All Chapters of Marked by the Lycan King : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Matteo didn’t care "Let them," he hold back. He gripped her hips tightly and thrust deep inside her in one powerful stroke. Myra’s hand flew away from her mouth as a loud moan escaped her lips. “Ahh—!” she cried out, her voice echoing in the room. Matteo’s eyes darkened with lust. He pulled back and slammed into her again, harder this time. The wet sound of their bodies slapping together filled the office. Myra’s back arched against the wall as he fucked her roughly, each thrust deep and forceful. “Matteo— oh fuck!” she screamed, unable to stay quiet anymore. He grabbed her thighs, lifting her legs higher and spreading them wider. His cock pounded into her soaked pussy without mercy. Myra’s eyes rolled back, her mouth open in pleasure as she took every brutal thrust. “Yes— harder!” she shouted, her voice breaking. “Please, harder!” Matteo growled and gave her exactly what she begged for. He fucked her with raw power, slamming his thick cock deep inside her again and again.

The next day, the entire werewolf realm shook with surprise because of the engagement of the Lycan King. Myra, on the other hand, was nervous to come down. Because of what happened yesterday, it felt awkward, and the political strategy test was only two days away. She sat by the window, contemplating whether she should stay in her room and starve or face Elder Alfred. Her body ached for a run. The last time she had shifted and let Amelia out was during training with the Lycan female army. She couldn’t help but miss Riley and the girls. Looking at the long stretch of fields before her, the urge grew stronger. Although she was still a little upset about what Amelia had done, she knew her wolf had only been trying to protect them. She reluctantly let go of the past. A knock snapped her out of her thoughts. Right now, she was afraid of unexpected knocks. “Miss Myra, the Elder requires your presence in the living room,” Sheila said from outside in a respectful tone. Myra said a s

Carl looked at his sister calmly. “There’s nothing you can do about it, Victoria. Forget about Matteo. He has already made his choice and she is his mate, you of all people should know how Matteo longed for his mate and now he's found her, respect yourself and wait for your mate.”Victoria’s face twisted with rage. “No! I refuse!” she screamed, throwing the invitation card across the room. “He cannot marry her! She’s a murderer! She killed someone, how can she be worthy of him. How can he choose that bitch over me? He's so perfect, she will taint him. He should love me!! I’ve loved him for so long. I’ve waited for him. He belongs to me!” She lashed out, grabbing a vase from the table and smashing it against the wall. Shards of glass scattered everywhere. “I won’t accept this! I won’t! Tell him to cancel it! Tell him right now!” Carl didn’t say anything. His heart ached a little for his sister. She was the only family he had left after their parents died alongside Matteo’s parents in

Victoria was completely naked when Isla barged in suddenly, making her frown a little. Isla gulped, seeing Victoria’s body. It was perfect.“What do you want?” Victoria snapped at her.Isla cleared her throat. “The Beta said that you should come down for dinner. I knocked but you weren’t responding. That’s why I came in. I am sorry.”Victoria took a towel and dried her body. “So much for being a guard. I thought you were supposed to have a great sense of hearing. It seems you were incompetent. My brother made a mistake putting you to watch over me. I might escape easily.”She tied the towel and noticed Isla was still standing there. She glared at her. “What do you want? Want to see me get dressed?”Isla got herself together and left quickly. Victoria got ready after a few minutes and came down. Wearing a white flowing gown, she sat down beside Carl obediently without making a fuss. Her actions made Carl raise an eyebrow, but he didn’t say anything. It was rare to see her willing to ac

A small team of assassins, dressed in dark tactical gear and armed with silenced weapons, had infiltrated the outer perimeter. They moved silently between the tents, neutralizing guards with tranquilizer darts. Their target was clear: the Lycan King. In the strategy hall, the simulation continued. Nina had just finished her aggressive plan. “I send my best elite team to secure the camp immediately. The king’s safety is the top priority. We tighten security around him and continue the central push. Sacrifices must be made for the greater good.” Myra responded thoughtfully. “I would not pull all elite units to one place. That creates weakness elsewhere. I send a small, trusted rapid response team to secure the king while using surveillance drones to track the assassins. She moved the miniature versions of soldiers forward. At the same time, I set up decoys to mislead the enemy. The king’s safety is important, but so is the stability of the entire kingdom. We protect him without aband