Todos os capítulos de The Lycan King Rejected Mate: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Tara’S POV “Run, Tara! Run and don’t look back!”Those were my mother’s last words before she was brutally killed by lycan wolves. Unfortunately, a foolish child like me didn’t obey her. The sounds of her pain-filled cries reached my little ears and I turned to see the dread that was being inflicted upon her.Biggest mistake of my life.The image was like a parasite etched to my memory, feeding off me, pushing me into that dark space in the bottomless pit of my mind.I could still picture it:Chaos reigned. Huts were on fire; people screamed, and blood flowed on the rocky pathway like an endless river. My whole body froze in shock. Not even the people running past me could jolt me back to reality. There was no way I could wake up, not when I was witnessing my mother’s golden hair being smashed against a rock with such violence.Tears trickled down my chin as I screamed her name. My voice echoed, causing a wave I never expected as pure energy coursed through my veins. It was like bein

Tara’S POVMy mind reeled. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rhythm echoing the confusion in my soul. Was Ethan truly interested in me, or was this just another cruel game, another way to break me?I met his eyes, searching for a hint of the truth, but all I saw was a dark hunger that sent shivers down my spine. I knew then that I was entering a dangerous game, one with consequences I could only guess at.Ethan’s eyes glowed, taking a darker shade. Unconsciously, I purred. No, my wolf purred. I could feel myself getting moist between my legs from his mere touch. Could this be the reason Ethan gifted me a dress today, or did he remember my birthday?Impossible! He hated everything about me; he always said he hated the fact I shared the same breath with him. A couple of hours ago, he almost killed me for rejecting him. Did it affect him that much that it changed his personality?“So plump and soft…” he purred, his eyes eating up every curve of my breast. I swallowed the food

Ethan’S POVSophia screamed, fear paralyzing her and the other females in the hall. The guards were immediately alert, scrambling and drawing out their swords. A muscle feathered in my jaws as I sprang to my feet, claws erupting out of my flesh. “Who dares to interrupt my party?” I growled, eyes scanning the room.The supposed shadows had a distinct smell. Ethan’s eyes narrowed; they were werewolves, rogue wolves. They came in multitude, and though all able lycan males were already engaging them, we were outnumbered. The defenseless ones were forced to stay in the middle of the hall. This had never happened before; it was not anticipated.Anger bubbled in my chest. After allowing those pathetic werewolves to live in my kingdom, they betrayed me by attacking unexpectedly? They must pay… with their lives! I leaped in the air, instantly shifting to my mighty lycan form. I landed on a couple of rogues that dared to approach my throne, claws tearing through the flesh of the attackers, my i

Tara’s POVI didn’t sleep that night.The north tower was colder than I imagined both in temperature and silence. The guards posted outside the door never spoke. They didn’t even look at me when I was escorted in. The room was sparsely furnished, just a thin mattress, an old wooden table, and a chair that creaked every time I moved. A small window sat high on the wall, barred and far out of reach. I couldn’t see the moon, but I knew it was still there, watching me like the goddess who abandoned me.I curled under the blanket, arms wrapped around my ribs. The bruises still pulsed with pain, but it was nothing compared to the weight in my chest. He didn’t kill me. That should have brought relief, but it didn’t.Because I knew Ethan’s mercy always came with strings.I replayed the encounter over and over again his fury, the way he said I was becoming something. Dangerous, he said. But how? I hadn’t done anything. I didn’t even know how I had seen anything during the rogue attack. Just h

Tara's POVI kept my head low, shoulders hunched under my thin shawl, letting my hands graze the wall as I followed the hallway I’d memorized by texture. My legs ached. My back throbbed. I could still feel Ethan’s voice in my ears like thunder, and yet… somehow… I wanted to hear it again.I hated myself for that.The air changed as I rounded the corridor near the lower east wing. Perfume.Too sweet. Too strong.I slowed.And then I heard them… heels clicking, and annoying laughter that didn’t belong in this hallway.It was her.Sophia.My stomach twisted.I didn’t have time to turn back before I heard her voice, sharp and mocking.“Well, if it isn’t the little slave.”I stopped dead in my tracks.My wolf stirred in the back of my mind, wary.There were more footsteps… two others flanking her. Minions. I didn’t know their names. I never cared to.“Out so late? I thought you’d be locked up in the tower after that little stunt during the rogue attack.” I didn’t answer. I just tried to