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“Now. Listen,” King Dane said. “You can come with me and be my sex slave where you’d get to satisfy your lewd urges or you can leave my car and go back to that pitiful life you have.” “The choice is yours.” At the age of ten, Princess Lusia Slater had watched her parents die before her. As a punishment for being blamed for their murder, her wolf is sealed away making her powerless and a slave to her uncontrollable heat. Not being able to be banished because of her royal status, she is turned into a slave by her elder brother, Finn Slater who assumes the role of the Alpha of the Silvermoon pack. Her life takes a turn when she meets Dane Haynes, the Lycan king of the Ironclaw pack who is also an enemy of the Silvermoon pack. He offers her freedom and a way to redemption in exchange for being his sex slave. Lusia is seduced by the deal and accepts it immediately, not knowing what lies ahead for her outside the walls of her pack. She soon later realizes that King Dane has hidden dark secrets, especially about her pack. Will Lusia find out about the secrets? And will she be able to break the curse that had been placed on her as a child?
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The Lycan King’s Playtoy Epilogue
LusiaJust like an altar of sacrifice, the Silvermoon battleground had fallen into desolation. The blood-spattered earth was left scarred and silent as the crimson light of dawn faded into an all—too—pale and mournful gray. Bodies lay scattered: Lycans and werewolves, their eyes staring blankly, blood pooling in mud: testimony to the brutal toll war has taken. The air was heady; the metallic tang of death, the acrid burn of spent silver, and the lingering musk of fear, all combined as one intense reality. My white wolf had receded, leaving me human, tremulous, bloodied skin fraying from a once proud torn tunic, dark curls matted against a face streaked with tears. He wrapped his arms around me as if I were somehow anchored by his warmth; his icy blue eyes were guilty and relieved, Kiara's body between us, Finn's brown wolf a still shadow in the distance. My heart was a shattered mosaic; grief for my brother, but rage directed at Kiara and the truth about my parents' death, an unreso
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LusiaThe Silvermoon battlefield was a crucible of despair, its churned earth a bloody quagmire, laden with shattered blades and broken bodies, while the dawn’s crimson light cast a gory veil over the slaughter. My white wolf form trembled, my fur matted with blood and mud, my muscles screaming from the pain of war, my hazel eyes burning with tears. The metallic luster of blood mingling with the hissing sound of liquid silver, the wild musk of clashing Lycans and werewolves, thickened the air. The memories of my brother Finn lying lifeless, his brown wolf form sprawled out, Dane's claws dripping with his blood, rent my heart into shreds—a wound deeper than any blade. The sound of Dane's scream of rage and guilt still echoed, a raw reflection of my grief, but I stood frozen, panting in my white wolf form, my blurred vision revealing a memory of the brother who had called me whore but was nevertheless my blood. A jagged, cruel laugh cut through the chaos, and Kiara emerged from the f
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DaneThe battle at the Silvermoon lasted at the end of the frontier where this battlefield was a charnel house, a bloody churned earth strewn with broken bodies and shattered blades at dawn's crimson light bathing this hellish carnage. Finn lunged with his brown wolf, massive and snarling; a blur of fur and fangs as I braced myself against his weight slamming me to the ground, causing my ribs to explode in pain at claws raking my side, tearing through my tunic, hot blood welling. The damp earth was cold against my back, stealing my breath at the impact, green eyes blazing above me with a growl like thunder shaking my bones. Luisa's cry echoed somewhere in that fray, a knife in my heart, but I could not see her. My world narrowed down to Finn's jaws snapping mere inches from my throat.Rage surged inside me, molten tide drowning the pain, my wolf roaring within, claws scraping at my restraint. I snarled, my body rippling, bones cracking as I shapeshifted, fur black and thick, my Lyca
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DaneI can hear the peaceful sounds of dawn over the Silvermoon Pack territory. It was torn like an injury, crying out into a blue sky bleeding crimson and gold. Jagged shadows stretched over broken, savage borderlands. Our small group of elite-only ten warriors, all Ironclaw Lycans hardened and silent, trekked through those frost-kissed woods; breaths steaming in the chill air, the scent of pine and damp earth sharp in my nostrils. Luisa was next to me, her gray cloak hugging her tiny body, dark curls spilling outside its hood; hazel eyes held a haunted determination. My wolf growled within me, a restless beast torn between pride in her courage, and dread at facing Finn, her brother, and Kiara, the architect of our chaos. The weight of my guilt, her parents' blood, and my failed attempt at killing Finn tore at me like a stone in my gut, but I managed to keep my eyes forward. My black tunic and armor became a second skin; my sword was heavy at my hip.We entered the clearing where li
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