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When he spoke, his words were not only for the present, but for the future. “The Guardians always watch. We care nothing for bloodlines, but only for who can bear the weight of the crown.” His gaze swept the room, every eye fixed on him. “In our sight, Nyra is not only the king’s mate. She is the Luna of the Lycán Empire. And we will kneel to her, if need be.”

He stepped closer instead, his eyes glowing like molten emeralds. “You and your kind deserve no mercy,” he said coldly. “You wolves have been a thorn in the flesh of every lycan. Today, that ends. You found our hideout and cost me two of my brothers. I know your name—and I know exactly what you are. And when I’m done with you, you’ll curse the day you became my mate.” His words froze the air in my lungs. “Take her away!” he commanded. Hands gripped my arms and dragged me backward, my heart hammering as I stared at him in disbelief.

It wasn't a nice smile. "You smell like Shadowmoon Pack," he said. "And blood. And rage." His smile widened. "Mostly rage." "Good," I said. My voice came out steady. "I plan to use it." He let out a dark laugh, a sound that should have scared me. "Do you know who I am, little wolf?" "No." "I'm Lycan King. Alpha of the Northern Territories." He took a step closer. "I've killed more wolves than you've probably met. I've destroyed packs that crossed me. People call me a monster."

Her breath caught. “Carol.” He lifted his head, voice cold and final. “I, Leonard Blackthorne, the Lycan King of the Lycan Kingdom, reject you as my mate and my Luna. May the Moon Goddess bear witness to your betrayal and to my heartache. We are done.”

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} Luca Marino Every fucking thing I did were necessary evils. As a Lycan King and mafia lord, I was used to that principle. Over the years, that exact mantra led me to the top. Drunk Serena had accused that I was mean. But, she didn’t know of my world just yet. This is why I had come up with a deal to keep her around. Since she was my mate, I had to keep her around to be complete. Oh, so holy.

I asked the Lycan Wolf and she sighed, "That is exactly what I'm trying to figure out. Why are you in Addy's body?" I bit my lower lip in confusion as I kept trying to connect the scattered puzzle pieces. "Only one person can give an answer to this." She said and I raised a brow. "Who?" "The Pack's oldest witch." I blinked at the discovery, so the Lycans had a witch in their pack? "But, who is Adeline in this pack?" I asked again. "Adeline is the Luna of this pack, Alpha Reign's wife and mate." Another gasp left my lips at those words from her. Of all the people I could have woken up in their body, it had to be the Alpha King's Mate?

“And that means she’s ours to protect, too.” The tension eases, but the fire in my chest doesn’t cool. Naia may not fully understand the depth of what it means to be my mate, but I’ll show her. And anyone who dares to threaten her will face the full force of the Lycan King. Even if it is another Lycan king.

He asked casually, ignoring the man's jab. "Because she knows him!" Milan seemed to think on it, looking at his nails to flick off an insect that just perched there. "Well, as the Lycan King of this Kingdom, I beg to differ. I can't l_" "What!" They all screamed. "You are the Lycan King?" The scrawny man surged forward, then his eyes grew in their sockets as he pointed deadly at Milan turned to his followers, and shouted. "He is the man we seek. Get him!"

His eyes flitted to me and stayed, waiting. “Is it true that Lycans have trouble finding mates?” I asked. “Is that why when you found me, even though I was still a pup–” “Do you think I fell in love with a child at first sight?” King Zavan interrupted me, voice curdling with a slight growl. “You would associate me with those sorts of perversions?” “Then tell me what I’m supposed to think,” I said, more exasperated than angry. Truly, I wanted the full picture more than anything. “You didn’t reject the bond, even back then.”

I tried my best to keep my eyes off him, but the intoxicating scent of him kept pulling me back unconsciously. “I suspect he’s our mate, Ellie, but isn’t it uncommon to have a second chance mate this quick?” my wolf, Ru, asked, but I shut her out quickly. I was wondering the same thing before she spoke, and I needed to know what that meant for me, and my future, being the Lycan King’s mate, but I couldn’t dare ask. The Lycan King was not Vito, they were two different wolves with different authorities, and if the rumors I’d heard about the king were true, then he was very strict, merciless, and straight-up evil.