Virgin Sacrifice To The Last Lycan

Justin POV Heat raced through his veins with every beat of his heart; Alpha Justin of Lone Wolf Pack, known as 'The Devil' and as The Last Lycan, fought for control inside the chains binding him. His father -Alpha King Juden- had kept him in chains since he was a boy beginning to age into adolescence. His body was scarred from years of bondage, years of whips and chains and cuffs meant to subdue the monster inside of him. Every full moon brought more torture as the Alpha King insisted she-wolf virgins be offered to Justin. His body wanted the she-wolf virgins. His body craved their tender flesh and soft, wet sex, but his beast rejected their fear as unworthy of his interest. Justin had no name for the beast inside himself. The Lycan part of his mind was pure animal instinct rather than a coherent consciousness of its own. He never wanted to hurt the she-wolves offered to him, but the beast couldn't tolerate their tears, their screams, their fear which was as bad as a slap to

Helen POV"You're bleeding!"The smell of blood washed over me in a hot copper rush which made me feel sick to my stomach, dizzy, confused because I could almost feel the pain of Justin's wounds myself yet we weren't bonded."It isn't important," Justin offered, throwing my own words back at me, "My father fears the beast will overpower me completely so he works hard to tame it. The creature responds best to pain. He finds the whip effective.""It's important to me."I echoed Justin's words through numb lips, struggling to my feet before shaking my skirt out to make walking easier.If he used pain to control his Lycan, then there should be first aid supplies in his rooms. I couldn't imagine the Alpha King would leave his only son without medicine to treat his wounds---but I also couldn't imagine the refined Alpha King whipping his heir bloody either. What did I know?I stumbled around until I found a dresser, but the drawers seemed to only hold clothes. I hadn't gotten a good look at

Helen POVI realized it as soon as I said it out loud: I was free the way Justin was now free. There were no chains to bind me. No rope around my ankles or zip ties around my wrists. The door was wide open with no guard to stop me.I could run out the door and keep running until I blended back in with the pack who I had left behind. No one here would likely come looking for me after what I'd done to Justin. His father, Alpha King Juden, had only threatened my life if I didn't seduce him---and I had done it."I'm free."Justin was still breathing. He seemed to just be in a very, very deep sleep. What if I left him here for his father to take care of him? Was there any way he could find me again?I hadn't even told him my real name. He thought I was my sister. Diana. No one would go running their mouth about me to him either because I was overlooked completely in my own pack as a mixed coat Tiger Lily no one wanted.My own fated mate had thrown me over for my sister.I focused on my shi

Helen POVJustin! I stared at my mate through the veil of my hands, my body stinging all over from the debris thrown on me.How had The Devil found me!?My first instinct seeing the last Lycan before me again---was to run.I dismissed the urge as soon as it came through my head. His legs were significantly longer than my own and I had seen him move faster than me even while chained.The next idea which came to mind was to deny who he thought I was---who he believed he knew I was but did he know? Could he know?Lycans were rumored to have all kinds of gifts, but I knew his vision wasn't perfect in the gloom which we'd met in. The darkness inside his room had been almost complete.My heat had caused many of my own memories to be hazy. It was a fair bet Justin didn't have much more clear memories of me."Thank you for your help, Alpha!""Alpha?" he asked, looking at me in puzzlement as he crouched to join me where I huddled in the walkway, "I'm your mate. Justin. Did they strike your hea

Helen POVThree waiters came out to the table with the bottles of wine -four of them in total, one I knew was meant for me while three were there for Justin- alongside the wine glasses which were stacked into an intricate pyramid.They made sure the glasses touched just so on their edges before pouring the bottles of wine one flight at a time. The bottom layer was a deep red cabernet sauvignon, while a rich merlot was poured into the glasses atop it, and the third flight at the peak was made up of a beautiful Malbec imported from Argentina.I asked for the Malbec for my bottle because I knew it was a fine wine---so I thought it must be lower alcohol content because why would people drink a fine vintage only to become drunken fools?Justin didn't seem to have ever had wine in his life. He asked so many questions the waiters were all offering him suggestions as they finished the challenge set-up.I could tell from the looks he was garnering, he'd captured their affection as easily as br