LOGINAs soon as the door swung open, Esme didn’t even stop to think.She sprinted towards it like a mad thing, her hair flying behind like living sentients.This was it. She was almost there. Just a few more steps.Five.Four.Three more.Two.On—“No!”A leanly muscled arm stretched like whipcord and encircled her waist, dragging her back against a hard chest and knocking the breath out of her.“Gotcha,” he bent and whispered in her ear, causing little tingles to shiver down past her arm.“Where do you think you could run to escape me, little rabbit?”His tone was mocking as he said this and she realized that he was right. Even if she had managed to escape this room, he would still have found her out eventually.One way or another, she was his prisoner and the thought caused a bitter taste to rise in her tongue.“You’re a despicable man and I hope you know that I hate you. I hate you to the moon and beyond!”The words sprang out of her mouth bitterly as she spat in his face and his hands
Kyrios’ eyes didn’t leave Esme while she fled the room in a haste.His lips twitched at how quickly she wanted to get away from him but he didn’t stop her.Let her run. She would soon learn that there was no place far enough that he would not run after and catch her.The bonfire continued without any interruptions.While Kyrios was not obliged to stay to the end, he wanted to remain to ensure that there were no further complications.During events like this, where there was drinking and free strong wine, the average lycan male’s emotions could run high and this could lead to minor scuffles amongst themselves.His presence could act as a warning sign to those that wanted to cause trouble. He watched them from his high perch but underneath, his skin hummed and the bond sizzled.The festivities droned on but all he could think about was that at this moment Esme stood in his suite, feeling like a trapped little rabbit and all he could feel about that was excitement, running through his v
“Kneel, Esme.”The king's voice cut through the tense atmosphere like a whip, crackling with raw, dominant power.The impact was immediate. Esme’s knees buckled under the pressure. She gasped. Never in her life had she encountered such dominance before. It threatened to wreck her in two.Even the alphas were unable to withstand it, shuffling awkwardly as sweat ran down their necks in rivulets.“Esme…” Kyrios’ voice came again, even rougher than before.He was trying to bend her to his own will. This was her punishment for choosing to defy him. He would humiliate her in front of all these people.The pressure got stronger. She gritted her teeth. She didn't want to give him that satisfaction of seeing her bow to him.But deep inside her, she knew this was one battle that she wouldn’t be able to win.Kyrios was just too much of an alpha, a pure blood Royal— there was no way an ordinary shewolf could ever hope to stand up to that.Hoping that he could see every bit of hatred she had for
The king's eyes blazed with pure, old fashioned lust the longer she stood with her hands resting on his arm. She dropped her arms instantly and stepped back, putting some much needed space between them but it was too late. In a flash, he had dropped the limp body of the lycan alpha and turned fully towards her, giving her the full force of his attention. “Kyrios don’t—” He wasn’t listening. His beast was in charge now. One naked arm swept along her waist and dragged her to him until they were pressed chest tp thighs and he buried his face into her neck. Stunned, Esme could only stare as the king engaged in such a shockingly intimate action in front of his pack. She tried to wriggle free but his hold just tightened as he took lungfuls of her deep into him. “You taste amazing,” he growled into her neck. “Like freshly caught meat.” What the hell? “Kyrios let go of me.” She squirmed. “Everyone is watching,” “Let them watch. I don’t care. I just want you,” he snapped,
Few Hours Before the BonfireFrom up here in the Royal wing, Esme could hear the drums and the screams of the crowd as they welcomed the alphas to yet another tournament games.The entire pack was buzzing like a living thing. Everyone was happy. Except for Esme.How dare he? She seethed. How fucking dare he?He had dragged her from her home and everything she had ever known, put her in his apartment and forced her to clean and cook his food and now… now he thought to make her his slave. He had put a fucking collar on her as if she was nothing but a dog, one of those pets that the humans put in their homes and played fetch with.“Oh goddess, I fucking hate him,” she swore out loud, the word vibrating in the small space with every ounce of anger running in her small body.At that three heads looked up at her warily.“It’s never gonna come off like that no matter how you keep tugging at it,” Jade muttered, seeing her jerk on the collar again, her aggressive tugging leaving a vivid red
The huge pack hall was filled with the laughter and gaiety of the crowd as they talked, and laughed and drank.Glittering chandeliers lighted up the vast space, and the lunas dazzled in their glittering diamonds and emeralds while the alphas stood tall and proud in their perfectly tailored tuxedo.No expenses had been spared to make the event a successful one and it was paying off.The people were still chattering to each other when the court official suddenly announced in a loud booming voice, “All arise to welcome the Alpha King, Alpha Kyrios, First of His Name and King of the Lycans!”Loud shouts and cheers erupted from the people as Kyrios dressed in ceremonial wear of deep purple threaded with real solid hold that was the colors of the Royal that continued long before the world began when men had communed with the gods.With a single imperial wave of his hand, he bade his people to their seat and they obeyed without question.“People of this great kingdom, it is once again my hon
CHAPTER SIXEsme buried her face in her hands and wrapped her arms around her body tighter.How had she found herself here? A few days ago she had been preparing herself to see her sister marry her fiancé. How had things gotten so wrong? Now here she was, chained to a monster who wanted to humilia
Immediately after the mating ceremony, the Lycan king ordered for them to start the journey back to his kingdom.Esme had barely had time to say goodbye to her mother and Isabella before he was swinging her up on his horse and they were riding into the darkness.The journey back to the Lycan kingdo
Sizzling hot sparks erupted wherever their flesh came into contact and Esme gazed at the king in sinking horror.No… no… this couldn’t be happening to her. How could this man be her mate? The man that had killed her father in cold blood, destroyed her entire pack in one night….Esme’s hand slid on
No one knew the true name of the Lycan King. He was known as the barbarian king to the werewolves. While, the witches called him, the devil incarnate. To his people he was likened unto Apollo, the Sun God. Partly because he was so handsome, all the ladies swooned when he entered into a room. He







