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Thirty-seven: His request
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Roy. I had finally told her what I wanted to apart from the most important part and I couldn't find the right moment to tell her she might get pregnant. I don’t know what happened but I ended up knotting her twice. Which was strange, my pull-out game is always on point. When she asked if there was another way for me to get the throne without bloodshed, I wanted to tell her about the seer's words. About how the birth of an heir with her will lead to the rise of a new King. Although, what I do not know is if this prophecy only applies to me. I’ve been thinking. The rogues that came for her when I just took her with me… the intruder... They all wanted the princess. Could there be someone who knows about the prophecy and is trying to get the Princess so that they could get her pregnant and become king? Blood boils within me at the thought. I can’t let anyone else have her… I don't want to lose her. Prince Ezran came to tell me that somehow, his father’s new wife has been killed and
Ruthless Lycan King Thirty-nine: My heart
Roy. I run after her but she’s a blur in front of me, running faster than normal. My brows meet in confusion as I wonder how she knew. Only Simone knew… shit. I knew she would make trouble for me. I’m sure she wasn’t kind with the way she delivered the information. Explains why Tatiana is so pissed off at me and it's my fault for not being completely honest. ‘What the fuck did you say to her?’ I snarl through the mindlink, asking Simone, my heart pounding. ‘A-alpha… I didn’t say anything. I just told her about the heir thing. I thought she knew…’ Anger bubbles up within me knowing she did it on purpose. ‘I’ll deal with you later.’ I cut off the link and use my nose to follow Tatiana’s scent. We were doing well. Why didn’t I fucking tell her about the damned prophecy earlier? It’s not like I still wanted to go through with my initial plans. I don’t mind having pups with her but not to use her to get the throne… I want to start a family with her, to grow old with her… raise our
Ruthless Lycan King Forty: A threat
Tatiana. A few hours prior… I look up at Lyson in horror. “It’s not me. I didn’t kill these Lycans.” I say firmly, my heart pounding even though I’m not guilty. Lyson smiles faintly. His long hair is pulled into a bun and his pale blue eyes flicker with a strange emotion that makes me frown. “I believe you.” He sticks out his hand to me and helps me up. I feel relieved as I stand to my feet, not knowing what to do with my blood-stained hands. I gasp when a piece of my tunic is ripped off and I frown at Lyson but he hands it over to me. “Here. Wipe with this.” He offers helpfully and I smile, taking the cloth and wiping my hands. “What do you think happened? Have you told Roy?” He raises his eyebrow at me. “You’re on first-name basis now?” I blush, looking down at my fingers as I struggle to remove the sticky liquid. “It just turned out that way.” He shrugs and shakes his head. “The Alpha won’t believe you. Not with the warning from your father. He will think you have
Ruthless Lycan King Forty-one: Ashes
Roy. I find myself in town staring at Lillith's store. I feel like my very reason to breathe has been taken away from me. If I knew I would end up like this, I would have avoided Tatiana the moment I felt my feelings for her getting stronger. I would have held back as much as possible until they went away… knowing she was bound to belong to another. But I know I'm just saying… it's not like I didn't try. I tried hard to ignore the pull, the urge to claim her was just so strong that I found myself unable to stay away. I couldn't lie to myself anymore. I wanted her to be my Queen. Mine. Someone I could spend the rest of my life with. My soulmate… I had high hopes that we could be together forever. Sadly, it seems I'm not allowed to have a soulmate because of what I am. A freak of nature… a curse. Maybe I don't even have a soul. Tatiana will probably meet her mate at the stupid ball filled with lustful Alphas. The bastard will claim her… kiss her sweet, soft lips, sink his te
Ruthless Lycan King Forty-two: A plan
Tatiana. "My Princess, you've received flowers again." A cold shiver runs down my spine when Joane enters my room and says this. I look at her through the mirror from where I'm seated at the vanity table, my heart sinking when I see the purple posies I've been receiving since I came back here. "Joane, I told you to throw or burn these things when they get delivered," I say, lightly scolding her and she pouts, looking down at the flowers. "They are so pretty. I couldn't bear to throw them." I sigh, shaking my head. For some reason, the sight of these flowers makes goosebumps appear on my skin. It reminds me of that chilling note I found on my bedside table three days ago. Until now, I don't know who sent it and no one saw anyone enter the castle. I don't feel safe here and I miss Roy. My heart squeezes painfully at the thought of him. I've been waiting for him to magically show up in front of me but he's nowhere to be seen. I'm kind of disappointed. Am I not that importa
Ruthless Lycan King Forty-three: Friends
Roy. I was enraged. My pack consisted of about two hundred Lycans, some of which had found love right here in isolation and started a family. Now they were all left out in the cold because of the fire caused by an unknown enemy. Thankfully, there were no casualties apart from a few injuries here and there. I now understood why Lillith gave me so many crystal balls. I had to travel back and forth several times to get new supplies to create a temporary shelter. Just a few big tents to accommodate everyone until they are able to move into separate tents. I’ve decided to just create a permanent settlement here. We shall build a very large packhouse to accommodate everyone, a market, and a training center. If Tatiana meets her mate, they will rule together. That means I can’t have my revenge because it will mean hurting her and I can't have that. I can't do anything to hurt her. How can one cause harm to their own soul? It's not possible. That's what she is to me... she's my soul.
Ruthless Lycan King Forty-four: It's over
Tatiana. I woke up feeling extremely sick. The moment I opened my eyes, my stomach twisted and churned violently. I found myself practically flying to the bathroom and crouching over the toilet but nothing came out apart from the bitter liquid that served as a reminder that I didn’t have dinner last night. When I came back to my room after my walk, I dropped onto the bed and slept through the night until the morning. This is the first time I’m feeling this way and it’s really strange. A knock on the door catches my attention and I catch Joane’s scent. I’m seated on the bed, clutching my stomach and panting slightly as I’ve just come back from another futile attempt at vomiting. If this continues, I’ll end up puking my guts out. Could this be a result of my lovesickness? The way I miss Roy, I feel like I’m not myself. It’s like my heart, my soul and my body remained with him while what is here is only an empty shell. Goddess, I miss him so much, my heart hurts. The knock e
Ruthless Lycan King Forty-five: The ball
Tatiana. My eyes almost pop out of their sockets when her words sink in. I gape at the healer, my heart pounding vigorously in my chest. “W-what did you say?” I ask, my hand going to my stomach instinctively. The healer smiles warmly at me. “You’re pregnant, your highness. Congratulations.” Her words reel in my head but I still find it hard to believe. “H-how?” My voice cracks. “This is what happens when two adults, a man, and a woman come together and play. They make pups if they don’t take precautions.” She explains patiently. I don’t even realise that I’m already rubbing my stomach tenderly. My eyes sting with tears. “We just did it twice on the same day and it hasn’t been that long since…” “If the father of your unborn pup is that Lycan then I know why you got pregnant so quickly. He’s a Lycan and things work differently for them. He didn’t even need to mark you to knot you.” She cuts me off and I sigh, tears of joy streaming down my face. I’m pregnant. I am going
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