Semua Bab Lycan King and the discarded Luna: Bab 1 - Bab 10

RAVEN POV Nightshade Pack, the richest and strongest Pack in the southern region, and I am her Luna. My name is Raven Darkblood, and this is the beginning of my story.Our world exists seamlessly with the human world. We have integrated ourselves into their society for hundreds of centuries, yet the humans are unaware of our existence, and our community prefers it that way. It is the middle of the night, and most of the Packhouse dwellers are asleep, but Victor and I are awake, lying on our king-size bed, while recovering from our lovemaking. On this eve before Victor's trip, we have been unable to keep our hands off each other. It is as if we are building up memories for when we would be apart. This is our second lovemaking, and as far as I am concerned, it is still insufficient. I don't think I will ever get enough of my mate touching me. Victor is going away for a few months on a business trip, to the far Northside of the country. Every Who's WHO in the business world will be

Ever the gentleman, Cassain reached out and caught her before she could hit the ground.I knew it was an act. Selina is a flirt, and Cassain is a handsome young man that any she-wolf would die to have; unfortunately for them, the boy of nineteen is waiting for his mate. Cassain's level of maturity and kindness are why everyone loves him. I completed the stairs while listening to Cassain question the servant in his arms if she was alright. He sounded so worried. I approached them calmly, not believing anything was wrong with the girl. When I stood before them, Cassain looked at me, his brown eyes clueless. "What do we do?" he asked. "She just fainted." I felt annoyed at the girl for causing such a kind soul distress. I played along since I would seem insensitive if I called her out on her actions. “Don't worry. Why don't you find a place to lie to her? I will get the smelling salts.” Cassain nodded and easily lifted the girl into his arms, probably what the girl wanted. Cassain i

After everyone walked into the house and I was left standing in the front yard like an abandoned child, I wondered what to do. Honestly, the whole ordeal felt surreal. I mean losing the man I love, and my world in the twinkle of an eye.Who would have thunk? Take out the pain eating my insides out, the next thing I felt most was confusion. Do I go in and act like nothing happened, or walk away and accept defeat? While debating my next course of action, I remembered the smirk I saw on Selene’s face while she and Victor greeted the Pack members. She acted like she had won something. If I walk away, will I be giving up so easily? Victor is mine; he has been mine since childhood. Do I let another woman take what is mine so easily? I am never one for confrontation. Growing up, I faced lots of bullying due to my weight, and the only way I got through it was because of Victor. He always came to my defence, and as the son of the Alpha, no one went against him. I would rather avoid confro

Her presence at the award ceremony would pose a complication for me, but Lady Luck was on my side, and he came alone. Coming without her wasn’t something I expected after all, they were mates, but it sure reduced the fun I would have had snatching her man right in front of her. Still, having to crush her before her pack, and with their support, is still fun for me. The dinner finally ended, freeing me from my boredom. Listening to them talk about some building project bored me to death. “Are you ready to turn in, honey? You must be tired after the long journey, and I am sure you need your beauty sleep.” I turned to look at him, his handsome face filled with adoration for me. Oh you poor sucker. I still remembered to play my part as the weak city lady with no strength, enamored by her fated mate. I might be an Alpha, but since meeting Victor, I have been playing the meek role, letting him decide and nodding to anything he wants. By now, he must think I am like the pathetic women

VICTOR’S POVI directed the men with me into my study. The fireplace was burning, making the spacious traditional study warm and cozy. I opened the wine cabinet at the corner and found an opened bottle of brandy. I carried the alcohol, along with several glasses, to the artistic table at the center of the room. The table was carved by the best woodcarver in town centuries ago and has now become a historical artifact in the room. I set the drink and glasses on the table and went to get the box of cigars I had promised. When I rejoined the men, I passed the box around, and everyone took one out. I opened the drink and poured a glass for everyone in the room. “So a fated mate?” Dr Stone asked with a look of interest. I shrugged, but a proud smile played across my lips. I relaxed on the couch, legs crossed at the knees, and lit my cigar. I blew a smoke up the sky before forming a response to Dr Stone’s comment. “I mean, I wasn’t looking, but she crashed into my life like a fallen st