All Chapters of Fated to My Brother in-law, The Lycan King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

LUCIAN. "I'm pregnant." A familiar female voice said, taking the seat across from me without asking for permission. I blinked, the coffee I was sipping warmed my hands. Outside the café window, the sun had dipped low, showing it was about to be evening. "Uh... congratulations?" I replied cautiously, staring at the stranger. Even though her voice didn't seem strange at all. "But... should you be telling me?" She scoffed. “Are you pretending to be stupid, or are you really that dense?” My stomach tightened. “Excuse me?” She leaned forward, lips curling into a cruel smile. “It’s Alpha Andrew's pup. Unfortunately, my doctor mentioned our pup is unhealthy and might not survive.” I froze, my world titling as I stared at the woman before me. Hoping this was some sick joke or a prank show Andrew was partaking in. But why the hell would she say such statement? Why is she telling me about the child's state? Setting down my coffee, I entwined my hands and faced her. I really was not in

LUCIAN Elias’ face hardened with recognition. “What the hell are you doing naked in my bed?” I could feel my cheeks burning. God, Lucian, open your damn mouth and say something, will you? But what should I even say? — Elias, the weather doesn’t seem so great today, the rain looks pretty heavy. Did you get caught in it? You should probably take a shower. Speaking of showers… FUCK, Lucian Ashborne, could you please stop focusing on his naked body all the time? There was a long, terrifying pause. Elias stepped closer. I wished the ground would open and swallow me. I’m Naked. Tied. In my brother-in-law's bed. Who is also the freaking Lycan King. This wasn’t rock bottom. This was being buried under the damn mountain. I don’t know what the hell I was expecting. Maybe someone old, someone scary, someone royal enough to ignore the naked, tied-up mess I’d become. Not him. Not Elias. My mouth opened, words dying before they formed. The steam curled around him like it knew who

LUCIAN The palace was different from what I remembered. I've only ever been here, once or twice, to see my sister. It was still the same towering gates, big statues, luxurious curtains, and gold plated decorations. Everything that screamed royalty. After my brief encounter with Elias, I was thrown into a dark room before a guard came to pick me hours later.I scoffed softly as I was shoved forward again. “Well, guess the Lycan King has been redecorating.”The guard grunted, not even dignifying me with a response as he threw me at the feet of a man in a spotless suit and deadpan expression. The butler.“King Elias has assigned you as his personal servant,” the butler said, his voice flat and void of emotions. “You will report directly to me. Follow orders and don’t speak unless spoken to.”My insides curled, personal servant?Didn’t my brother-in-law tell them who I am? “You belong to the King now,” he said sharply, “You clean what he tells you to clean. You sleep when he allows yo

LUCIANI waited a bit, my heart still thudding hard against my chest before I left the office.The door clicked shut behind me, and I exhaled deeply to ease the tension in my body.I took multiple breaths to calm my racing heart as I walked away from the office. Turning round the corner, I bumped into the butler, almost pouring the contents on the tray he held.He fixed me an angry glare, "First day here, and you are already lazying around?""I‐" I stuttered, turning back as if the office would bear me witness."I don't want to hear your excuses!" He snapped, "Since you've been here, have you ever seen any servant walking around? Doing nothing?"Without waiting for a response, he shoved the tray he was holding in my face, "It's the King's afternoon tea time. Make yourself busy and serve him."I bit back the reply in my throat and nodded. I was barely accepted here, so giving the butler smart-ass responses isn't going to get me anywhere, and I can't afford to make more enemies. But

LUCIAN I can imagine Riene shaking her head in pain and disappointment at me.I was no longer heady and weak. It felt like my eyes were finally opened and cleared of fog.How did I get so lost and prioritized pleasure over discernment?His hands were on my hip, guiding me to him but finally, my body was co-operating with my head. I can't do this.My chest constricted with a different kind of pain, I can't bear to ruin my sister’s life the way I've ruined mine."No," I choked out, scrambling off him, "This is a mistake.I scrambled, tried to-His face hardened as he held me in place on top of him."Let me go," I told him.He scoffed and flipped me under him. His body caging me in. We were back to our initial position. He continued kissing my neck, my chest. Leaving a trail of kisses on my body. I shoved at him, my chest rising in panic. "Stop! Get off me!"He didn't budge. It was like pushing against a mountain and asking it to leave."Elias," I half yelled, "Please let me go