1. Alaric

ALARIC GRAYMORE

I lifted her ass and plunged my thick cock into her cunt as deep and hard as I can. Thrusting in and out of her core, I tightened my grip on her wrists, pinning them above her head while the other held her leg on my shoulder firmly. I picked up my pace, slamming my balls against her pussy while she rocked her hips to match my rhythm. She seemed desperate, and so was I.

"Alaric!" Lilly moaned, her face contorting to show her extreme pleasure, but I am nowhere near finished.

I lifted her ass higher and practically buried my cock inside her, making her gasp and her body jolt in surprise as I did.

Groaning, I still felt unsatisfied and flipped her on her stomach. My hand pushing her face down the pillow as I thrusted hard and fast. Her moans were muffled by the pillow and her hands fisted the bedding desperately.

Two years.

Lilly and I are fated mates who met each other two years ago. She immediately fell into my bed, and we've been fucking ever since.

We've been trying to conceive a child, an heir to secure my throne.

But until now, she has yet to fulfill this duty.

After releasing my seed inside her, she collapsed on the bed and I pulled out before heading to the bathroom to shower.

Looking back, Lilly closed her eyes and gave in to the calls of sleep. The heavy rise and fall of her body indicated I had been rough on her more than I should since she came back from her trip.

I sighed, turned around walking over to the edge of our bed. Pulling the covers over her, I swept wet strands of hair from her face lightly, feeling my lips curve into a small smile.

She's too tired.

Yet suddenly, I felt the beast within me wanting more.

The bright light illuminating from the full midnight moon peered through the glass of my window, grabbing my attention from Lilly.

The more I stare up at it, the more my lycan fought for control.

"More," he growled, almost menacingly. But I growled back. It's taking everything I have to keep him under my control.

For a split second, I felt my grip on the reins loosen, allowing my lycan to take full advantage of the opportunity to shift the upper half of my body into his form.

He grabbed Lilly's thighs from behind, making her gasp in shock as he spread them wide apart. But before he could mount her and rip her apart, I gained back control on the reins and shoved him deep deep down, where he couldn't hurt Lilly.

I opened my eyes, only to feel a pang of guilt when I see blood leaking from the back of her thighs. She whimpered.

My jaw clenched. My teeth grinding as I blinked at the horrendous sight before me. He's done it again.

My sharp nails had elongated and sliced into her skin. Slowly, I pulled my hand off her and stepped backwards until my back hit the far wall.

My hands...

They're shaking...

"A-Alaric?" Lilly called out, but I've become one with the shadows lurking in this part of the room.

"Get out," I said in gritted teeth.

She winced and struggled to sit up, watching me in sheer horror as she pulled the covers over her naked breasts.

"I-I'm okay, see? It's just a little scratch,"

Little? I repeated as I replayed how I nearly ripped her skin apart in my head.

She slowly revealed her thighs that are still healing from the damage done by my claws.

As soon as I caught another glimpse of it, fear and anger fully rose within me and I snarled.

"Get the fuck out of my room, now!" I commanded, exuding my aura to force her to obey.

She shot up and ran out of the room crying, having no choice but follow my command.

It's for her own good.

I can't have here hanging around in my room after I just found out my control over my lycan has dwindled.

That never happened before, and I have no idea why.

My name is Alaric Romanov Dmitri Graymore. I'm a Lycan, and I need a son to finally claim my throne. This is what my father wanted before he could pass down the title to me, as the Lycan King.

I'd searched high and low for my mate, and when I found her, somehow I had this weird, nagging feeling telling me that this isn't right. I ignored it, and took her against her parents' will.

And now three years passed.

But why do I still feel like something is missing?

Shaking my head, I look down to see my hands trembling.

He never fought for control before, and he said something. He said he wanted more...

But what does that mean?

The next morning.

"I'm sorry, my prince," the wrinkled doctor said, his voice shaking uncontrollably as he bowed his head refusing to meet my gaze.

"What?" I asked, knowing he could tell my patience was already wearing thin.

He looked at me then at Lilly sitting beside me. The doctor took in a deep breath before forcing himself to look me in the eye.

"She's incompetent,"

I froze.

My lips pursed and my jaw tightened.

"Doc, please, there's got to be some mistake," Lilly said in disbelief.

Without another word, I stood up from my seat, shoved my hands into my pockets as I walked towards the door.

"Alaric, wait!" she yelled, but I had no plans on stopping when she held her hands out, blocking me from my exit.

Tears were brimming in her eyes, yet I looked at her in nothing but indifference.

"Please, we can figure this out," she soothed, snaking her hands around my neck. I grab them roughly before shoving her hard she fell to the floor. In this position, she was looking up at me. In her eyes, I see nothing but pain. Even now, my heart is breaking, but I can't bring myself to comfort her.

Instead, I pursed my lips, stepped past her until I was standing in front of the double doors.

"I'll have Fergus pack your things," I said coldly.

"And I want you to leave first thing in the morning,"

Just when I was about to open the door, a pair of arms circled around my hips, pulling me back against her warm body once again.

"But Alaric... I love you," she whispered tenderly and my heart seemed to skip a beat.

Sighing, I yanked the door open before coming to a complete halt.

"I never want to see you again," I said, a finality to my voice.

This made her freeze, before eventually letting me go as I exited the room.

Goodbye, Lilly.