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“The Lycan king will be here by noon, and the presence of everyone is needed downstairs. The order insists we all welcome him in the next 20 minutes." The person said and then I recognized the voice, it was the head maid. As luck would have it, she didn't come in, she only spoke from the door. I cleared my throat, attempting to steady my voice. "I'll be there shortly," I managed to reply, my voice strained. This was the first time I'll be meeting someone so powerful especially the Lycan king, so I would try my best to look presentable. His reputation for being extremely cruel and vicious was well-known across the entire kingdom. People had heard many stories about his lack of mercy or kindne

The dawn was just breaking over the Blackstone Pack’s grounds, casting long shadows across the assembled crowd in the courtyard. The elders of the Lycan Council, each draped in ceremonial robes that bore the insignia of their rank, stood alongside King Alaric. The Lycan King’s presence alone cast an aura of solemn authority, his silver gaze steely and unyielding. Kane stood by his father’s side, his own expression unreadable yet tense, his protective stance making it clear that his support lay with Lyra.

She turns me around, slides her hand on my cheek and whispers. “Don’t give up yet, Izzy. I contacted the new Lycan King. He is coming Izzy, he is coming to save us… Please hold on just a little longer…” My heart seems to miss a beat and something stirs within my head when Kyria mentions the new Lycan King and that he is coming, but I don’t think I have that long left within me. Kyria snaps her head toward the door, leans over and gives me a soft kiss on the forehead before turning me back around and then she disappears. My heart sinks as I hear his voice.

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.

the oldest of the bunch had a fascinating Irish accent, "you're here to do something about that, matey?" "No…matey," I groaned, "I want to bestow on you the privilege to be my servant." An awkward silence pervaded the air, and suddenly, like clockwork, they all burst out laughing at the exact same time. "Who are you, lad?" the girl asked in the same accent as the oldest. "I am going to be the Lycan-King." Another bout of laughter. "Do me a favor and kill this joker," he ordered. "Good," I chuckled, "I like having the oldest and strongest as my servant, it would have been a shame to kill you."

But even as I spoke the words, a small, nagging voice whispered in the back of my mind. What if she had finally escaped for good? I shook my head, refusing to entertain the thought. Lyra has no freedom of her own, and I would bring her back. No matter the cost. A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. “Come in,” I barked. Beta Markus entered. “Alpha,” he began, “I have an urgent message from the Lycan King.” “What does he want?” I asked as I straightened in my chair. “He’s requested an audience with you,” he said.

He replied, continuing to walk. “Is King Marcelo going to be gracing us with his presence this year?” Jason asked the king. “Well. We are not certain. He never responded to the letter,” the King replied. The Lycan King? Did they invite him? The cold-blooded killer was invited to the convention? I wondered, following behind. If at all the Lycan will be here, I made a note to make sure that I avoid them at all costs. They were ruthless and dominant.

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There is nothing but silence for several minutes as he smokes his cigarette. I bite my lip, looking over at Cayden. The pack must have fallen on hard times, because it’s not like him to want to take a job serving the Lycans. The Cayden I knew back home never would have stooped so low. “It was the Lycan King,” I blurt out suddenly, causing Cayden to drop his half-finished cigarette into the snow. He looks over at me with wide eyes. “The Lycan King kidnapped you?” I nod. Cayden jumps up and starts pacing back and forth.

Dylan clenched out as he glared at the king, he moved past his soldiers and stood right in front of the Lycan king, "I am here to take her, with or without your permission" "Alpha of the Blood Moon pack, I can now confirm your bravery and audacious attitude" the Lycan king replied, and before I could blink, Dylan lunged at him and dwelt him a few blows "Dylan, stop it" I yelled, afraid that this might start a war and he would ruin the alliance that I was trying to build with the Lycans The Lycan king's men bared their teeth and advanced but stood when the Lycan king waved them off