The Lycan King’s Claim

Harper got to her grandmother's cabin and sat on the little stool her grandma usually sit down on when taking care of her flowers. She usually go there when she misses her grandma so much. She just wanted to smell the blooming roses under the moon for a little while. The breeze felt like cold autumn air on her skin and embellish the night with her presence. Harper took in a deep breath when the cold air hit her skin and gasped at the frigid air, her breath made a steam cloud in front of her. Why was her life different from every other ladies like her?Why was she wolfless and mateless, yes she is really mateless because Brayden rejected her in the most cruel way ever, and even wants her as his sex slave. Ever since Harper was born, she never felt what it means to be happy and the only source of joy, the reason she was still living was her grandma, and now that she's gone life felt empty to Harper. Harper was a beautiful girl, a definition of beauty yet no man wants her just w

The attack felt like a bad nightmare that Harper wasn’t sure if that really happened or not. The black and the white wolves clawing at one another’s throats, blood everywhere, the smell of sweat and blood in the air. Everything at once. Harper woke up with excruciating pain all over her body. She has little memories of what happened the day before, but her dream last night reminder her of a mysterious white wolf who came to her aid. Right before death can have its ruthless grasp on her throat. “She’s awake. Someone tell the king.” – she heard someone said Even when her eyes hurt, she forced them to open. She was lying down on a soft and feathery bed, which she sure is not the one she’s used to lay down at her grandmother’s cabin. Back there, she was lying down on a wooden bed with a sole pillow. That wasn’t what she feels right now. She opened her eyes and what welcomed her was a sight of at least ten men around the room, each was doing different things. Two were sharpening their

Just as Wolford Damon turned his back, the shadow behind the trees reemerged, looking back at him with a grin. He knows where Harper was taken now, he could tell Brayden as soon as he gets back. A man from the camp saw him as he neared, but he managed to kill him, only gaining a small cut on the shoulder. With the realization that he now has the information he needed,he ran away victoriously. He knew Brayden would grant whatever he asks as a reward.The shadow figure didn’t notice but there was someone else who saw him lurking around the camp. Her name’s Shahila Ruben, a she-wolf who was expected by everyone as the new wolf queen. She has been in love with the Lycan king all her life, and he has no clue. What she knew is that someday, he’ll come to realize she’s the perfect match for him.As soon as he announced Harper as his mate, she knew she gained herself a new enemy.And she isn’t the type that would give up on things she wants. Especially if it’s Wolfard Damon. A grin emerged

Brayden taught of it well. He figured this could be something. This could actually amount to something significant on his plans.“How can I know you’re not toying with me?” – Brayden asked. A part of him knows that to form an alliance with the enemy can come with multiple consequences. Bad consequences, if he can’t be careful.“My word?”Brayden shook his head. “That’s not good enough. Give me something more.”Shahila’s chin clenched. She sure has something else on her mind. She’s only unsure if she’s ready to lay it down on the table. “What do you want?”Brayden stood up and stepped closer. Shahila didn’t move a muscle. She stayed on her place and waited until the alpha wolf stopped in front of her, only inches away from her angelic yet bold face.“Give me something worth taking.”Shahila gulped. She should’ve known to come here with only her words as security would amount to nothing. This is Brayden Lucas she’s talking to. His reputation says it all. Shahila thought for a moment.

When someone tells you you’re doomed, you’d find it hard to sleep at night, even for a short nap. It’s like to do so would give you a free trip to the nightmare it gave. Everything seemed to be a hell loop, all leading to one definite end.The death the witch was talking about. The one end that she’s bound to head to.Harper realized it would take her long to recover from what she heard from the witch. It was an abstract, yet she knew few things which she believes is true and absolute about the witch’s reading. The two men refers to the two wolves claiming her to be their mate. Brayden and Draco. Black and white men chasing her. The red wolf was she, perhaps on her most powerful state. That part was still unknown to her. or at least for now. The pond was her life, going deeper and deeper, until some happenings would drown her. Then she needed someone to pull her up to the surface. Only one from the two. The burning cabin was her past. What she didn’t know was why she was running