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he waved off my pleas like they meant nothing and I huffed as he rose to his feet With a gulp, I grabbed onto his leg and held him so dear to my chest. "Please, Lycan King! Have mercy on me." "Wait what?" He sounded shocked and I looked up at him teary eyed. "Y-You are the Lycan King of this City, right? Please let me go, I swear to never come here again. Also... If you could let me go with my mate-" "Your mate?" He asked again, sounding confused. "Who is your mate?"

He commanded as he walked to his bed and sat down, his eyes watching my every move. “Kneel on the broken pieces." He commanded, eyes blazing with fire and anger as he walked to his bed and sat down, his eyes watching my every move. My only crime was being human. Being human and daring to mate with the Lycan king in my continent. Not only have I been pushed into a world that I never knew existed up until last night, but I have also become his slave. A slave that he hated with every fiber of his existence.

Daria waited, holding her breath, for Ariana to continue so she would finally understand what was wrong. “Yesterday, when we came close to the gate of this place, I felt something in the air. It was strong, spicy, and alluring. I couldn’t get enough of it and all my body shouted to know to whom the scent belonged. I followed it inside, only to find the man standing in the office. There were two. Davis, who was with us for some time during the trip and then Daniel...” Other words got stuck in her throat. Ariana couldn’t continue her explanation, but she didn’t have to. From the first two sentences Daria already knew what was going on. Her daughter got a second chance, mate. It wasn’t unheard

~Astrid~ I felt something calling me, i didn’t know what it was that kept calling me but then i didn’t know what it was but i knew that the feeling was one that i couldn’t describe. “Oh my, did you see the Lycan King Dante? He looks like a statue that the moon goddess made herself.” “He doesn’t look like what we heard in stories as children, they said that Lycans were beasts that were merciless and ruthless but then he didn't look anything like that.”

This is definitely the most correct decision you have ever made. "Are you all crazy?" My father whispered angrily, "Do you think the Prince of Lyon will give up his partner?" Leon Logan is the one cursed by the witch, and only a mate can save him! Wherever we hid, the Prince of Lyons would send after us. Even the entire Moore family would be implicated! I ask you two women to think carefully about the consequences before deciding!"

“Let me guess, Lycan Enforcers?” “You guessed it. Charles created that treaty… about a year before he became king,” she smiled. “His mother was a witch.” My eyes widened. “What? I thought… Well, I thought lycans didn’t tend to… I don’t know. Mingle?” She lifted a shoulder. “The chances of two lycans finding their mate are the same as werewolves: one in a million. There are rules about how you handle finding your mate after you’ve committed yourself, but Charles’ father was a man who believed in finding as much happiness as he could… It certainly helped that his mate was murdered brutally.”

Dylan’s voice was cold as he ordered me to serve Stephanie. I wasn’t that girl anymore. I straightened my shoulders and met his gaze. Dylan leaned against his desk, arms crossed, a slow smirk stretching across his face. “Ah, Mima. My dear ex-mate.” My stomach churned at his voice. “You were so lucky,” he continued, pushing off the desk and strolling toward me. “To snag the Lycan King as your second mate, huh?” I rolled my eyes. “Get to the point.” His fingers brushed a lock of my hair. I jerked back, disgust twisting my face.

He chuckled, “I’m Thane Valtor, the Lycan King, your mother’s mate.” My jaw dropped to the ground as I stared at him. Holy fucking fuck!

“I'm a Lycan king and the Lycan Kings are aggressive and cruel, Mother!” Crossing her arms she gave me a sympathetic look. “Then you will learn how to be kind and passionate or lose your mate,” she stated simply causing me to furrow my brow at her being so blunt.

“Is she your…” “She's my mate,” the King said without hesitation. I kept my eyes shut tight, even though I badly wanted to see Zane’s face. Mate?! Is that what he just said? I felt my nerves ignite and my heart skipped a few beats. I was… I was his MATE? The mate of the LYCAN KING? Does this mean…has the Moon Goddess given me a second chance? My pulse quickened but I had to calm down. I couldn’t let him know I was listening. I controlled my breathing, still pretending to be unconscious, even when I felt Zane pick up my hand and cradle it in his.