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I bit out, and immediately regretted the harshness in my tone. The prince didn’t look at me, although I saw the stiffness in his shoulders. “It’s not like that,” he replied. “My father, the Lycan King, is turning sixty soon—which means that the succession battle will be held at his banquet. He will officially retire and my brothers and I are meant to battle for the crown.” “I hardly see what this has to do with me.” “Well maybe if you would let me finish,” Neil retorted, then cleared his throat and lowered his voice. “What I mean to say is that a Lycan prince cannot participate in the succession battle unless he has a female companion in attendance; a future queen.”

She still had servants around her who, despite their different kinds and races, did not despise the Queen; she became their immediate helper in disguise instead. “This is what was revealed to us,” Ida said. “The last royal blood prince of the lycans will return to bring peace and harmony again between the Lycans and the Witches, as well as every other realm and kingdom that had been suffering over these years in the hands of the lycans.” The lycans in favor of King Borasco made an uproar that what the fae was saying was a lie. “My King, please do not believe this fae,” Alpha Yelmadz interrupted. “They are using magic to fool us. We cannot be sure if what she just showed us a while ago was re

I want to take it slow, despite my beast’s eagerness to have our mark on her. The crowd started to bare their necks in submission to me one after the other until every single one of them had their necks to me. The mating of a lycan prince carried so much power than the crowd could withstand. I saw her gullet move as she swallowed, and using my thumb, I massaged the area gently. She quivered under my touch, partly with excitement and partly with fear, radiating more innocence than I noticed in the past. I pulled her roughly to me and bent forward, breathing her in first.

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

Unlike lycans, any were-animal with wings need to be shirtless to prevent its wings from getting stuck in the sleeves. Prince Andre got to the compound well after midnight again and from a tree, he watched as women got raped. He scanned the area for any sign of prince Mano before mind linking his mother, ‘Let queen Lana know that there is still no sign of prince Mano and that her husband and sons have not arrived yet.’ ‘What do you think you are doing? You should have taken our flock with you!’ Queen Amirah mind linked him back furious. ‘Why should our flog be in danger for the lycans?’ Prince Andre mind linked her back before falling to the ground, the noise from the gunshot still ringing

the prince use his hair to lift about a hundred lycan warriors by their necks and choked them till they became lifeless. Suddenly, seven ripped lycan men flew to the battlefield and started killing many of the vampires like they were chickens. At a point, many vampires turned to flee but the Lycans chased after them. The lycan king and the prince had flown away from the battlefield into the woods where they both cut down several trees with their extremely sharp claws and created more space for the ultimate showdown between them. The lycan king had retained his human form and had the golden whip in hand.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to steady myself despite the fear coursing through my veins. His red eyes were still fixed on me, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of apprehension and curiosity about this mysterious prince. "Reject the engagement," he repeated, his voice firm and unyielding. "Why should I?" I managed to say, my voice trembling slightly. "Why should I do what you say?" A sinister smile spread across his face, revealing his sharp fangs. "Because I am the next lycan king, and what I say goes. You don't have a choice."

"They are systematically slaughtering every female in the lower tiers." I freeze. "Targeting us? Why?" "They know about the transition," she whispers, terror wide in her eyes. "The Prince is in the deep vault, turning into a Lycan. He needs a human Anchor to pull his mind back before the beast takes over." The Matron’s words "you become the prey" echo in my head. "They want to strip him of his options," I realize, my stomach turning to ice. "They aren't just trying to kill Lucien. They are killing every potential match so his mind burns itself out."

He pull me to himself them draw me closer with the other hand. I feel very lost in his grip and I closed my eyes to savour the moment. My hands involuntarily wrapped around his neck. I want him. I lean over him , my body offering and submissive but what occurs next makes me astonished. All of a sudden Lycan pull me off the floor and take a leap from the Cliff of the cave. He descended at once down to the foot where he didn't placed me down but apply his speed which couldn't be compare to any other.

he asked. "Well, if we take his mate and threaten to hurt her, the Lycan Prince will come running to her rescue," the man explained. "Then, we'll have him right where we want him." The other men nodded in agreement, but the leader looked hesitant. He didn't like the idea of hurting an innocent wolf, even if it meant capturing the Lycan Prince. "We can't just take her like that," he said, his voice firm. "We have to be careful. The Lycan King is already angry enough. We don't want to make things worse."