บททั้งหมดของ Slaved To The Royal Lycans: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

One Year Later. Anya’s POV“I’ll be gone for only a week. You don’t have to look like you are sending me off to the other world,” I tease Sam, my only friend in school, as I move my backpack to my other hand and then pull him in for a hug. “Just make sure you are back early enough.” He says and then ruffles my hair slightly. After one year of being away from the pack, I was finally going back. Going back because that was all the family I had, and however much I hated that I was only human, hated that I would still be scorned, it felt unfair to just man up and never go back there. Papa had called me several times to know where I was exactly. However, I didn’t want to be a burden to him anymore and refrained from telling him where my college was. Also, I have heard the news about some unrest among packs from Kenan. It was better to visit now that I had some mid-session break in school than wait till things got too worse for me to travel down. After all, among wolves, there was hard

Andrei's Pov“Alpha, Cole’s son, was seen climbing out of her window. We suspect she’s awake, and they are just dragging matters.” Kian said with a bow. “Keep an eye on her,” I instruct before going back to the document I was reading. It seems like the witches were starting to get relentless recently. They would need another attack to remind them that I’m not afraid of spells spewing venoms. Annoyance grows in me as my mind goes to the weak mate the moon goddess had given me. Not only did she just get her wolf after eighteen, she had even passed out after her first transformation. Even the weakest wolves in my clan didn’t pass out during their first transformation. I wonder if this is perhaps some repercussion for all the lives I have taken. “Rather, let’s go. We leave now.” I say, standing up suddenly as I wonder why I was giving them time to make a decision. If they wanted to hold her back, I could as well kill them all and take her. No matter what, she was still my fated mate a

Kingdom of Alva.Andrei’s POVI watched as she got down from the truck, her eyes taking in my Kingdom. Even though her pack was one of the packs at the borders of my Kingdom, I was sure she had never been in my kingdom, not to mention the Royal City.She was gorgeous, and my eyes took in every movement of her body. It was like her every tune was a key that I was desperate to play.But gorgeous wasn’t what I needed. I didn’t need someone with a killer face and body when the supernatural world was unstable and going through power struggles. I needed someone who could work with me to take on Dark shifters and witches who were trying to sneak into the Kingdom. Yet, my wolf pined for her, pined terribly for the weak, starry-eyed girl who could do nothing. She called to me with pure and burning ferocity. I was used to having control. Being in control of every damn thing, including my wolf and thoughts, but this girl right here that looked around cautiously as she entered the gate to the p

Andrei’s POV“Andrei.” Kern and Abel’s voices echo at the same time in my mind. I was certain this had something to do with my mate and how I had reacted to the two of them.If I didn’t get Daiz under control soon enough, it was going to let my brothers know that something was up with me. “Come to my place,” I say, saving them the stress of having to request a meeting. I would let them know my plans for her while making sure they were fine with it. After all, the three of us needed to be on the same page. I smell them the moment they are in front of my house, and I go back downstairs, my wolf becoming restless just as I pass the third floor. “No, we aren’t going there,” I mutter. I don’t trust myself to not touch her, to not strip her naked in a moment and bury myself in her. It had taken every bit of self-control not to lay my hands some hours ago. I could understand why I was losing control over her, with Daiz being unhappy with me not taking action to claim our mate. His mate.

Anya’s POV“The King requests that you come downstairs now,” The woman from yesterday said, and I’m glad I had been thoughtful enough to get dressed the moment I woke up.Clearly, all my prayers to have Andrei die in his sleep had gone unanswered.My dresses were few, and I doubted I would have anything presentable after today. Still, I went down with her in my blue dress. Unlike yesterday, the dining table had two more people. A man with sandy blonde hair was seated on Andrei’s right-hand side with his back view to me, while Kern, who had been nice enough to treat me like a person, was seated on his left. Kern looked up the moment he heard my steps, and his eyes lit up slightly. It was a sharp contrast to how angry Andrei looked every time he saw me. Since it was a long dining table, I sat at the last edge away from them. Andrei shoots a look at me at the same moment the man on his right does, and I wonder if looks were a criterion for getting into their pack. He had sparkling bl