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We searched their pockets till we found the keys. I took the keys in my hand and tried them on the padlock till I found the right one. As the door swung open, I could see the lycan king lying inside. His huge form was barely recognizable beneath the layers of dirt on his body. He was weak. His breathing was shallow. His eyes landed on me "Who are you?" "I'm Mia's friend. We're here to help you, your highness" He looked a bit skeptical but when he realized we meant no harm, his expression softened. I mean, what harm could three girls do to a man as formidable as him?

You should leave, Priya’. ‘Even though he is freaking handsome and is our mate, we should not forget that he is the Lycan King’. ‘He is brutal and could kill us any second if he wanted. Didn't you see how he killed those werewolves?’. Lara said to me. She was right, but how am I supposed to tell her that I could not move a single leg muscle because I was shaking from fear? Besides, the Lycan King was able to find me easily. How sure am I that he wouldn't find me again if I left?

SANDY: Why did the Lycan King come here? I did not know at all and I did not have any desire to know. He left me and chose Lady Beatrice so I am assuming that he did not care about me. At all. But nevertheless, finding me here without anyone aiding him was something worthy. The Lycan King was all alone. In this stinky alley. Without any bodyguards. Or maybe it was hiding, waiting for the right opportunity to strike if someone attempted to harm him.

She pulled open the door, leading me outside, but our steps faltered when we saw the Lycan king standing in the hallway, an entourage of soldiers around him. His eyes, piercing and cold, fixed on us, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. My mother's grip on my hands tightened, her nails digging into my skin as she pulled me closer to her. "No!... " My mother gasped out in horror, her legs suddenly failing her. I grabbed her before she hit the ground, making her stay upright as I met the Lycan kings gaze. His yellow eyes were glowing, his dominating aura radiating off him in waves. A shudder went through me and it felt like all the air had been sucked out of the hallway. Without breaking eye

My mum lies across the road in a pool of blood. My heart races unevenly. As I look up, I see three figures marching toward me— And damn. It is him. My eyes are not deceiving me. There, the Lycan King stands.

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.

Aelindra shouted, her voice sharp. Drevon seized his blade, blood dripping from his wounded arm. He approached the fallen king, his heart pounding. The king glared up at him, his glowing eyes filled with defiance even in his final moments. “You will never break the Lycans,” the king said, his voice a low growl. “Our spirit cannot be extinguished.” Drevon hesitated for the briefest of moments, then drove his blade into the king’s chest. The Lycan let out a final, ear-splitting roar, the sound filled with pain and fury. His massive body shuddered, then fell still.

I buried my face in my chest Maybe we should check, let's rip her clothes off to see if she's hiding a tail somewhere,” she ordered. I prayed fervently, hoping someone would come to my aid. “That's enough “ a deep voice cuts through the room. It was Wesley Blackwood, the Lycan king, the most feared monster among all kinds. “I mean, no one dares lay a hand on her,” he commanded. His steps were heavy as he walked towards us. My heart almost jumped out of my throat when I saw him emerge from the shadows.

I got into the best defensive stance I could muster as the wolves began to attack me. Piercing pain shot up my arms and legs from the bites of the rogues’ sharp teeth. A loud snarl echoed in the clearing making the rogues and myself look around. That was when I saw it. Red glowing eyes, razor sharp teeth, and a massive black wolf on two legs. I’d never seen a Lycan before but there was no mistaking who the Lycan was. It was the King. As soon as he took a step further into the clearing, his eyes met mine and in an instant I was met with darkness.

-HER- I couldn't get the encounter out of my head. I made my way home through the pitch-black, icy forest with my thumping heart and my worried snow leopard, Dal. Though I was most perplexed by the Lycan King's unexpected and odd hourly arrival in Zeifa. He must have been called here for a very important reason. I tried my best to block out his thoughts. I didn't want to be paired with the vicious monster that he was. He was a lycan, the King of Lycans, not even a werewolf. They had a reputation for being brutal and cold.