close. I couldn’t sleep for many reasons. For one, the bed was too comfortable, the room too cozy, which is more luxury than I’d have ever imagined in my life and it didn’t help that Prince Draven’s scent on the mattress had my wolf feeling giddy. How could I sleep when a scent so powerful surrounded me, suffocating me? it felt like I was committing a crime laying in his bed, I felt like an intruder. Lady Abigail had been right. I didn’t deserve it. And Prince Draven didn’t make it easier either. Legend has it that he didn’t sleep at night because of his demons, and they’d been right about that part. He went about the apartment, opening and slamming doors loudly, thrashing things here and there, cursing occasionally, and what not? I pretended to be asleep for the most part, but he must have known that I was awake. Sometimes, I felt his eyes on me, watching me, making me self-conscious. I brooded on his words for a lon
Chosen By The Lycan Prince TWENTY
His voice held a threat that I understood all to well. It’ll take him a second or less to end my life if I didn’t do this task right. I may not have realized the enormity of what he asked me until now, and it was too late to back down, everyone already knew the first Prince found his mate, and some of them already met me. There was no running away from it, I had to do it. How could I explain to this man that I never did anything right? I swallowed the lump in my throat as I forced my eyes to stay glued to his as long as I could. He held my gaze in a hard glare, but there were no emotions there, just eyes as hard as a rock. Did the Lycan Prince have no emotions like I’d read? The only reaction he ever showed was anger, which was only evident in his aura, with a little trace in his voice, but never in his eyes. “Do you understand, Omega?” he quirked a brow. I nodded slowly, my eyes still holding his in fear that he’d snap my neck if I looked away. “Speak,” he whispered, his voice still
Chosen By The Lycan Prince TWENTY-ONE
ZAYDEN I let out a frustrated grunt as my hands moved into my pants to caress my hard on, my eyes flipping close as I did. I stroked gently back and forth and imagined my hands were that of my mate. I pictured her small, round face with her mane of thick black hair falling all over her face and her titties poking out at me, waiting to feel my hands on them. My strokes grew more frantic as I thought of all the things I’d have loved to do to her. Pulling my aching member out of the confines of my pants, I swallowed hard, allowing my imaginations run wild. I needed a good release, and I also need a lubricant… anything to make me cum faster. No matter how much I denied it, no matter how bad I treated her, she was my mate. My body knew it, my wolf knew it. I felt the mate bond anytime my skin as much as grazed hers, and no matter the number of women that graced my bed, none of them could give me the kind of satisfaction that my body desired, none of them were my mate. I’d always known I
Chosen By The Lycan Prince TWENTY-TWO
ESMERAYMy hands were curled into fists as I made my way to the dining table with Smythe leading the way, and it had nothing to do with how uncomfortable I felt with what I was wearing, or the many eyes that were fixed on me. Everyone looked on as we passed, whispering amongst themselves and some even pointing at me without making any efforts to hide it. Many looked on with admiration and envy and some with scorn. Others, it was hard to place their expressions. But my thoughts were in no way connected to my present surroundings. My thoughts were with Prince Draven.He was still with Heather. It wasn’t any of my business but I couldn’t help but wonder what they were up to. Heather was pretty, a royal from a noble background, and there was no denying the bond the both of them shared. I was a nobody, definitely not a match for a man of his status. But why did I feel uncomfortable that they’d been together for the last hour? He wants me to put up a good show but is Smythe supposed to be
Chosen By The Lycan Prince TWENTY-THREE
“Do I really have to wear these?” I wriggled my aching feet on our way to the mall. So far, Scarlett was proving to be a darling. We have only spent ten minutes in each other’s company since breakfast and I can totally understand why Vadirr was smitten by her. She is a real one. After breakfast, Draven had some important meetings to attend and he told Smythe to take I and Scarlett to the mall for shopping. He made it clear the choice of clothes he wanted on me. No short or tight dresses, nothing revealing, with emphasis on ‘outfits befitting my new status'I was however glad when Scarlett volunteered to go with me. He’d not agreed to it on the spot, but eventually just nodded his head and handed Smythe his credit card. Now alone with Scarlett, I decided that I liked her within the first minute of our being together. She had a great sense of humor and her laughter reached her eyes, but she was pretty chatty and overly inquisitive. Since I got here, she’s the only one who didn’t lo
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