By midday, I was overwhelmed with a series of activities. There were four women teaching me about the Lycaon place and the history of Lycans and how the palace was built. The first Lycan king who had four mates and until the reign of King Cadeyrn-Ruaidhri’s father, every king had at least two mates. The Moon goddess knew that one woman was not enough to satisfy the sexual pleasures of a Lycan king, hence why she gave them more than one. The Lycans are very sexual beings as Scarlett had told me, and I found the information a little bit disturbing. It made me realize that Draven wasn’t attracted to me in no way, that kiss was merely to make a point. He never laid on the bed while I was on it, as if my presence repulsed him. And what if he eventually found his mate and he had more than one? My wolf didn’t like the direction of my thoughts so I forced myself to listen to all the things I was being taught and not relate them to him. There was more information than I’d learned about the Ly

ZAYDEN“Get out of my room,” I growled at the brunette, flinging her clothes to the floor. She scurried to her feet, clutching them to her chest in her haste to escape my wrath. She was still naked, but I didn’t care, the sight of her angered me and my wolf was furious. After hours of fucking, she couldn’t give me a damned release, the only thing my body needed right now.“Alpha Zay-“ she stopped by the door, her eyes misty with tears, but I didn’t let her speak, I threw her shoes violently at her. I missed my target, and it hit the wall with a loud thud, skidding to the floor. She picked it up with shaky hands and ran, her sob echoing after her.What the fuck is wrong with me? I brushed my hand through my hair and growled in frustration, knocking a book off my table in annoyance. I knew what the problem was. Ever since she left, it has been this way. Maybe I should have fucked her while I had the chance to, maybe my body wouldn’t want her so bad now. I didn’t think her absence will

DRAVENMy eye lids still felt heavy as they slowly fluttered open, and my body weak. A groan escaped my lips when I realized I’d slept. Unbelievably so. I waited for my eyes to adjust to the daylight when I felt a movement beside me, someone snuggling closer. I stilled, waiting for my beast’s usual protest, but it didn’t come. My eyes moved to settle on her face as she slept peacefully, a satisfied smile on her lips. She was having a dream.My beast had a reversion towards women being too close or showing too much affection. It has been that way ever since I was sixteen. It was his way of rebelling against my father. King Cadeyrn-ruaidhri wanted me to be everything that he was, but my body rebelled. My father was a tyrant, a manipulative son of a bitch. He took away my childhood and growing up for me was all hard work and torture. People that called him a psychopath were not so far from the truth. For the longest time, I hated a woman’s skin grazing mine. It’s why I never allowed any

“Come here,” he stretched his hands to me as he settled on a sofa in his office. I hesitated but all he had to do was give me one stern look and I scurried towards him and took his outstretched arm. A yelp escaped my lips when he pulled me to sit on his laps, his hands narrowing around my waist and his head settling between my neck.I held my breath as he breathed me in, wondering what the hell had come over him. One minute he was boiling like a volcano ready to erupt, and the next he had me straddled against his laps, breathing me in. When he pulled back to look into my eyes, I noticed his eyes were not their usual blue but had now taken a deeper shade, and his next words threw me off guard.“Kiss me,” he commanded with an unbelievably deep voice. His command washed over me like a tide, my heart slamming heavily against my chest. I moistened my dry lips with my tongue as my eyes settled on his waiting lips.“What?” I blinked, my heart rate picking up.“You did it once, don’t act

“Do you think Donovan has a hand in this?” I heard Vadirr ask as I gently pushed open the door to the room Draven was in, with Duron behind me. The two men turned to face me, Draven’s eyes darkening as they met mine. He was seated with nothing but his trousers on. His chest was bare, and his left arm bandaged, but asides from that, there was nothing else to indicate that he’d just suffered a gun injury. In fact, he looked even more handsome with his hair falling over his face. “What is she doing here?” He looked angrily at Duron who shoved his hands into his pockets and pursed his lips. “She insisted she needed to see you,” he answered. It was evening already, and I’d spent all day worrying about him, yet he took one look at me and acted like I’d been the one to pull the trigger. “I told you that you mustn’t let her out no matter the situation,” he started to rise from his sitting position “After what happened today, you should know better,” “She’s your mate. If anyone should be