LOGINChapter 20LUCIEN’S POVIf looks could kill, it would be the one I was directing at Saint right now. Ever since I became the Lycan King, I have been doing a tedious work of always attending to every petition, requests, and help from other packs. And it made me realize the difference between the kind of Luna I wanted and the Luna that was more suitable. The kind of Luna I wanted was my mate. The one who will be my safe haven. The one who will be escape from reality. The one who will shower me with me the love and compassion my mother was unable to. And the Luna that was more suitable… that would be Heather. She was made to be that quiet Luna, lowly scheming and all she wanted was to produce the Lycan King’s heir. Be the mother of the heir to the Lycan race and that was no small task. I didn't think Elena could be that which put me at a crossroads on what to do. I had asked Marco to go check on her and to see how she was getting used to staying in the pack but imagine my shock when
Chapter 20LUCIEN’S POVIf looks could kill, it would be the one I was directing at Saint right now. Ever since I became the Lycan King, I have been doing a tedious work of always attending to every petition, requests, and help from other packs. And it made me realize the difference between the kind of Luna I wanted and the Luna that was more suitable. The kind of Luna I wanted was my mate. The one who will be my safe haven. The one who will be escape from reality. The one who will shower me with me the love and compassion my mother was unable to. And the Luna that was more suitable… that would be Heather. She was made to be that quiet Luna, lowly scheming and all she wanted was to produce the Lycan King’s heir. Be the mother of the heir to the Lycan race and that was no small task. I didn't think Elena could be that which put me at a crossroads on what to do. I had asked Marco to go check on her and to see how she was getting used to staying in the pack but imagine my shock when
Chapter 20LUCIEN’S POVIf looks could kill, it would be the one I was directing at Saint right now. Ever since I became the Lycan King, I have been doing a tedious work of always attending to every petition, requests, and help from other packs. And it made me realize the difference between the kind of Luna I wanted and the Luna that was more suitable. The kind of Luna I wanted was my mate. The one who will be my safe haven. The one who will be escape from reality. The one who will shower me with me the love and compassion my mother was unable to. And the Luna that was more suitable… that would be Heather. She was made to be that quiet Luna, lowly scheming and all she wanted was to produce the Lycan King’s heir. Be the mother of the heir to the Lycan race and that was no small task. I didn't think Elena could be that which put me at a crossroads on what to do. I had asked Marco to go check on her and to see how she was getting used to staying in the pack but imagine my shock when
Chapter TwoV E R ABy the time we pulled into the estate, my hands were still gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly. My pulse hadn’t quite settled—not after what I’d just seen.Was I thinking about the rogue attack or Dorian’s naked ass? I want to believe it was the former but obviously, it was the latter. My face heated up in embarrassment at the fact that I couldn't stop thinking about my stepbrother’s tight ass. On the other side, thinking back now, Dorian had torn through those rogues like they were nothing. No hesitation. No fear. Just raw, lethal efficiency. It was very obvious that he learned a thing at the Shifters Academy. And now, I knew something I wasn't supposed to know. How complicated could my life get?I stole a glance at him as I parked in front of the pack house. His expression was unreadable, as if the blood on his skin and the bodies left in the woods didn’t faze him in the slightest. Like it was routine. Like it was expected. He had rumpaged throug
Chapter TwoV E R ABy the time we pulled into the estate, my hands were still gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly. My pulse hadn’t quite settled—not after what I’d just seen.Was I thinking about the rogue attack or Dorian’s naked ass? I want to believe it was the former but obviously, it was the latter. My face heated up in embarrassment at the fact that I couldn't stop thinking about my stepbrother’s tight ass. On the other side, thinking back now, Dorian had torn through those rogues like they were nothing. No hesitation. No fear. Just raw, lethal efficiency. It was very obvious that he learned a thing at the Shifters Academy. And now, I knew something I wasn't supposed to know. How complicated could my life get?I stole a glance at him as I parked in front of the pack house. His expression was unreadable, as if the blood on his skin and the bodies left in the woods didn’t faze him in the slightest. Like it was routine. Like it was expected. He had rumpaged throug
HAYLEY“Yeah, fuck me like the whore that I am.” I grimaced at the vivid rememberance of watching my boyfriend thrust into Hannah, the bitch he told me he could never fuck. She had been plastered against the wall, her perky boobs hanging out of her pink crop top, his hand gripping one of them while his hard dick pounded into her from behind. Her fake moans rang through the hall, his deep grunts chorusing hers. They couldn't even wait to get home. They had to do it in the hallway. Raw hatred boiled within me as I made my way back to my best friend’s place. It was our second year anniversary and I had initially wanted to surprise him today since they had also won the game. I prepared some gifts for him as well because his birthday was tomorrow. Triple celebration. It was a solid plan. Looking back now, I realized just how stupid I have been, thinking of giving a worthless dick my virginity. He sure didn't deserve me. I remembered how he had always been angry at me for refusing him
Chapter ElevenLucien's POVThe moment Elena was safe—at least physically—I had her taken to the guest suite in the west wing. It was far from the palace’s center, where curious eyes couldn’t linger and idle tongues couldn’t wag. I didn't need that attention around her right now. Especially not fro
Chapter 12Elena's POVThe first thing I noticed was the stillness.No screaming. No fire. No chains.Just… silence.I blinked slowly, my eyes adjusting to the soft, filtered light pouring in from a tall window draped with sheer curtains. The ceiling above me was cream-colored and smooth, not the d
Chapter 10 Lucien's POV The entire conversation in the courtroom had turned into a dull, distant hum. I saw mouths moving. Hands gesturing. Scrolls being laid out. But I heard none of it. My mind was somewhere else—no, someone else. Elena. I didn’t know where she was. I didn’t know if she was
Chapter 9 Elena’s POV When my mother died, I couldn't stop crying. I would cry from the moment I awoke till the time I would sleep when I realized how lonely I was. My eyes would be reddened and puffy. Samantha’s mother would always try to console me when some pack members came to check on me out







