Lucerys X Aemond Novels & Stories

Jared questioned her. “Princess Amelia is not my mate but didn't you confirm on your own that day that she is my mate?” Jared asked Larya. Larya was a powerful sorceress, who had been working for Jared and his pack for years. It was also her, who confirmed it to Jared that he had found his mate after Jared sensed his mate in Amelia the very second she came in front of him in a werewolf packs gathering. “I lied. Princess Amelia is not your mate,” Larya uttered while keeping her eyes grounded.

There, one of the Frostbite Pack elders and the Lycan king awaited us. My father, who was already waiting for me by the door, didn’t hesitate to take my hand in his arm as he led me down the aisle. He didn’t bother hiding his relief at finding a potential buyer; I suppose he’s just as eager as the others to send me away. When we reached the end of the aisle, I stood in front of Logan as the elder instructed us to repeat after him. I said, “I, Lyra Darko of the Frostbite pack, accept King Logan as my chosen mate,” which I did. The king was then asked to do the same, saying, “I, King Logan of the Stormbringer Pack, accept Lyra Darko of the Frostbite pack as my chosen mate,” and to mark each ot

The pearly white petals dotting the dirt beneath her as she walks barefoot across the threshold without a look back. She stands, arms out wide, chin tilted up for the Lycan King to look over and decide what to do with her. It is short and depressing, watching as the doors creak, the gears whirring as it closes at an excruciatingly slow rate. Luna Amy breaks into a sob as she holds her hand over her mouth, trying to be quiet. The doors thud together; the metal clacking and clicking into place; shuttering our view. Now the only thing to do is wait to hear if the offering is accepted.

Emily was next to Ethan, smaller than both of them but grinning when she saw me. "Mira," my father said, opening his arms. "You look well." I let him embrace me. He smelled of pine and old leather. Like home, if home hadn't been a place where obedience was the price of belonging. "You didn't tell me you were coming so soon," I said, pulling back. "Emily gave us the news, and I saw no reason to delay." His expression was warm. His tone was not. "We wanted to express our support to the Lycan King — and to you, of course. This business with the former Luna must be... complicated."

“Hey, Lucifer, this is my mate, Amara.” Amara waves, “Hi, it’s nice to meet you, Lucifer.” He nods, “It’s a pleasure to meet you as well, Amara.” Bree clings to my arm as Lucifer leads us to his throne room and ushers me towards what looks like a female’s throne. The throne is surprisingly stunning, with brass inlays wrapped around the glass structure. The central part is covered in plush cream-colored pillows. I look at Lucifer from the corner of my eyes and snicker. Lucifer gives me a sly grin. “My queen deserves her own throne.”

Artemis The cruel side of mine wasn't hidden from the world. I always tried to be generous to my people but when it comes to traitor, disloyal and cheater I will not show any mercy to them. Past few day's events, messed up emotions and so much pressure on my head, I was going crazy. I was in need of a release and torturing Elias to death gave me peace, yes I'm a maniac.

Adrian asks and points in the direction of the terrified Omega? "Aye," Monty answers. My mate dresses and finally turns around to face his people. Bryce walks up to him, takes his wrist, and raises Adrian’s arm into the air. “All hail the king!” “All hail the king,” the Lycans behind Adrian starts chanting. “All hail the king!” One by one, the warriors get to their feet and join in. Slowly but surely, the chant shifts to “Long live the king,” the voices of the wolves rises up into the air and carries across the land.

The king of the Lycans, who is known to have conquered many lands and women, is proclaiming his love to an ordinary mage woman? Is he perhaps devising some revenge plans against me? Maybe he's like Queen Marinella who sees my return to Dunkerson as a threat to the kingdom? "You are everything to me, Serra. My past, my present, and my future," he adds. Nevermind, I think. I can test this love he is professing later on and see what it’s worth. "I want to be yours as well, Gideon," I say, closing my eyes to have him think as if I am enjoying the warmth of his embrace. “Let’s have the renewal of vows tomorrow.”

His voice held a tinge of urgency as he asked, "Azure, who is that man? He looks creepy,” My voice caught in my throat as I struggled to find the words, my gaze fixed on Devin's menacing form. "That's Devin, Lycan King," I managed to utter, my voice laced with a mixture of disbelief and resignation. "He's the leader of the Eirian." The gravity of the situation settled upon us like a heavy shroud, weighing down our hearts with worry and trepidation. As we stood there, a united front against the encroaching danger, our expressions mirrored the gravity of the situation.

She even laughed. “Oh, silly, Aldrich!’ she sang, “you are not going to be with Lily.” Confused, I asked why not. Emily giggled, picking a piece of lavender from the grass. “You see this, Al? The stem and the purple part are attached forever– the purple won’t grow without the green,” she said confidently, then placed the lavender in my lap. I looked down at it, puzzled. “I am the green and you are the purple. We are supposed to be together forever.”