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2025-06-03 20:00:56I drifted through darkness punctuated by flashes of light, voices floating around me like leaves on a stream – sometimes clear, mostly muffled. The memory of Benjamin's grip, the needle, the sick feeling of violation as he tried to force his mark upon me – these fragments spun through my mind as I struggled to surface from the murky depths of drugged sleep. Beneath it all, Artemis, my wolf, pulsed with renewed strength, her presence a golden thread pulling me back toward consciousness.
Time stretched and contracted. I caught snippets of concerned voices – my brother Elijah's deep timbre, Elena's gentle murmurs, and most frequently, Theo's steady, commanding tone never far from my side. His fingers would occasionally brush mine, and even in my half-conscious state, I felt that spark – not static this time, but something deeper, something that belonged to the bond forming between us.<
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Claimed By The Lycan King 56: Emma
The dining hall swam with voices and scents, a heady mix of perfume, food, and the subtle musk of both wolf and Lycan. I walked at Theo's side, his hand resting lightly at the small of my back—not possessive, but reassuring. Just a week ago, these people had looked at me with suspicion or barely concealed disdain. Tonight, as their eyes followed our path across the polished floor, something had shifted. The air felt different, charged with possibility rather than prejudice."Ready?" Theo whispered, his breath warm against my ear.I nodded, straightening my shoulders. "As I'll ever be."We moved toward the first cluster of guests, a mixture of Lycan nobility and werewolf delegates. Their conversations stilled as we approached, bodies dipping into bows and curtsies with varying degrees of grace.
Claimed By The Lycan King 55: Emma
I rinsed the conditioner from my hair, letting the water flow over my face. Everything had changed so quickly. Just days ago, I'd been simply the Gamma of my brother's pack, returned home after years away, determined to forge my own path. Now I stood in the Lycan King's shower, marked by violence but also by possibility.After toweling my hair partially dry, I wrapped it in a fresh towel turban-style and brushed my teeth vigorously, washing away the medicinal taste that lingered from whatever they had given me to ease the pain.I stepped back into Theo's bedroom wrapped in a plush white towel, steam following me like a personal cloud. Theo looked up from where he sat on the edge of his bed, his eyes darkening as they traveled over my bare shoulders."I had all of your clothes and things moved here from your suite,"
Claimed By The Lycan King 54: Emma
I drifted through darkness punctuated by flashes of light, voices floating around me like leaves on a stream – sometimes clear, mostly muffled. The memory of Benjamin's grip, the needle, the sick feeling of violation as he tried to force his mark upon me – these fragments spun through my mind as I struggled to surface from the murky depths of drugged sleep. Beneath it all, Artemis, my wolf, pulsed with renewed strength, her presence a golden thread pulling me back toward consciousness.Time stretched and contracted. I caught snippets of concerned voices – my brother Elijah's deep timbre, Elena's gentle murmurs, and most frequently, Theo's steady, commanding tone never far from my side. His fingers would occasionally brush mine, and even in my half-conscious state, I felt that spark – not static this time, but something deeper, something that belonged to the bond forming between us.
Claimed By The Lycan King 53: Theodore
Emma felt impossibly light in my arms, as if her very essence had been drained along with her blood. I cradled her against my chest, my fingers careful to avoid the wound on her neck as I carried her up the stairs. The rage that had fueled me moments before had receded to a low simmer, making space for something more terrifying—a tenderness I'd never felt for anyone before her.Elijah had helped me release her from the chair, his hands trembling with barely contained fury as he snapped the silver-infused restraints from her ankles while I freed her wrists. The metal had left angry red marks where they'd touched her skin, and I'd had to swallow back a fresh wave of hatred for Benjamin Thorne and his accomplices."She's going to be okay," Elijah had said, though whether he was reassuring me or himself, I couldn't tell. His fingers had brushed her cheek with
Claimed By The Lycan King 52: Theodore
My hands wouldn't stop shaking. I paced the length of my hotel suite for what felt like the hundredth time, each step carrying the weight of my crown, my responsibility, and this new, raw ache that had carved itself into my chest since Emma disappeared. Three days of knowing her should not have left me this undone, and yet here I was, a king reduced to helpless pacing while somewhere in my city, my mate was in danger."They should have found something by now," I growled, running my fingers through my hair. The Golden Compass Hotel sprawled beneath my top-floor suite, and somewhere in its elegant expanse, the trail to Emma had gone cold.Elijah Maxwell matched my agitation step for step on the opposite side of the room, his green eyes—so like his sister's—dark with worry. His shoulders hunched forward as if bearing the physical weight of his failure
Claimed By The Lycan King 51: Emma
The effort left me physically drained. I slumped against the wall, my breath coming in short gasps. Across the room, Krea tilted her head, watching me with renewed interest. Had she noticed something? The change in my breathing, perhaps, or some subtle shift in my expression?"Water," I croaked, partly to distract her, partly because my throat was desert-dry from hours without drinking.Krea's lips curled into something almost like a smile. "The Alpha didn't say anything about keeping you comfortable.""The Alpha will want me conscious for what he has planned," I countered, hating the words even as I spoke them. "Hard to mark someone who's passed out from dehydration."Something flickered in her eyes—acknowledgment, perhaps, or simple cruelty—before she rose
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