King Hunter Beowulf I come from a long line of royalty and power. Before I was even born, many fervently prayed and patiently waited for someone like me to come. Someone to pass on the coveted title to, someone that would be deserving of the entire European kingdom, and someone nobody would dare defy. When I was born, everyone rejoiced. I was everything and more that they had dreamed of, which is why at a young age, the title of Lycan King was passed on to me even before I could find my mate, my Queen, which was far from tradition and rules, but my father, the former King, was always known to challenge such things. Everyone believed I was going to find my other half with no problem. I was their definition of perfection and because of that, they strongly believed that the Moon Goddess would give me someone that would also be worthy to stand by my side as I ruled. Not only will she have the most beautiful and magnetic presence, but she would of course be intelligent, brave, and mo

I began to blink my eyes open, the action a little bit difficult which made me feel uneasy because the last time that happened, I learned I had just jumped off a cliff and was asleep for three months. When I finally managed to fully open my eyes, I realized it was already daytime based on the minimal sunlight coming in from the tall window where the curtain was slightly parted in the middle. It took a lot of my strength to push me up and when I was finally sitting down, I took in my surroundings. I was on a king-sized bed with white sheets, wearing a t-shirt that was clearly much bigger than my body as it covered me almost up to my knees. I panic even more as I remembered last night and how I was wearing a dress, not… t h i s. How the hell did I even end up here? Also, where even is here? The events of yesterday flitted before my eyes. Saying goodbye to Asteria. Seeing my family again. Finding out Kylo was also my mate. Discovering Kage was a cheating asshole. Kage! I g

I don’t think there’s anything more uncomfortable than watching my own sister–who has done her best to try and look like me–blatantly flirt with the man who I slept on the same bed with the night before and who has also just recently confessed his desire to be with me. What’s even more weird is how nobody, not my parents nor Hunter, has pointed out anything out of the ordinary. It makes me wonder if it’s just me seeing this or somehow my mind has made it up. But no. I can see clearly with my two freaking eyes that Heather is way too touchy compared to normal! “Here, you can use this butter knife, King Hunter…” She says before slowly pushing the knife on the table and inching her hand closer to his, making sure that they end up skin to skin. What the fuck? Is nobody else seeing this?! “I didn’t ask for a knife,” Hunter said coldly before proceeding to eat his bread with one bite, not giving any attention to my sister. At least if there was any consolation to this weird situati

There was just so much going on, so much to think about that I was thoroughly and completely overwhelmed. “Please come home with me, Hailey.” Hunter said as his eyes remained staring deeply into mine and his hand was holding mine tightly like he never wanted to let go, or he didn’t want me to let go. “This isn’t right, Hailey! You were mated to me first!” Kage demanded at the side which caused Hunter to turn to him with another death glare. The look he gave him was so terrifying, I was surprised that Kage wasn’t crumbling to the floor in fear. I gotta hand it to this guy, he was tougher than I thought. Or stupider. I guess it works both ways. “I don’t– This is– Um…” Oh my goddess, I couldn’t come up with words to say. My mind was completely blank and it wasn’t helping at all that everyone was staring intently at me, waiting for an answer. “I’m sorry, I– I can’t do this right now. Please, I need time to think.” I managed to say to them and there was this fleeting second where I t

Looking back, I don’t think there was ever a day in my life living within the walls of this house that I never thought of leaving, of packing my bags with just my necessities, then walking out and never turning back. I always thought of what my life would be like if I ever had the courage to finally break free from my sister’s claws, my mother’s nagging, and my father’s disapproval of me. Most days when my sister would really push me to a brink, I would find myself starting to pack my things, but then stopping. I never had the guts to truly go all the way. But what I did manage to do was find out how to get out of this place without being seen, without letting others hear my footsteps, and the nooks and crannies of this place that many don’t even bother to explore. I’ve stayed in many of them. I’ve gotten lost in most of them on purpose because there I could actually find peace, but only until I am called or demanded to show up. This time, I wasn’t going to hide out in them.