Claimed By The Lycan King
Sully Raffadored by my ruthless alphathe omega he rejected, the white wolf he cravesi am the omega and the alphaclaiming slave omega as my luna
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.