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Author: Emarc
last update publish date: 2026-07-08 19:20:13

I slept badly again last night. All I can think about is Caspian. What is he doing to me? I miss him so much, I've lost my appetite. That never ever happened before. I'm a fervent lover of food!

I miss him so much it hurts to breathe at times. This is even worse than when he left for Germany. It's actually even worse because I can see him at school, but I'm not with him. It's pure torture.

I blame him for the reason I woke up late this morning. I refused a lift from Vesper because I'm still
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  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Bed. I love You

    The drive home is suffocatingly quiet, but the air inside the vehicle is electric. The standoff at the pack house poked every aggressive, battle-hungry instinct in our blood, and now we’re all vibrating with unspent energy. My heart is beating a frantic rhythm against my ribs pure, unfiltered adrenaline craving an outlet. "I'm going for a run," Selene announces the second the car stops in our driveway, her fingers laced tightly with Silas's. "Great. I'm going to the training grounds to smash some equipment," Julian grunts, his eyes glowing amber. "What about you two?" "Painting session," Caspian says smoothly. Before I can ask what that means, he scoops me up, throws me over his broad shoulder like a sack of flour, and marches up the steps. Fluffy pink earmuffs and squeaky toys!* The moment we cross the threshold of our room, Caspian kicks the heavy door shut behind us. He sets my feet on the floor, his smoldering gray eyes dark with uninhibited hunger. In a fraction of a

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   The Art of Love and War

    We follow him up the steps. Caspian's fingers remain locked firmly through mine. Julian falls into step on my left, while Selene and Silas cover our rear like a royal honor guard. As we walk, I make a mental map of the warrior positions. I catch the subtle twitch of window curtains on the second and third floors, rolling my eyes at the amateur surveillance. If they try anything stupid, we will dismantle them. But we aren't senseless monsters; the non-combatants and kids hiding upstairs won't be touched. The warriors outside, though? They’re playing a dangerous game. Beta Stevens leads us through the vaulted foyer and into a heavy oak door on the right. More guards line the interior walls. Naturally. It’s a massive board room featuring a long mahogany conference table, wrapped with high-backed leather chairs. The tall windows overlooking the grounds are covered with thick, sound dampening velvet drapes to keep werewolf ears from eavesdropping from the lawn. Six older men sit

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Beta Stevens

    The guard post sits about fifty meters away from the main pack house. The driveway is wide, lined with towering pine trees on both sides until a clearing opens up, giving us a clear view of the massive, imposing structure. The main pack house is a five-story Federal Colonial style gray-brick building with white trim and grand columns lining the curved steps of the front entrance. The surrounding gardens are usually pristine and quiet. Today, however, the place looks like an active war zone. There are no kids running around on the lawn. No women chatting near the gardens. The entire perimeter is crawling with pack warriors in full tactical gear, lookouts posted on every corner. If they're trying to intimidate us with a show of force, it’s failing miserably. In fact, it’s doing the exact opposite, it's poking the apex predator inside our Lycans, stoking their natural hunger for a fight. Our car grinds to a halt as we’re surrounded by Silver Moon Pack fighters. Most are male, b

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   The Pack Council

    I don't know what that would mean if anything were to happen to any one of us, but I know it wouldn't be pretty, especially with Julian and Caspian being the royal princes. The first and second in line to the throne. I don't think the king would be keen to slaughter his own son and nephew, but on the other hand, innocent lives would still have to be saved. "So what's going to happen at the meeting with the Pack Council?" I ask them. I have absolutely no idea what is going to happen today. I have never even been to a council meeting except for that one time when my Grandfather and the Alpha of Red Convel Pack came to claim me. "To tell you the truth, we have no idea what's going to happen either. It would all depend on what they're planning to do, but I don't imagine they want the Palace's involvement in this matter," answers Caspian. "It could happen if they insisted on punishment for you," supplies Silas. "Palace involvement or a fight with a few lycans," mutters Julian with a gr

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   One With The Pack

    Silas and Selene are already at the breakfast table, quietly sipping their coffee. Selene stands up and wraps her arms around me as soon as I walk into the kitchen. I return her warm hug and take my seat. Silas squeezes my hand and flashes me his rare smile. I'm glad that my pack has my back. "Thanks, Duncan," I smile up at Duncan as he places a plate of warm waffles and a mug of coffee in front of me. A little sip and I'm in heaven…Ahhh…just the way I like it, strong, with a dash of French vanilla cream and sugar. I look around the table, feeling baffled. Everybody doesn't seem to be in a hurry to finish their meal to get to school. An arm slips around my waist. "Sweetheart, we're not going to school today," says Caspian as he kisses the back of my neck. An explosion of heat and a wave of pleasure spread all over my body. He nibbles and licks the skin there and I almost moan aloud. Flying cows and cuddly slippers..or something. Ummm…This is bad. This is bad. He settles on a seat n

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Crazy Cow and Fuzzy Slippers

    I open my eyes to a dimly lit room. A tiny sliver of sunlight seeps in through a gap between two heavy curtains. It's still very early and I'm already awake, so I'm feeling very proud of myself. I lift Caspian's arm that's resting possessively over my hips carefully and slink out quietly. After a shower, I put on a pair of ripped black skinny jeans and a green tank top and stand at the foot of the bed brushing my hair while watching him sleep. I'm such a creeper, I know. But hey, when you have a mate with a body of a Greek god who is now lying naked on his stomach in bed with the sheet barely covering his tight sexy behind who could blame me? His head is lying sideways on the pillow, so I can see his sharp angular profile with high cheekbone, a strong nose, and chin, and sensual lips. His hair is tousled and his thick dark eyelashes lay across his cheek. He moves and his breathing changes as he's waking up, and the bedsheet slips even lower. Instantly his hand is searching for me ov

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Things I never asked to Feel

    I was trying. That was the embarrassing part. I was actually trying to feel normal again. The movie playing in the background wasn’t even interesting anymore, but Aurelia kept reacting dramatically to every scene like she deserved an award for emotional support. “That man is definitely the killer,”

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Retail Therapy

    The days following the rejection passed in a blur of silence. It wasn’t that I couldn’t speak; it was simply that nothing felt worth the effort of moving my lips. Home had become quiet in a way that didn’t feel peaceful, just heavy and still. I stayed in my room most of the time, staring at walls t

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   The worst birthday ever

    I didn’t know why I felt lighter that morning. Maybe it was because I was almost eighteen, or maybe it was because school would finally end soon. Or, more likely, I was just tired of feeling uncertain all the time. Aurelia was already waiting near the lockers when I got to school, though Vesper an

  • Rejected by My Mate, Captured by a Dominating Lycan King   Eight Hours before Change

    Morning came slowly. I was still drifting somewhere between sleep and being awake when my mother’s voice cut through the room. “Livana. Wake up.” I pulled the blanket higher over my face, prompting her to snap, “Livana. Don’t start today.” A second later, the blanket disappeared completely, and col

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