Semua Bab Lycan King's Cursed and Rejected Mate: Bab 1 - Bab 10

MAYA“Is she sweating or melting?”The sound pierced through me, snapping the surface silence of the assembly hall. A few scattered laughs followed.The assembly hall reeked of my heat. I hoped no one else could smell it. I was stiff on stage, blinking into the blinding white lights that transformed the room into a spotlighted nightmare. They were hot, too hot as if one were standing with no shade under a midday sun.Heat scuttled beneath my skin like ants on fire. My fingers gripped the folded notecards tightly, but they still shook. They were fluttering in my hand like they were wings. Not a word could I read.I didn’t like to give this speech. I hadn’t even volunteered. But “Pack Integration Day” was apparently far too imperative for anyone to miss… especially the daughter without a wolf of the Alpha.That had been the true reason I’d come up here, hadn’t it? Not that I had anything to say. But it was because I was the cautionary tale. And the reminder of what you see when the moon

MAYA“Who the hell was that?” Darius growled, glancing in the direction of the soundTime stopped for a moment. And Darius gradually let go of my arm.I didn’t respond. I didn’t know who the wolf was, but his presence had awoken something inside me, a brief feeling of safety I hadn’t experienced in years. I looked across the room to where he had been standing, and he was gone.My heart was pounding as I scanned the crowd, desperate to see him. He had been there just moments ago. But then a sinister cackling from Darius and his buddies snapped me back to my humiliating present.One of the crueler boys burst into laughter, pointing at my legs as the room erupted with his jeers. There was a painful blush on my brow, my face burning with shame when the others caught on.I looked down and froze. The wet cloth was pressed against my thighs. It was a giant reminder that none of this was something I could do anything about. My heat… my scent… my body’s betrayal was broadcast to them all.Mort

MAYASneers from the crowd filled the air.“So pathetic,” one voice hissed.“So she thought she would seduce the Lycan Leader with that?” another mocked.Tears stung my eyes. A fiery welter of hurt and shame scorched me more than the heat that still rattled my blood. But it wasn’t just the ache of being dropped, and dropped with such carelessness, it was the fact that every eye in the fucking room was on me, every whispered giggle and wide-eyed stare that clung like a second skin.The shame was suffocating.I wanted to disappear. To disappear through the floor, through the walls, into the night. Anything to stop feeling so exposed, judged, and discarded.Then, from out of the chaos, Finn fell to his knees beside me. “Maya, are you okay?” It was soft and gentle, threaded with a worry that only made the lump in my throat tighten.Believe me, I could not find the words to reply. I simply nodded, unable to even look him in the eye. My eyes kept darting to the door. One of the ones Alpha K

KAELI walked up and down my portion of the ballroom wing. The sound of my footsteps echoed off the marble and the silence.The ballroom gleamed with polished wood, golden trims, and velvet curtains fit for my rank. None of it mattered.All I could see was her.My mind was in a constant cyclone, coming back to the madness of the night before. I was standing in that hall the next second in the usual way. The following moment, something in me snapped.It hadn’t taken much. Just a look. And the scent.And in an instant, years of discipline, training, and absolute self-control were almost for naught.Over her.A wolfless girl.A deviant.I ran a hand through my hair. A surge of frustration welled up as I replayed it in my mind.Her flushed cheeks. The way her chest lifted and settled in ragged breaths. The wild scent of her heat. And those eyes…Goddess.Those eyes… so damned desperate and pleading, filled with a raw ache I’d never seen in anyone else.She had said nothing, but she didn’t

MAYAMy fingers drifted to the hem of my dress, hesitating, then inching higher. Shame burned through me, but the need was too strong. Trembling, I let my hand slip beneath my soaked folds, pressing against my core.I leaned back against the cool bench. My head lolled back, eyes fluttering shut as a new surge of heat swept through me, like molten lava coursing under my skin.A low moan slipped from my lips, unbidden and shameful, and my breath hitched as the ache between my thighs deepened into something unbearable.I parted my legs as images of him flashed behind my eyes: Alpha Kael.The way he’d looked at me across the ballroom, his intense amber gaze pinning me like prey. The memory of his hot breath against my cheek, the firm grip of his hand at my waist, the almost-kiss that had lingered between us like a ghost.My fingers slid lower, brushing against my wet folds, slow and trembling. I gasped softly at the contact, at how slick and ready I already was. The hunger clawing at me w