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She didn't look heartbroken—she looked disgusted that a cockroach had stepped onto her property. "I knew you were pathetic, Ravenna," Freya said, her voice dropping to a dangerous, icy whisper as she stepped into the room. "But this? Crawling into the Lycan King's cousin's penthouse because your own arranged mate threw you out like trash?" Xavier stepped into the room behind her, his expression hardening as he tried to place himself between us. "Freya, drop it. Go downstairs."

Locked them away. Sweat slid down my neck. My breathing steadied. Minutes passed. Or hours. I did not know. A voice outside the door made my eyes snap open. “Prepare Prince Lior.” Another voice answered. “The carriage to the Tyrant Emperor leaves at dawn.” Silence. I stared toward the door. Then slowly… I smiled. Cold. Sharp. Terrifying. “Ragnar,” I murmured. The Blood Tyrant. The monster emperor. The man this body had feared so much he chose death.

His voice was calm, but it was laced with a cold, underlying anger. ​Alan immediately backed away, smart enough not to provoke the Tyrant any longer. ​I felt a twisted sense of satisfaction seeing his face turn colder once we were alone. ​“If you're going to seduce every man in the room like the little slut you are, try not to be too obvious about it,” he whispered without hesitation. ​My smile vanished. I stomped my stiletto heel hard onto his polished dress shoe. ​He let out a soft groan but managed to keep his composure, though his jaw clenched tight. I stood so close to him I could feel his hot breath fan against my face. To an outsider, it looked like an intimate moment between lovers.

He smirked "You'll make sure you get pregnant or you’re of no use to me.” My goodness. He was actually serious. If I got pregnant, he would pay me off and take the child away. And if I didn’t, he was going to kill me. Alastair was worse than a monster. "You're insane." My voice rose, panic clawing at my throat. "I won't do any of this. You can’t make me!” "I can." He pushed off the dresser, moving toward me again. "I'm the Lycan King. I can do whatever I want."

He couldn't control his stupid emotions and took it out on poor me. How did he become the head of beasts with that short fuse waiting to be tapped in? Gods, I hated him. Bile rose to my mouth at that, but it was a fact. Before I could further my cussing, I began to hear voices in my head that didn't belong to me. ‘She’s a human and unfit to rule the Lycan kingdom as the Luna!’ I jumped off the chair in fear, my eyes glanced around the room, looking for whose voice I heard, but I found no one. Thinking it was my mind playing tricks on me, I waved it off.

"Unbelieve! I was wondering how our Lykan Emperor suddenly found a true mate at such an opportune moment. It turns out this is the truth of the matter!" "What a heinous female! I say torture and skin her alive! Scorch and cut her limbs apart to teach her a lesson. Then see if anyone dares to play such a trick on our Emperor in the future!" As the crowd grew louder and louder, vile and insidious means of torture and abuse rang out causing Haily and Eradine to tremble in excitement. As if they could already see Yusria's end, their eyes gleamed with maleficent, sinister light and they smiled in delight.

He looked away nervously as he thought of a way to go after Natasha. Just then, baby Junior was brought in by Alex's mother who had arrived at the Mansion that morning. She exchanged pleasantries with everyone in the room and he stood up immediately and carried baby Junior away from her. "Big boy," he called with a smile. "He can actually stand and walk on his own," Adrian said to him. "Oh..wow..um..," he muttered, making the baby stand on his feet. The baby tried to run away and he grabbed hold of him and began to play with him. He felt pity for the child at the moment and as he looked deeply into his face, he reminded him so much of Alex.

I nodded. He knocked the door. “Good. I don’t wanna see you for the rest of the semester.” He opened the door and exited. I cowered into one of the cubicles to clean up. Well, Tyrith, this was the lowest you could get. Fuck Lucian and his amazing d… *** Turned out I was wrong. This was me at my lowest. This time, I was the one who seduced the tyrant. How low could you go, Tyrith? You have done it this time. You have lost your fucking mine. Good sex or not, you crossed the line.

funny since he finally met the Alpha whose brain has been reduced to that of a child. "Mum! His name is Tybalt. He said he's the next Alpha of the pack and he helped me pick flowers. He's a good man mum." Zachary piped. "Keep it down Zachary or I do it for you." I warned and he went silent. Tybalt chuckled. "I can't believe this is what my dear brother has been reduced to, controlled by a woman who looks like a termite beside him." Tybalt spat. "Of course. No thanks to you." I spat back. He chuckled again, this time, even more darkly. "It's really sad. I never intended for this to happen. All I wanted was an escape but I've always known the moon goddess was on my side and not on the side of