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Seeing that the lycan wasn’t growling at him again, he figured out that the lycan could see the sense in his words. “Alpha, your mate isn’t a shifter like us and neither is she a supernatural being but a human,” he pointed out. “This means that she is oblivious to our world and you meeting her in this form will for sure scare her.” Lance didn’t know what the moon goddess was thinking, when he paired the most powerful lycan to an ordinary human and not even a strong one but a really weak one. Even though Arthur didn’t say anything, he knew that the Alpha also had the same thought and it was an insult to him to be paired with a human; something that had never happened before.

We both know why. ‘I think old age is making you talk nonsense, Kael.’ ‘You aren’t denying it,’ he chuckled, his tone teasing. ‘You’ve imagined this human girl as your lover both times.’ I cut the link. He was being annoying. I glanced back at Seraphina. The thought of her as my lover didn't feel repulsive,she was my mate, after all. But then again, she was still human. I continued my meal, hoping fate would find a way to make this path easier for me.

"And let me tell you, Cyra is terrifying. In the best way." "Cyra," Modern Vespera mused. She looked down the table at Cyprian. "So in your world, my husband is a woman?" "A gorgeous, six-foot-tall woman in a power suit who carries a katana," Vesper confirmed with a dreamy sigh. Cyprian choked on his scotch. "He's a good Wolf," Fantasy Vespera said softly, looking at Cyprian. "In my world, he is a Shadow Knight. He bound his soul to mine."

Candice shrugged her shoulders naively, “…a bit of fun wouldn’t be a problem between you two since you’re not blood-related to each other anyway...” Cyrill and Rozelyn looked at her and she awkwardly and silently just walked away. Candice gave Rozelyn a look one last time and hoisted her right thumb in a “like” gesture to her. Rozelyn apparently just rolled her eyes and sauntered towards Cyrill, who was splashing and playing with the waters from the fountain with his duplicated Elemental abilities from Vesta Smythe. “Ehem…” Rozelyn cleared her throat as a signal to him. Cyrill’s body was still in the opposite direction and didn’t seem to heed Rozelyn—didn’t even seem to pay attention to her

Let's send them a message, right? Cyran looks at me like I'm crazy. 'Do you even know where they are?' 'Ryon would have a good idea…' 'Saelyna, I love our friends as much as you do, but do you really think turning back now is exactly the best thing to do?' There is something about the softness in his voice that makes me want to scream. 'We are not turning back! They have to know we are okay, and same with us, you know.' Cyran gets to his feet. He suddenly looks taller, stronger, harder. His hair is shoulder length now, and he has not bothered tying it up. Perhaps it's what makes him look this…elven.

They know my thoughts, and see it too. “So, how come you were at the right place at the right time?” I ask, “and thank you for saving Luna Maddison. That was a huge favor.” “They know Druida and Angel. And Lucas it seems.” Maddie says, seemingly intrigued herself. “This is a long story,” Cian says, looking at his sister. She nods, indicating the room and smiling. “But let's start at the beginning; I am not going to follow in my father’s steps and be a narcissistic asshole. Nor am I going to be evil. My mate..” Alora clears her throat, and Cian rolls his eyes. “Lucas and my mate will never let me live it down if I did. She would reject my ass faster than my wings can fly me to hell and back a

If I've learnt anything during my time in this world, it's the importance of remaining alert. I glanced at them and inquired warily, “Who are you?” “I’m Lyra, your maid,” the auburn haired girl replied, her tone friendly. “And this is Kira, my friend. She's just curious about you.” Oookay, “I'm Reena.” “We know, Lunar.” “Lunar?” I echoed. "Yes, your Highness. You are going to be the lycan's bride," Lyra responded. Oh! Well, I don't think I'll stick around until then. I just hope my service ends soon.

Just then, someone beside her gasped, breaking the silence. “The three lycan princes!” Suddenly, something shifted within Lydia, as if she had been expecting this moment. A voice in her mind, Circe, stirred to life. “MATE,” it exclaimed, resonating with a deep longing. The aroma intensified; it was a blend of hot coffee and honey. She recognized that the scent was coming from the man in front. Without thinking, she began to walk toward him, feeling the pull of her instincts. Circe hadn’t failed her; she felt drawn to hug him and plant kisses on his cheek. But before she could reach him, the prince walked past her and scooped up Thalia in his arms. Thalia giggled as he brought her down, his b

I could feel the war inside him—the way his body was responding even as his mind fought it. Connor was a known playboy. The kind of man who could charm a woman out of her panties in under five minutes and forget her name by morning. If I weren’t his best friend, he would’ve had me bent over this couch months ago. So why the hell was he resisting me now?

He slides to a stop and lies on the ground as Yasmine's pained voice whispers once again, "Talk to me..." I vaguely sense Kai walking up to where we are now lying, and he stands protectively close. I then do it again. I just chatter, allowing the sound, tone and mental touch of my voice to lessen the pain that is going through her once more. However, this time it is much more intense, and I realise that she is shifting not to human from Zelda but from her Lycans wolf to her panther. It is the only explanation for how much pain she is sending down the link.