LUCIEN Evangeline’s lips curled as she snarled at me, “You think we are scared of your lousy pack?” I noticed the tiny black dot on her moving chin; a beauty mark. It wasn’t visible until one was close enough. I chuckled, “Yes, you should be,” I declared, my voice crisp and dauntingly deep, “Once you step foot in the lion’s den, there is only one expected outcome.” My strides were purposeful as I moved closer until I was hovering just beside her. In a voice just above a whisper, I uttered, “The lion will consume you.” She narrowed her eyes as she glared back at me, her body tense beneath mine. Her pulse raced under the veil of her milky skin and my proximity to her body caused a foreign electric sensation to charge every breath I took. It had taken everything in me to not grab her by her waist and taste those inviting lips. “If you are so bold in your words, then prove your bravery and fight us hand-to-hand like a true wolf. " Sean, the blonde-haired warrior, challenged. I met h

EVANGELINE The cold air of jealousy hit my chest as I noticed every girl in the mess hall ogle at him as he strutted inside with the grace of a panther. His taut arm muscles bulged tight against the fabric of his black shirt as his footsteps thundered into the mess hall and his lips hid under the veil of his matching black mask. Before him, I used to think masks were bland. But Lucien wore it like a fashion statement. A swathe of unruly silver hair fell casually on his forehead, casting a dangerous yet alluring shadow on his stark emerald eyes that scrutinized me. It chased my breath away for a heartbeat and the touch of his masculine, minty scent drove Crystal wild as she clawed at my insides, trying to take control of me. I remembered when she had claimed him as our mate and it had to be a mistake. Nonetheless, the bond seemingly hadn't affected him as much as it had affected me since he was a Lycan. A hybrid demonic Lycan to be precise. It made him immune to the emotions of a m

LUCIENI pinned her wrists against the floor as I hovered on top of her, “Fuck, I didn’t know you were this desperate to have me on top of you.”My heart raced as her close proximity stirred something deep within me. The sweet smell of jasmine flooded my senses, tempting me and drawing me in. I couldn’t resist the tense heat between my chest and her breasts. It fucked with my head. The way her body was pressed beneath mine, the image of her pinned beneath me while I devoured her crossed my mind. My cock sprang to attention and strained against the zipper of my jeans. The sweet smell of her arousal had been making things worse. I knew she wanted me. There wouldn’t be any harm in just stripping her off those tight pants which hugged her butt like a glove and fuck her senseless until all she knew was my name. But she was not my slave yet. There was no fun in fucking her until I was sure she had completely submitted to me out of her own will. Her plump lips curled into a smirk as sh

EVANGELINE Hera nodded, “Yep. You were sleeping for quite a long time.” I released a heavy groan. But as I sat there beside her, something slowly dawned on me. For the first time in years, I had gone to sleep without having to resort to the herbs and potions my healer gave me to ward off the nightmares. I had slept peacefully and without fear. The night before was the same but I didn’t pay attention to it as I thought it was due to fighting them. My stomach churned as what happened with Lucien gushed back into my head. I didn’t have nightmares anymore because I had been living my nightmare. It was him. Hera tilted her head and her eyes bored into me, curiosity etched on her face. “Are you hungry?” she asked, her voice gentle and inquisitive. I shook my head, my curved lips pursed in a fierce frown, as I thought back to the unpleasant encounter with Lucien. All of the hunger had been drained out of me, and all that remained was the empty pit of despair in my stomach. The same p

LUCIENWhen I stepped through the doorway into the mess hall, I was met with a cacophony of sound. Everyone was huddled in one corner, their eyes focused on the scene that was playing out in front of them. I could smell the pungent aroma of power radiating from the figure in the center of the room. Alpha waves, strong and confident, seemed to be emanating from her in a powerful force. I could feel their intensity, even from across the room.I strode towards the crowd and they all stepped away, creating a path. Her brunette friend was filled with dread, petrified of what her friend was about to do. Nobody could blame her after the way Evangeline had ruthlessly smashed Daruka’s skull against the unforgiving wall, the sickening thud echoing through the room. Blood stained the wall against which Daruka’s head had been slammed. I moved in close behind her, my arm instinctively reaching around her waist. It was a bold move, something I hadn't expected myself to do. I didn’t touch my slaves