Romans & histoires A Slave Mate For The Cursed Lycan Princes

And it was all because of the Lycan king. I despised him for making me go through this. I thought that things would get better once I left with him. Being a sex slave was one thing, but being treated this way was inhumane. I couldn’t handle it. I wanted to leave, maybe I made a terrible decision. Maybe being with Alpha Finn wasn’t so bad after all. I must have made the wrong decision. As I reflected on this decision, the maids dressed me up in black lingerie and dabbed my face with some light makeup before covering me up with a black robe.

“It's better than nothing. Besides, you're being traded for a symbiotic relationship with Greyhound. I'm sure you're aware of the current scarcity in Dunham. They'd help build and revitalise our kingdom with their abundant resources, while we offer our loyalty to them.” My mood switched from anger to surprise again. I stared at him blankly, “Wait, so you're selling me off as a slave, just to also place the entirety of Dunham into slavery too?” My father creased his brows, “What do you mean?” “Pledging your loyalty to another Lycan King is no different than slavery,” I answere curtly. He scoffed, “Heh. What do you know about these things? You are but a child.”

Lucius ‘Where is that little fucking tramp.’ My voice echoes up and down my huge entrance hall and down the corridors that lead off from this main room. ‘She is down in the basement with the slave girl.’ Miriam answers me quietly with her head bowed. Poor excuse for a Lycan as far as I’m concerned. The Goddess really did have it in for me, mating me to such a weak and pathetic creature. Her father’s money was the only reason I didn’t out right reject her instantly at the mating ceremony all those years ago. Her money and title could have bagged her anyone one she wanted as a chosen mate, but she was drawn to me through the bond and I have made the most of it ever since. She knows I play with

“I also heard they are very rare to find. Some Lycan kings died without ever finding their true mates and only mated other female to get an heir” “Atlas, the Lycan's only weakness” ... Conversations like these were all over the place and I listened with curiosity. I didn't notice that I had slowed down in my pace because of it. Tyler angrily grabbed my hand and pulled me along forcefully with a fake smile on his face so as not to look suspicious.

"The wolf princes, yes. There's a low chance. The moon goddess has paired them with almost anyone. Betas included." "But the Lycan prince?" She lifted a brow. "That's pretty much impossible." "Dominant Lycans don't get mated to just anyone," she continued. "And technically speaking, why should they?" "We need that stability," Annabelle added calmly. "That hierarchy. That bloodline has to remain pristine. It's sacred." "Exactly," Mirabelle agreed. "The goddess is wise. She wouldn't pair the future leader of the shifter world with someone whose bloodline could weaken his offspring."

He muttered, rubbing the side where the blow had landed against. “Stay away from her! You bloody bastard! I'll murder you if I catch you sneaking around Lazaro. I may be slow, you may be a hybrid, and you may be faster, but know this: I am a lycan, and she is my mate! I will not watch you this time, I promise.” I threatened, sure enough for my tone to carry finality in them, I could see he understood all I had said. and for a brief moment, his expression had cracked.

Myrrh’s mewls ended. Then his little beads of eyes came alive again. But this time around, they were beads of red. The pup was growling like a wild beast. “No!” Aeryl screamed, horrified. She looked at the prince, frantic for a solution. But…. His aura went flush into the growling pup…. His lycan essence was spilling into the little animal's body. Aeryl flung herself at the lycan prince, fists slamming into his chest.

“Baby, it’s a special day for us. I don’t want any bloodshed tonight. And most importantly, even though she is a weak, she is great at being a servant. Let’s punish her that way.” “Oh Rex, you are so kind… Okay, I agree to let her live. On one condition, I think there’s another way we can use her. And that’s the best. Let her be the serve Lycans as S*x slave. My father is going to the Lycan palace tomorrow for future cooperation between us, she could be one of the gifts… Or else she must die…” A shiver ran through my spine as I heard her. Death could be much better than what she suggested. Before, I could say something, I heard him say,

Selene’s gaze sharpens, slicing through me. “And now she has the Lycan King. Power beside power.” A slow smile creeps across her lips. “Do you finally understand your mistake?” I clench my fists so hard my nails cut skin. “I thought it was just a mate bond pull, Then tell me how to stop her.” Selene stops circling. Steps in front of me. Looks into my eyes with ancient, merciless calm. And speaks the prophecy like a verdict: “Your mate will rise above you unless you bind her again.”

"He's my mate. Do you still need love if our lives depend on each other?" "Mate?!" Ive repeated in surprise. "Are you kidding?" Cia looked displeased with Ive's words. "Have you ever seen me that intimate with a boy?" This all makes no sense. Morgan and Ive could clearly smell the woods in Zeno's proximity. They knew that the man was not an ordinary human, but they were very reluctant to ask Cia this. Never mind them, Cia is confused by the destiny that Hecate has given her. However, having a Lycan mate is not that bad. Zeno has a gentle demeanor and his gaze seems to drown Cia time and time again.