Todos os capítulos de The Lycan king's Claim : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

Emilia's POV “ Mate “ my wolf jumped in excitement in my head as she felt a deeper connection between us. “ This can't be right” I hummed to my wolf because I already had a boyfriend, a mate who was enrolled in the school. “ How can this be? “ That was the question lingering in my mind as our eyes met but he didn't feel the bond between us. As long as I drink that potion, he will never know I'm his mate.”I reminded myself, recalling the bitter taste of the vial my mother had forced me to swallow, the liquid cloaking my scent, portraying me as a human. “ Have you had enough?” A sharp, deep voice cut through the room, stepping forward. He had black curly hair, his dark eyebrows and eyelashes framed his eyes walking towards us with cold authority. I locked my jaw to keep it from tumbling at the sight of this man. “Watch yourself, wizard, you are in my territory, “ Wesley warned, his voice thundering across the room as his anger mounted. Silence washed over the room. “T

Emilia's POV He led me into the cabin. It was an old house, rusty and dusty, as if it had been abandoned for a long time.The place was shabby, with cobwebs nestled in the corners, and the clothes there were damp.“ Where is this place?” That was the question burning on my lips immediately we entered.“ Just a random place, “ he replied, his deep voice sending a chill down my spine.My arms trembled, and the knot in my stomach increased as he covered me with his jacket hanging on my shoulders, my wet body shivering in fear.He went towards the drawer which was a few meters away from where I sat.He searched through the drawer, pulling out some wipes immediately after we settled on the cushion.The cushion was soft, its texture was smooth as I rested my shoulders on it letting out a heavy sigh.“ I can do it myself, no need to help,” I whispered in a low breath.“ No, stay still, “ he commanded, his voice cold as I tilted my head backward, brushing against my neck with the wipes gentl

Emilia POV "Why can't I smell you?"That was the question burning on Wesley's lips as he edged slowly towards me,his breath against my neck sending a wave of electricity through me.He frowned slightly, leaning towards me as his eyes stayed on me as if trying to solve a puzzle.My heart pounded violently in my chest and I quickly stood up pulling away from him with panic flashing across my face.His face was devoid of emotion as he raised his head, locking his eyes with mine. "I'm sorry I don't feel well"my voice trembled with fear spilling into my tone avoiding his piercing gaze. My school bag hung on my shoulders dashing out of the classroom leaving Wesley behind.My heart was beating so fast like a drum as I scooted away from the classroom trembling in fright.“ What was I running?” That was the question I asked myself as I came to a halt, panting heavily trying to catch my breath in the hallway.I rolled my eyes at my watch and saw it was closing time .I quickened my pa

Emilia POV "Oh I'm sorry he only drinks kale smoothies after matches" I whispered to the bar attendant who lowered his head, passing me a genuine smile before walking away.That was the rule for Darian Scott,my boyfriend who was the cynosure of all eyes which made every girl's heart leap at the rare mention of his name.I sat down on one of the chairs which was opposite the crowd with cameras clicking in every angle ensuring I remained the center of attraction.Goosebumps filled my tummy,my heart raced as I waited for Darian in the conference room.Tonight was supposed to be a special night for me and Darian,my destined mate who I had been in love with ever since I won my grand slam breaking history and making an undefeatable record in ages to come.The conference room was buzzing with guests,reporters from all sides gathered in the room who had come to witness the grand occasion of Darian Scott winning his third grand slam,a deserving award many people covet making him an inspiratio