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Morning came, but it didn’t bring relief. I cracked my eyes open, and my chest pressed deeper into the mattress as if it could swallow me whole.Waking up meant acknowledging reality, which was a cold, merciless thing. Last night had been an agonizing kind of heartbreak. Maya was satisfied, purring in contentment after finally being fucked by our mate—but I felt empty.Raw. Drained. Wounded.And this morning felt worse.The crushing weight of knowing exactly where I stood.I blinked at the ceiling, staring blankly before rolling onto my side. Axel’s delicious scent still lingered on my pillow. At least that meant it wasn’t a horrifying nightmare.He had been here. He had touched me. And I had let him.Thinking about it now made the humiliation double.Letting myself hope had been my first mistake. Now, I was paying for it.The general bell rang through the castle. I rolled my eyes and ignored it. Axel could starve for all I cared.Let him order someone else to make his damn breakfast.
Last Updated : 2025-02-23Fated To The Lycan Beast Fifty-Six
Eve Suffocation clawed at my throat, and my body sat rigid in the passenger seat as nausea rolled through me. It wasn’t just discomfort, I needed to throw up.The sensation twisted in my gut, making me feel like I was losing control over my own body.Then Shahar leaned forward, attempting to kiss me again. Maya grew disgusted and furious, resisting every second of this.My breathing grew shallow as I tried to focus on anything else but the kiss.It didn’t help.His fingers grazed my neck again, and a violent nausea churned in my stomach. I swallowed hard, forcing myself to stay still and keep up the act.I couldn’t just bolt out of the car—not without making things worse.The nausea hit me again. My vision blurred. I couldn’t hold it in anymore.No matter how polite I tried to seem, I threw the door open, stumbling out and rushing toward the side of the road.I barely made it to a decorative ledge, where a gutter ran alongside the pavement, before vomiting hard.The force of it left
Last Updated : 2025-02-24Fated To The Lycan Beast Fifty-Seven
AxelI buried myself in more work, my pen scratching against the paper as I signed document after document. I drowned myself in kingdom matters, treaties, trade negotiations—Anything to keep my mind off her.But, of course, the universe had other plans. When I raised my head, my heart stuttered. Because she was standing right there.Beyond the threshold of my study, dressed in her nightwear, standing like an apparition—like a dream slipping through my fingers.Something was off.I could feel it.But still, I just sat there, watching her.Taking her in.She didn’t move or speak.And me, for all my control and discipline, felt the pleasurable waves of desire stir violently."Did you miss your way, or are you sleepwalking?"I drawled, my voice low, taunting."Or maybe I’m really so irresistible that you couldn’t last a few days without me?"She didn’t answer.My amusement faded.Giving way to concern.She was off.Realizing what I was doing, I reached out to her, tilting her chin—The m
Last Updated : 2025-02-25Fated To The Lycan Beast Fifty-Eight
Eve That night in the study had been the beginning of something reckless. I was torn between unease and arousal.But with Axel, all reason fled, leaving only the madness of desire. I needed him all the time. Round the clock.My mind should have resisted, but my body always betrayed me. Every time I saw him, I felt that heat. That freaking pull. That ache.He set fire to me, arousing every sense and thought. We were tangled in a mess of heat and desperation.It was wrong and yet inevitable.We never talked about it. Never acknowledged what it meant. Because that would make it real.So we continued meeting over and over.In the hidden parts of the castle, in the dead of night, in the woods, in his study, sometimes, in my room.My mind never questioned the insanity because Axel would still marry Nina. I was still dating Shahar.It didn’t stop either of us.The revenge plan was still on. I wasn’t trying to change the future. I was ignoring it and letting this affair run through us, consu
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Fated To The Lycan Beast Fifty-Nine
EveI stood at the Lycan train station, my eyes scanning the crowd for Crystal. Then I saw her, stepping off the train. Dressed in a dark coat, her red hair caught the light, making her impossible to miss.My heart tightened. This wasn’t just a visit. This wasn’t a simple reunion. This felt like judgment day.Crystal was here for one reason—revenge. And once she set her mind on something, once she decided that revenge was the answer, there was no stopping her. I had seen it before.As much as that terrified me, as much as I wanted to delay the inevitable, I rushed forward—and hugged her.Villain Era, Activated."Isn't it wild that my best friend is now a full-fledged villain?" I teased, trying to lighten the air.Crystal arched a well-lined brow. "Villain?"I lowered my voice dramatically. "Yes. A full-on, cloak-wearing, curse-muttering, soul-harvesting witch who has come to claim Axel’s life."She snorted. "Oh, I’m not just harvesting, sweetheart. I’m going to boil him, roast him, an
Last Updated : 2025-02-27Fated To The Lycan Beast Sixty
I stood with my fingers tapping idly against the armrest of my chair, watching as Shahar beat the hell out of two warriors. He was enraged, his fury barely contained as his fists connected with flesh, each strike carrying the weight of unspoken frustration. The warriors had barely lifted their arms in defense, but Shahar didn’t care—he wanted them to feel his wrath.Rumors of my inability to shift—or my problem with my wolf—were spreading like wildfire, slithering through the halls and streets like a disease. It had taken root, infecting conversations, making people whisper behind my back. Why has no one ever seen the King’s wolf? The question was everywhere.And it was true.Lycans shift in battle, but I fought like a man. It should have bothered me more than it did, considering my strength was my reputation, and doubt was a deadly poison that could rot the foundation of my throne. But I didn’t care. Not in the way they wanted me to. Let them talk, let them whisper, let them fill the
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Fated To The Lycan Beast Sixty-One
Eve The door shut, and the sound sealed us into a boundary I was happily willing to cross but also afraid of, because I didn't have the willpower to step away from it. Axel watched me silently, waiting for my reaction. My stomach clenched as desire filled my body."Let go of me," I said, taking his hands off my waist.He did, surprisingly, but did not take a step back."You're absolutely certain that your future cannot be dictated by me?" he asked, making a vague gesture in the air."That's what I said," I repeated.He tilted his head and then laughed. It was a dry one."That's interesting," he mused. "Because I have a feeling that you might try to run away from me but end up coming right back.""Or, who knows? You might be two-timing, acting like a loving wife to Shahar while sneaking away for a good fuck.”My mouth gaped. "You're delusional."He burst into laughter. It was crazy how much his laughter unsettled me. So very much. So pleasurable."Shahar is your friend. How can you do
Last Updated : 2025-03-02Fated To The Lycan Beast Sixty-Two
EveI'd be a liar to say I had not fantasized about this for weeks. I couldn't help it. I wanted to fuck Axel, and every part of me begged for this. I'd enjoyed sex with Lance until it became a chore. But at his best performance, Lance had never made me feel like Axel did. “Something about you makes me come alive,” he whispered, running his tongue over my lips.“What is it?” I asked, teasing him by rubbing my clit against his crotch. He groaned and pressed himself more into me. “Tell me.” I ran my fingers over his hair. It felt so soft as his body shuddered with pleasure He chuckled lightly at my playful behavior but then pulled away from me. “Everything.” His voice was husky with lust. He leaned forward and kissed my chin before pulling me down on top of him. “I can barely contain myself. Your curves. Your sultry eyes. Your soft lips… they're enough to drive any man wild. It's time to take things to the next level.”His mouth covered mine, and I could taste him everywhere on my to
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VanessaIn the middle of the night, when every being who had peace in them was asleep, I tossed and turned in bed. The sheets beneath me felt rough against my skin. Groaning in annoyance, I slid to my knees on the floor, staring at the corner of the room, blank-eyed.“Just say something,” I whispered.I needed to pray, but I didn’t even know who I was talking to. I shut my eyes tightly and tried again. My lips moved without sound; my throat was too dry. I swallowed and forced the words out.“Dear Goddess...”Ugh.It wasn’t working. She was not dear to me. She felt far, like a stranger. My hands twisted together. I had forgotten how to pray, and somehow that sent a wave of shame through me. My mother used to say the Goddess listened even when we didn’t speak, but I didn’t believe that anymore.I used to pray beside her before bed, before everything fell apart. I used to believe the Goddess cared. A broken laugh escaped my lips. My belief died when they took everything that made me happ
Fated To The Lycan Beast Thirteen
AlecIt felt like my feet were glued to the floor as I watched Vanessa vanish down the stairs. My body still reacted like she was right in front of me. I hated that. I hated how she walked off like she had a choice. Like she could somehow outrun this cursed bond. Like it clung to me more than it did her.As if she was immune.She wasn’t. I knew that. Her blood carried the same Alpha rage mine did. This was her problem too. But she carried it like she had already won something.I pushed my wolf down, but he kept snapping at the inside of my ribs, restless. He didn’t shut up. I started pacing, dragging my fingers through my hair. Her scent still clung to the air. Sweet and sharp. It pissed me off.I moved to the nightstand and picked up the perfume bottle. My mother’s. Jasmine and vanilla. I hated how soft it smelled, but I sprayed it anyway.I needed a different memory.The scent hit me, and the flashback came fast—screams cutting through the courtyard. I’d hidden behind a pillar, too
Fated To The Lycan Beast Twelve
Vanessa In the middle of the night, I sat cross-legged with papers spread across the floor of my room. My fingers glided over the inked words from the parchment Olga had given me earlier.The Alpha bloodline is chosen by the moon. Enforced by myths. Preserved through fear.I scoffed under my breath. Of course they'd say that. That was their poetry for tyranny.I picked up another paper. A diagram. The Blackmoor pack structure. Alphas. Betas. Gammas. Deltas. Omegas. And then, at the very bottom—us.The rejects.Even their omegas lived better. We were the hands that cleaned their fields, the mouths that fed their hunger. Disposable.My eyes landed on another title: The Rebellion of Valen Hunter: A Warning to Future Traitors.My chest clenched. I leaned forward and read line by line, every word slow.Valen Hunter was executed for crimes against the bloodline. May the goddess silence his lineage.I squeezed my eyes shut.They were jokers. What crime did he commit? They didn’t even say. J
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Amma didn’t look back. Her steps kicked up the dust behind her, and her fists clenched at her sides like she was dragging her anger with her. I stood still. My chest felt hollow. The rage rolling off her had knocked the wind out of me, and now all I could do was stare.I didn’t move at first. My legs didn’t listen. It took everything to shift one foot forward, like walking through thick mud. Amma was supposed to understand. She was supposed to comfort me, not make me feel like I’d burned the entire village.I turned away and started walking slowly. The trees swallowed me, and each step felt heavier than the last. I didn’t rush. I didn’t want to get home.Why did she react like I reached out to the goddess and begged for the bond? I didn’t. I never wanted it. I never wanted him.But Amma didn’t wait to hear that. She didn’t ask questions. She looked at me like I betrayed her. Like I betrayed all of them.The house buzzed when I arrived. The higher-ranked females were preparing for a p
Fated To The Lycan Beast Ten
Vanessa The air in the Omega base felt stale. Too many bodies and too little hope.The omega's were too weak to fight during the coup so they lived. But if living was like this, perhaps death was better. They were suffering in abject poverty.I stepped over a broken plank and passed a sleeping child curled beside an empty basket. Some of them looked up. Most didn’t bother. Their eyes were flat. Tired. Hungry.The housing was worse than I imagined—if you could even call it housing. Wooden shacks leaned into each other like they were too weak to stand. Some of the younger wolves squatted beside black water, brushing their teeth with twigs.A boy with matted hair sniffed the air when I passed. His stomach was swollen from hunger. I shifted my basket and kept moving. I had brought what I could—some rice, herbs, and clean rags—but it felt like pouring water into a cracked jar.Olga had told me to come. Told me to see what Alec’s “peace” looked like. Told me to remember what he took.And I
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Alec I caught her scent before I saw her.Sweet, primal and alive.It hit me as I rounded the corner of the second-floor stairs.My heart slammed hard enough that I felt it in my throat. The bond snapped awake between us, yanking tight across my ribs.And there she was.Vanessa stood a few steps above me, gripping the railing, breathing like she had just run a mile. Her skin glowed under the lights, damp from a heat that hadn't touched anyone else. Her wolf was awake, I could feel it reaching for mine.Every muscle in my body locked.I wanted to take the last few steps and grab her.Bury my face against her neck.Mark her until she couldn’t belong to anyone but me.She took another shaky step down. Her knees wobbled like a newborn pup’s.I stayed rooted where I was.Her eyes found mine, like she'd been caught in the middle of a nightmare.Something primal shoved against my control.My wolf surged, howling for her.Take her. Now.Vanessa’s lips parted. She staggered. Her scent punched
Fated To The Lycan Beast Eight
Vanessa’s POVI couldn't let Nina's words slide without knowing what she was up to. I pushed through the servants, ignoring the stupid whispers.Nina was halfway up the stairs leading to the third floor, acting like she had no idea she’d just thrown a torch into dry wood. I ran up the stairs and caught up with her. She turned, calm as still water with a smile on her lips. “What are you up to?” I cried out, exasperated.Nina looked around and whispered, “Walls have ears. You don't want Isabella and Maya to hear this.”She smoothed her skirt and turned back to the stairs. Without glancing back, she said, “Follow me.”Rage crawled up my neck. I stood there with clenched fists, before forcing my legs to move.We didn’t speak as we climbed. When I stepped inside her quarters, my eyes widened.It was nothing short of beautiful and eccentric. The walls were painted deep blue, like the sky right before it surrendered to the stars. A colorful rug sprawled across the floor, alive with shapes
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Vanessa The stench of blood hit me before I even reached the laundry hall. The metallic smell clung to my nose and throat, making every breath taste like iron.We were waiting, heads down, buckets lined along the wall. When the hunters dumped the bloodied clothes in front of us, the pile steamed in the cold air."Move," barked one of the guards.We dropped to our knees and started sorting. Thick leather cloaks soaked through, ripped and dark with blood. Some had claw marks. Others, deep slashes. My hands found a warm shirt. My stomach clenched. I bit the inside of my cheek and shoved it into the basin.The head servant, Marga, stormed past. "You're slower than a pack of drunk pups. Hurry up!"My fingers worked fast, scrubbing, rinsing and wringing. The water turned red instantly. A film of blood coated the surface. Every time I dipped the cloth back in, it felt like bathing in ghosts.The memory slipped in before I could fight it.I was thirteen years old, and my dad had just given
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AlecThe morning after Olga's prophecy was awful.I woke up with a pounding headache, like my skull was about to split open. But as memories of last night came flooding back, the headache was nothing compared to the deep ache in my chest.My mate.The one person destined to be my perfect match was Valen Hunter's daughter. Entirely unsuitable for me.The thought of being bonded to an enemy felt like punishment. I rubbed my forehead, trying to shake off the fog, but my mind kept circling back to the impossibility of it all.How could the goddess be so cruel?I’d always thought I was blessed and destined for power. Life had spoiled me with luxury, and now I was crowned alpha of one of the most powerful packs on the south coast. People envied me. But now, luck had turned its back on me.It felt like the moon goddess herself had said, "You’ve had enough blessings. Time for a change."And she had changed everything.A bond with Vanessa was unthinkable. Packmates would revolt and use it agai
