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“You are a Lycan, and a king at that. You are far stronger and faster than they will be and you wouldn’t obtain much injury if they managed to touch you, but my witches, a physical fight against a wolf, they’re odds are no greater than a human.” He looked at me apologetically and took a deep breath before he spoke again. “Fine. I will help you with your stray problem, but once I do this for you, I’m gonna need to be met in the middle. So far, I am offering more than you’re willing to give.” “I agree, Lycan king. Once you’ve finished this task, we will discuss what we could contribute for you.” Her words seemed to satisfy him for now. She briefed him on the areas they were spotted and everyth

Yulli adjusted her posture in the chair, letting out a slight groan as she crossed her hands over the table. “Because the sect has reached them, Sorceress. Their families and companions are being taken by force by the sect’s army, without the chance to fight or choose a side. Now is the ideal moment to invite them to protect themselves and retaliate—to have a leader who guarantees their safety and that of their families!” the Lycan King replied, the power in his voice making the room vibrate with the aura of his supreme strength.

Her eyes glistened, but she did not look away. “I will not be your mistress, Lucian. If you want me, then you must accept all of me. Flaws and strengths.” The bond screamed inside me. The beast howled in protest. But I had made my choice long ago. I would not drag her into my curse. I met her gaze, forcing my voice to remain steady. “I, Lucian Blackthorn, Lycan King of the Lycan Kingdom, hereby accept your rejection.” The words hung in the air between us.

The man peeled off his sunglasses, revealing a moon tattoo just under his left eye. Gasps exploded in the air. They knew who this man was. A messenger of the Lycan King. My legs wobbled this time. The reality of it all was slowly starting to hit. My parents were dead. And the Lycan King was here for one thing only. “The Lycan King offers his condolences,” The man announced. “He sends his gifts and wishes the Lion heart pack well. He has also sent us to retrieve his promised bride. The daughter of your dead Alpha promised him.”

I could see the astonishment in his eyes as a result of my words. Nonetheless, regardless of how alluring I seemed to be, I struggled to immediately attain my objectives since his countenance quickly became serious and I was now lying on my back as he towered over me. After that, he totally removed his tattered robe. “I don’t beg. I don’t seek forgiveness. I’m the Lycan King,” he stated forcefully, "I kneel before you not because I want to offer you pleasure but because I want to see your troubled face."

The meeting resumed, with the King asking, "You want my protection, you say. But what will I receive in return for my protection?" Alpha Gareth offered, "The best resources our pack has to offer—the rich hunting forests. It's why we need your protection." The King raised an eyebrow. "I am the Lycan King. My kingdom already possesses twice the resources you offer. You'll have to do better than that."

I could feel my heart beat rapidly as I was trying to make sense of what the Lycan King was up to. "I want you as my Luna, my mate, and my queen," the Lycan King declares, his voice echoing through the hall and my eyes widened as the glass of wine fell from my hand. "Will you accept my offer, Aurora?”

"He needs to know what his son did to you." My heart pounded as I made my way to the king's study, The guards stationed outside straightened as I approached. "I'm here for the evening cleaning," I managed to say, holding up my supplies. They exchanged glances but stepped aside. The Lycan King sat at his desk, papers spread before him. He looked up as I entered. "Your Majesty." I set down my cleaning supplies and knelt. "Please forgive my interruption, but I must speak with you about Prince Lucas."

At first Eden was just in front of me but I paused to listen to a small pack talking about the Lycan king Arnou and Eden ended up ahead of me. "He's the youngest lycan king we've ever had and apparently he has no mate yet." A teenage girl said. She stood with her pack of friends close to the refreshment table. "I heard he came to look for his mate this time. Thats why I wore this forest green dress. It makes my tits look good and I heard he loves green" Her friend replied giggling. "Yeah I don't think it works like that, my pa told me lycans don't get fated mates, they are special in the

“And here you are again, asking for more help. Every time I help you, it spells trouble. Honestly, there’s nothing you can offer me anymore. I’m sick of your wide pussy.” Lyka’s face burned with humiliation and anger, but she forced herself to stay calm. She walked over to the bed, sat down, and crossed her legs. “What if I told you I have something more valuable than my body? Something that could actually help you.” Ryan raised an eyebrow. “What do you know?” Lyka took a deep breath. “The Lycan King has started investigating the Silver Clan pack. You know… Myra’s mother’s pack. The one you overthrew.”