All Chapters of Mated To The Cursed Lycan : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

"Argh!" Whitney woke up with a severe headache and her view was blurry.She batted her lashes and forced her eyes to open, She was terrified and stunned to see herself surrounded by girls of different colors. She tried to move but discovered that they were tied up together like slaves waiting to be sold to their masters.“Don’t make any noise or you’re going to ruin the ritual” a brunette girl who was sitting next to Whitney Cole whispered in her ear. She shuddered and tilted her head toward the girl who was grinning largely, “What’s going on here?” Whitney inquired as the last thing she could remember was partying with her family who has never really paid attention to her other than bullying her. “Are you kidding me? We’re on our way to the Night Walker pack of the alpha king of Lycans” the girl responded with an amused look. Whitney’s eyes widened like that of a saucer, in a split second her mind flashed back to the conversation she overheard the last time, adding everything tog

‘What a jerk! I knew that’s what she must be thinking of me’ Aiden asserted inwardly and at the same time didn’t give a damn as he was already known by such a reputation and was only living up to the people's expectations.Although he was amused by her pitiful look he knows too well not to fall for looks they can be deceitful. “What’s your name?” Aiden Lewis inquired after a while of checking Whitney out while gripping her jaw tightly. “Jenna Cole,” Whitney Cole blurted out without thinking straight and instantly regretted saying the wrong name while biting her lower lips. “Well Jenna, you’re the only tribute remaining and you have to serve me before midnight or you will be a dead bone at dawn,” Aiden said with a cold voice that made Whitney tremble with chills. “Come on Mr. handsome, I thought we’d become friends. Why are you talking about some tributes and dead bones? Can you just remove the part about serving you and send me back to my pack?” Whitney blinked twice pretending no

The sunlight streamed through the half-open blinds, scattering across the small kitchen, landing on a half-eaten cereal bowl and a pair of sneakers randomly placed by the door. Whitney Cole groaned, burying her face in her hands. “How is it seven already?” she muttered, her silver hair fell across her face as she glanced at the clock, her twins had already been awake for an hour, and she hadn’t even managed a sip of coffee yet.“Mom! Liam took my tablet!” a hurried voice called from the living room.“And he stole my sandwich!” Oliver shouted seconds later.Whitney threw a cushion in the general direction of the bickering, only to hear it bounce back and land on the floor with a soft thud. “Really, you two? It’s Monday. Let’s try a tiny bit of civilization, shall we?” she shouted, her voice slightly strained but carrying a note of playful annoyance.Upon saying that, the twins froze for a second, then burst out laughing, Whitney pinched the bridge of her nose. “I swear, some days I do