Semua Bab TO LOVE A FEROCIOUS LYCAN KING: Bab 1 - Bab 5

CHAPTER ONEANDREA'S POV Whet comes to mind when you hear the word mate?Well, for starters, it’s probably a bond filled with love, romance, heat. Sex even. Mine was different. Way different.Like every other she-wolves, I’d once prayed to the moon goddess at the temples to grant me just that. Maybe even more but the moon goddess has a way of shattering your highest hopes. When I see she wolves praying at the temples, I smile. I don’t blame them. I can’t.It's the dream of every she wolf to want a mate who’d love, guide and protect her from all the evil in the world. Many were lucky. I wasn't.I couldn’t really blame my younger self for wishing for a prince charming standard mate. The moon goddess gave me just what I wished for.Him.Alpha Michael of the Blackthorne Pack.I’ve had a crush on him moon seasons before he picked me as his Luna. I expected him to offer me love, respect and companionship but he didn’t give me that. In place of the sweet nothings I’d envision he'd fill my e

CHAPTER THREEANDREA'S POV To say my lungs nearly gave out would be an understatement. Michael's words gripped me by the lungs, choking me off every breath I had left. My hands quivered as I raised a shaky glare at him. At the both of them. Their eyes burned with nothing but rancid disgust— disgust saved, reserved and set aside just for me.“Do you have anything to add, Luna?” The announcer's voice chimed in, startling me as I turned to face the pack members. I fixed a smile on my face like I always did and straightened my back against the soft cushions of the chair. “For now, I have nothing to add. The solution has already been stated. The fortification of our pack’s borders will prevent us all from the ongoing attacks against neighboring packs. As we all know, the cursed lycan king has his eyes on our pack and the best thing we can do is to fortify all borders as soon as poss—”Just as I was about to finish, Michael's voice beamed in. “I don't think that will be necessary. As the

CHAPTER FIVEANDREA'S POV The dungeon's walls sent chills straight to my core. The cold air braced my flesh, locking me in an embrace that drove air out of my lungs. My nostrils flared as I glanced around the room. The only thing that kept me warm was the heat of their gazes.The peering group of prisoners and the rogues standing across the clearing all stared at me longingly. “Why are you here, Luna?!”A voice beamed.I shivered. The chills lodging into my chest doubled, making me run hand into my hair to fix the messy strands. My face paled. My fingers shook. My nostrils flared. I sniffed. If mischief had a scent, it was that.The voice that had just spoken bounced off the walls, echoing repeatedly. I knew better than to respond to it.The dungeon was filled with wolves of shady nature. They all stared at me with cold dark eyes that scared me out of my wits. The scrutiny in their gazes plunged at my sides.Ignoring the words shot at me, I made my way atop shaky legs to a corner