Betrayed And Claimed By The Lycan King นิยาย & เรื่องราว

As the darkness of his gaze swallowed me whole, I realized that the girl who was rejected by the pack was about to become the woman who rules them all. Liam didn't just throw away a mutt; he threw away a queen. The Lycan King’s grip tightened, his eyes flashing with a possessive hunger that told me he was never letting go. "Mine," he whispered. And for the first time in twenty-one years, I believed it.

A lot of destruction has already been caused and they don't want to cause it further. Lycan King taps his shoes on the floor, waiting for his mate to step down and bring her to his house so he can finally claim her. He could have done the same thing back at his house in the afternoon, but he didn't because he wanted to take her with him in front of her parents to show her that she now has no one to look to except him and that now she has no nowhere to run.

" But you don't have to fear. You don't have any wolf so there's nothing to steal." My body went rigid, from his snide remarks and what I just heard. Horror washing over me. No. I had trusted him . Again, I was betrayed. The Lycan King leaned in closer, his stone dripping with cruelty. " You're nothing more than a transaction to people like him. And as for me, well...," he straightened, glancing at the guards." I don't need to dirty my pack with filth like him." In one swift motion, he unsheathed a sword that gleamed in the darkness. The glint in his eyes made me shiver.

Scraping my knee. I didn't say anything. Keeping it all in. " Now that you are all here. I would like to make a declaration." " This girl......" Stepping closer to me, he tugs up the rope, making a searing pain hit my arm sockets. My hands, lock above my head. Our eyes met, and his next words made the first tear literally slide down my cheeks. My stupid heart that learned to beat for this man, shatters. " This second hence, I declare, her as the bondwoman of me, the Lycan King."

All I want is someone who could keep me. "Just keep me, Sebastian. I will do your tidings. I will be your slave. Just save me from the wicked claws of the Lycan king,", I pleaded again. "I can't do that without knowing why you don't want to go with him. You keep confusing me by every line you say," he snapped and I held his leg more tightly. "I was bought by the Lycan king who is known to be ruthless, and also keeps a pleasure squad of women for himself," I lamented.

“Durmas is spreading the truth as we speak. Your crimes, your betrayal, your desperate hunger for power—it’s all coming to light.” She laughed, but it was forced. “You think this changes anything? You think they will side with you?” I straightened. “I don’t need them to. I am the Lycan King. You are a traitor. And now, you’re nothing but a prisoner. By the combined power of my lycan ancestors, you shall be defeated under my watch.” Her eyes darkened with rage, despite that she was scared of my last words. “You’ll regret this, Kane.”

“But after he passed, they rigged the succession. Said I was too weak, not fit to lead. They stripped me of my title, my name, everything. I wasn’t even allowed to mourn him properly.” My lips trembled. “I was sent to work in the kitchens, in the same house I used to call home. And when I finally ran away, I thought maybe the Moon Goddess would guide me somewhere better.” Silence. Then he stood. “I’m the Lycan King,” he said, voice clear, like a command. I froze again. “I knew it,” I breathed. “You weren’t just a stranger…” He nodded. “I don’t usually deal with things personally. But that night… something made me come out. Something made me help you.”

Our lands were plundered, and the neighbours won’t accept us back into the pack unless we present something valuable. We travel through the night. In the early hours of the morning, we enter another city. That’s where I met Layla. She asks about my identity, and when I open up, she reveals bitter but essential information. The Lycan King visited their city weeks ago and is still in the vicinity. She also confirms the rumour I had doubted—that I, the daughter of the traitor who tried to overthrow the emperor, am the fated mate of the Lycan King.

As if I was bewitched, I couldn't take my eyes off him. That foolish lying-on-ground fellow tried to get up. But he was only getting trapped more and more. As if the earth was betraying him, dragging him in the reach of the demon. That scene caught my interest. I could sense he was a Lycan king. Still, his powers were beyond imagination.

Joe gets up and cut a thick piece of meat and handing it to me. "Why are you guys out here? What pack do you guys belong to?" I ask before taking a bite of the juicy meat. "We don't have a pack anymore," Adrian says joining the conversation. "What do you mean?" I ask a bit confused. "This may sound crazy, but the lycan king took our land. They killed our beta and is probably torturing and killing the alpha as we speak." Hearing him say that, caused me to choke on the piece of meat I tried to swallow. Joe gives me a couple of pats on the back, stopping me from coughing.