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0021: It's Complicated
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Loved By The Lycan King 0022: Heat
KAREN’S POVI was still battling with my feelings when the first wave of my heat crashed into me like a wildfire—sudden and all-consuming. My skin burned, feverish and slick with sweat, every nerve ending alive with a desperate, aching need.My muscles trembled—not from exhaustion, but from the sheer effort of not collapsing, not giving in. No. Not now. Not like this. My nails dug into my palms, the sharp sting of pain a fleeting distraction from the storm inside me. But my wolf was already pacing beneath my skin, restless, wild, her instincts clawing at my control like a caged beast.And Jackson—oh gods, Jackson—was the last person I could face in this state.Yet fate had a cruel sense of humor. That same evening, his parents had invited me to dinner—a gesture of gratitude for healing their sick pack members. The irony was almost laughable. Here I was, barely holding myself together, expected to sit through a meal as if my body wasn’t screaming for release, as if my blood wasn’t molt
Last Updated : 2025-04-23Loved By The Lycan King 023: Meltdown
KAREN’S POVThe world swayed beneath me as I stumbled toward the pack house, each step a battle against the firestorm raging inside my veins. My legs trembled—weak, unsteady—as if my bones had turned to liquid.The cold night air should have soothed me, but it only made the heat under my skin burn fiercer, sharper. Every breath came in shallow gasps, my lungs too tight, too raw. My clothes clung to me, damp with sweat, the fabric chafing against my overheated skin. The weight of my own body was too much. Just a little farther.I slipped through the side entrance, praying to the Moon Goddess that no one would see me like this—weak, unraveling, barely holding myself together. I couldn’t face Jackson. Not now. Not when my body ached with need, when my thoughts were thick with the fog of my heat. The memory of his scent—warm cedar and wild earth—flashed through my mind, and I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood.No. Not him. Not yet.I dragged myself toward my doorstep, my fingers scrap
Last Updated : 2025-04-24Loved By The Lycan King 024: The Ultimatum
JACKSON’S POVShe ran. Again.Every damn time I reached for her, she flinched away like my touch burned. But this—this was worse. The scent of her heat clung to the air, thick and intoxicating, wrapping around my lungs like a noose.She should have been trembling for me, begging for me. Instead, she was running. And then she had the nerve to throw his name in my face.Alex.The name slithered through my skull, venomous. Who the hell was he? Some past lover? A mate? The thought sent a violent pulse of heat through my veins. My claws dug into my palms, the sharp sting doing nothing to dull the fire in my chest.Too many questions. No answers.A snarl ripped from my throat as I kicked a rotted log, splintering it into jagged pieces. The frustration was a living thing inside me, gnawing at my ribs, demanding release. Karen was the only one who could give me the truth—but she was too busy running.Yet, even through the fury, instinct roared louder. She was vulnerable. Exposed.An unmated s
Last Updated : 2025-04-24Loved By The Lycan King 0025: Little Doe Eyes
KAREN’S POVThe days after Jackson’s ultimatum blurred together—a haze of restless nights, clenched fists, and the suffocating weight of unspoken words. I kept to myself, locked away in my room like a wounded animal, licking invisible wounds.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him. Jackson. The way his jaw had tightened when I hesitated, the coldness in his gaze when he walked away.And then there was her. That doe-eyed Sarah.She crawled into every space I wasn’t, her laughter too bright, her touches too lingering. I’d catch glimpses of them—her fingers brushing his arm, her lips curving into a smirk when she noticed me watching. She wasn’t just flirting. She was staking a claim.And the worst part? Jackson let her. Maybe to punish me. Maybe because he was done waiting. Either way, it burned.I told myself I didn’t care. That this aching in my chest wasn’t jealousy, wasn’t hurt—just frustration. But the lie tasted bitter on my tongue.I hadn’t spoken to him in two days. Two days of s
Last Updated : 2025-04-25Loved By The Lycan King 0026: Siblings Intervention
LAILA’S POVThe air shifts when Karen enters the room.It’s subtle—a quiet disturbance, like the hush before a storm. She moves differently now, shoulders hunched, eyes darting but never landing. That fire she used to carry, the one that made her stand tall even when the world tried to break her? Gone. Snuffed out.And Jackson? God, my brother is worse.He’s always been steady—unshakable, like stone. But now? Now, he’s snapping at people for no reason, pacing around like he’s ready to explode. He used to be calm, in control. Now? He’s restless. Unsettled. And I know it’s because of her.I don’t know what’s going on between them, but I know something is. You don’t look at someone the way my brother looks at Karen unless you really care. And whatever’s happening now, it’s hurting him.The night I found Karen outside, stumbling and barely able to stand, I didn’t ask questions. I just got her inside, helped her to bed, gave her some water. She looked… broken. And that scared me more than
Last Updated : 2025-04-25Loved By The Lycan King 0027: Midnight Run
KAREN’S POVIt had been a few days since things had started to spiral out of control. Each day, it was getting harder to push away the overwhelming desire to give in. The pull toward Alex was so strong that I could feel it in my bones—a constant ache deep within me that no tonic, no distraction, seemed to ease.I had tried everything to fight it—keeping my distance from Jackson, burying myself in work, forcing myself to focus on anything that wasn’t the burning need to be with Alex. But it wasn’t enough. The spell, the magic—it was too strong. It was all-consuming.One night, when I couldn’t take it anymore, I slipped out of the pack house. The moonlight bathed the land in an ethereal glow as I walked away, each step pulling me closer to our meeting point. To Alex.I should’ve known better. I should’ve stayed. But I couldn’t help it. The thought of being with him again… it was like a siren’s call, and I was powerless to resist.I grabbed my phone, hands trembling, and dialed the numbe
Last Updated : 2025-04-27Loved By The Lycan King 0028: Immediate Claiming
Karen’s POVBefore I could react, he pulled me into his chest, holding me tightly. For a brief moment, I wanted to resist, to fight him off, but in his arms, I felt safe. I felt the pull toward Alex warring with Jackson’s arms around me. All I could focus on was Jackson’s warmth, his breath against my skin, and the way his presence seemed to surround me, making everything else fade away.He lowered his head, and before I could protest, his lips crashed against mine. It wasn’t soft or gentle; it wasn’t a comforting kiss. It was fierce and desperate, as if he were trying to anchor me to him, to drag me away from whatever spell had been cast over me.I tried to push him away, but my body didn’t listen. My hands clung to his shoulders, pulling him closer, as if I were the one giving in. His tongue swept over my lips, and I opened to him without thinking. The moment our mouths met fully, it was like a floodgate opened. All the pent-up feelings, confusion, and frustration poured out. It was
Last Updated : 2025-04-27Loved By The Lycan King 0029: Spontaneous Marking
KAREN’S POVThe request hit me like a wave, knocking the breath from my lungs. I knew, deep down, this was part of what would seal the bond between us—what would solidify us as mates, not just in the magic that had drawn us together, but in our hearts.I took a step closer to him, feeling the weight of his words and the heaviness of what I was about to do. His gaze was steady, unwavering, and I could sense his need, his own struggle with the pull between us.I reached for the collar of his shirt, fingers trembling slightly as I pulled it aside, exposing the skin of his neck. He closed his eyes, almost as if surrendering to the moment, to the connection we had both been fighting for.With a deep breath, I leaned in, my lips brushing over the spot where I knew his mark would go. My heart pounded in my chest as I felt the bond between us tug forward, the connection deepening in ways I hadn’t expected.I let my wolf surge forward, my mouth reshaping as teeth shifted into sharp fangs. Then
Last Updated : 2025-04-28
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Loved By The Lycan King 0042: Claimed And Clothed
KAREN’S POVThe sound of heavy footsteps faded upstairs as the boys disappeared to shower. I wrapped my hands around my coffee mug, letting the warmth soak into my skin while Luna Hannah worked at the stove. The smell of sizzling bacon mixed with the rich coffee aroma, the fat popping like little firecrackers in the pan.Just as I was relaxing into the cozy kitchen atmosphere, Laila's voice cut through the air—sharp and full of attitude."Ugh, boys."She marched in, her long braid swinging behind her like a whip. Her workout clothes were covered in dirt and grass stains, like she'd just come from war—though knowing Laila, a simple training session might as well be a battlefield.She flopped onto the stool next to me with an exaggerated sigh and grabbed a cookie."You'd think Jackson would learn by now not to steal someone's victory cookie just because he got the last hit in," she grumbled, taking a big bite.I hid my smile behind my coffee cup. "So you let him win?"Her grin turned wi
Loved By The Lycan King 0041:Stolen Cookie
KAREN’S POVI woke up slowly, blinking against the morning light coming through the curtains. The bed was cozy and warm, the sheets wrapped around my legs. Still half-asleep, I reached out, expecting to feel Jackson's solid body beside me, his arm draped over my waist like usual. But my hand only found empty sheets.The spot where he'd been was still warm, though—the mattress keeping the shape of where he'd slept. I took a deep breath and could still smell him—that wild, woodsy scent that was all Jackson.He was gone.Sitting up, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and noticed a folded note on his pillow with my name written in Jackson's messy scrawl. I smiled as I opened it:"Went to pack training. Didn't want to wake you—you looked too cute sleeping. Left clothes from Laila's closet for you. Thought you'd want something comfy. See you soon. —Jackson"My chest got all warm and fuzzy reading it. Of course he'd think of something like this.Next to the note was a neatly folded green hoodie
Loved By The Lycan King 0040:Trust And Tumble
Hannah’s POVMy fingers curled into fists. His pack doesn’t fight fair. “They go for the throat when no one’s looking,” I said, my voice tight.Xavier nodded, that grim expression he wore before battles settling over his features. “Jackson knows. He’s already sworn to protect her.”I stood abruptly. My boy—my fierce, reckless boy—was just like his father at that age. All pride and protectiveness, with more courage than sense. “What if he—”Xavier closed the distance between us, cutting me off with that quiet certainty of his. “He’s not just my son, Hannah.” His calloused hand cupped my cheek, thumb brushing the curve of my jaw. “He’s yours too. That means he’s got your brains and my stubbornness. He’ll keep her safe.”I searched his face—those dark eyes that had seen so much, the scars he wore like medals. The absolute faith in our son shining through. My breath left me in a slow exhale. “…You trust him that much?”“With my life.” His thumb traced my cheekbone. “And Karen? She’s tough
Loved By The Lycan King 0039: Grown Kids
HANNAH’S POVAs soon as I pulled the band out of my hair, it felt like the whole day finally let go of me. My dark curls fell loose over my shoulders, still smelling faintly of strawberry shampoo.I grabbed a cleansing wipe from the dresser, my fingers shaking just a little. The cool cloth felt good against my skin as I wiped my face clean—but it wasn’t just makeup I was scrubbing away. It was the heavy feeling in my chest that I’d been ignoring all day.Behind me, the bed creaked softly. Xavier was lying there, propped up on one elbow, the sheets barely covering his waist. Moonlight spilled over his bare chest, highlighting old scars and the hard muscle he’d earned from years of fighting. But his eyes… they weren’t here. They were somewhere far away, dark and troubled.With him, silence was never just silence. It was a warning.I turned on the stool, the wood groaning under me. “Time really flies, huh?” My voice came out softer than I meant, like I was afraid to break the quiet betwe
Loved By The Lycan King 0038:Damn Good Thing
KAREN’S POVTime moved so slowly it felt like hours. Every tick of the clock was loud in the quiet room. My hands fidgeted with the sheets, my whole body restless, craving the one thing that could calm me down—him.Then—finally—the door creaked open softly. I held my breath.I sat up fast, my heart pounding, as Jackson walked in. The light from the hallway shone behind him as his eyes quickly searched the room before finding me.He let out a deep breath, his shoulders relaxing like he’d been carrying something heavy all day. The door shut behind him, closing us in together."Hey," I whispered, already slipping off the bed, my bare feet touching the cool floor.His voice was rough and tired but so warm—like coming home after being lost for years. "Hey, baby."Two steps. That’s all it took before his arms were around me, holding me so tight I could feel his heartbeat against my chest. I pressed my face into his neck, breathing in his scent, and suddenly, everything inside me felt calm,
Loved By The Lycan King 0037:Get Comfortable
KAREN’S POVThe wooden banister glided beneath my fingertips, smooth and cool, as I followed Laila up the stairs. My heart hadn’t stopped its frantic rhythm since Jackson’s lips had last touched mine—since his hands had traced my skin like I was something precious.Laila moved ahead with a bounce in her step, turning her head back toward me with a mischievous grin. “Come on, don’t walk like you’re being led to a dungeon. Jackson’s room isn’t that messy.”I smiled softly, trying to hide how nervous I actually was. “I’m not worried about the mess.”She raised a brow. “Oh? Then what are you worried about? The bed creaking too loud?”My face flushed instantly. “Laila!”She just laughed and pushed open a door at the end of the hallway. “Here it is. Welcome to the Alpha’s den—surprisingly neat, thanks to Mom always nagging him about cleaning up.”The room smelled like him. The moment I stepped inside, it wrapped around me like a warm blanket. The space was simple: dark walls, heavy wooden f
Loved By The Lycan King 0036: Protecting What's Mine
JACKSON’S POVKaren slipped back inside, her fingers lingering against mine like the last warmth of a fading fire. For a heartbeat, she held my gaze—those deep blue eyes filled with unspoken words, fear and trust tangled together. Then, with a slow exhale, she let go.The door clicked shut behind her, but I stayed rooted in place, breathing in the night air—still thick with the ghost of her scent. Vanilla and honey, something soft and warm, like sunlight on skin.All mine. The words burned through me, fierce and possessive. But the peace didn’t last long. A floorboard groaned behind me.I didn’t need to turn to know who it was."Jackson." My father’s voice was calm, but beneath it ran the steel of command—the same tone he used when assessing a warrior before battle.I turned.He stood on the porch, arms crossed, the light from the ceiling carving sharp lines across his face. His eyes locked onto me, unblinking. Searching. Always searching."What did the intruder want?" It was a simple
Loved By The Lycan King 0035: Duty Calls
JACKSON’S POVThe rest of the day slipped by rather slowly—like sunlight filtering through an autumn sky. Karen stayed by my side, her fingers occasionally brushing against mine, as if she needed the constant reassurance that this moment between us was real and not some dream she might be forced to wake up from.Every time someone called her sister or daughter, her eyes flickered with something fragile—wonder, disbelief, a quiet ache for all the years she’d been denied this. It made my chest tighten.Dinner was the usual chaos—plates clattering, voices overlapping, laughter ringing off the walls. Laila had returned from training without Sarah. I’m guessing she went home. Whatever happened earlier with her was still a mystery to me, but I sure as hell had every intention of finding out what went down with Laila. Much later, though. For the moment, I had to focus on dinner.Laila, ever the mischievous one, kept sneaking pieces of steak from Liam’s plate, her smirk sharp as a blade. He p
Loved By The Lycan King 0034:Tears And Takedowns
LAILA’S POV“Sarah, wait!” My voice cracked, raw with desperation, but she didn’t stop. She just kept running—faster, harder—as if she could outrun the pain if she moved quickly enough.I finally caught her behind the training shed, where the scent of sweat and the sound of groans clung to the air. Her back was turned to me, shoulders hunched, fingers digging into her own arms like she was trying to hold herself together. The soft, broken sounds of her sobs tore at something deep inside me.“Hey…” I whispered, stepping closer, my voice as gentle as a summer breeze. I reached out, fingertips barely grazing her arm.She turned, and my chest ached at the sight of her. Tears streaked down her cheeks. Her eyes—usually so bright and full of mischief—were red-rimmed and swollen. Her bottom lip trembled, and she bit down on it, as if that could stop the tears.“I know,” I murmured, pulling her into me before she could crumble completely. Her arms wound around my waist, clutching me like I was
