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Chapter seven Leila's POV His voice vibrated with so much authority, I almost went down on my knees. He was the Lycan King whose anonymous name spelts doom. I was truly going to die in the hands of the brutal Lycan King. The one who had wrecked many lives without any regret. His eyes wandererd to where I was. His eyes squinted a bit as he watched me like a predator ready to feast on my soul.

And now, their eyes were on me. Far away, in the icy spires of the Lycan Kingdom, King Lucian pauses mid-war meeting. His sharp nostrils flare as a scent reaches him, a royal bloodline thought extinct has awakened. His wolf stirs. His eyes narrow. Aurelia Nightbane, he thinks, and the throne room falls silent as he senses the shift that will change everything.

With his claws, Ray tore through fur of the Lycan making it slow down. The Lucan growled in pain, he threw his hind legs behind him, sending Ray staggering back. He fell on a tree and his side was swollen. I halted to help him. Trickle of blood was on his face from the impact. How powerful was this Lycan? As the Lycan turned to look back at us, I met his eyes. Red, burning with anger and hate, having nothing but sinister written in it. “It’s an Alpha Lycan King.” Ray mouthed, his voce fading. “Alpha, avoid him...”

“If they want war, they’ll get one. But they’ll learn one thing before this ends.” “What’s that?” I whispered. He turned to me, and his eyes weren’t just Damon’s anymore. They were the eyes of a king. A Lycan King. “That no one touches what’s mine.” —

The image alone sent a strange feeling through my chest. Around me, countless whispers immediately began spreading through the crowd. “Did you see that?” “I thought he was injured too badly earlier.” “No one defeats the Lycan King.” “No one ever has.” “They say he has never lost a single battle since becoming King.” “I heard entire armies once surrendered after hearing he would personally lead the war.” “Theorone is a monster on the battlefield.” “No wonder the Lycan Kingdom dominates every territory around it.” The whispers continued. Growing. Spreading.

“Our contestants: Lady Nina Parke, soldier of the Lycan female army, daughter of Minister Gale, and Lady Myra, soldier of the Lycan female army.” He paused again. The crowd couldn’t help but murmur. “It’s still a she-wolf. Doesn’t she have a pack or is she a rogue? The Lycan King and a rogue? This is preposterous.” Matteo shot a glare at all of them, making them shudder in fear and zip their lips.

“But I can’t help but worry for you. We need you focused, not distracted by whatever this is.” He nods, but his eyes are fierce, igniting a fire in my chest as he clutches my hand tighter, grounding me amid the chaos. “I’ll be fine,” he assures me, though I can see the flicker of uncertainty in the depths of his eyes. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifts. A low rumble sweeps across the field, drawing our attention. My heart pounds as I turn my gaze across the expanse, and there they are… the army of my uncle… the usurper Lycan king, emerging from the shadows of the forest like a dark tide. They’re a menacing sight, a wall of muscle and fury, their eyes glinting like shards of obsidian as they spo

He and his brother only equaled three. "What do you want with her?" Maxwell stepped aside. His voice had lowered. Something felt special about the Lycan before him. He didn't look usual like the ones they say in textbooks. He looked ancient. "That would be none of your business. Step aside" he pushed Maxwell aside. As he bent to pick Amelia up, Maxwell caught a glimpse of his eyes. They were hidden perfectly well but still, he managed to see them. Maxwell swallowed hard. They were orange. The lycan before him was royalty. Only the leader of the lycans has orange eyeballs whenever they shifted forms to their forms. One could not tell the difference if they were in their human forms but now, i

A cold draft of wind rustled the leaves that littered the ground, leaving the acrid stench of vengeance in its wake. Time to move into step one of my plan. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Lycan King's grand castle stood in the heart of Adivaine. It was an ancient majestic fortress that housed the cursed Lycan king and his queen; it also included the members of the royal court. But on that moonlit night, its tall gates opened to accept fifty young recruits in which the lucky twelve would be selected as the newest members of the royal guard. Unfortunately, Logan, Luna Freya's step brother, also wanted the honor of being a member of the King's guard and joined the fifty.

The Lycan King groaned and looked down at me as his desire flashed in front of his eyes. “You are so hot, Your Majesty,” I murmured as my hands encircled him. The Lycan King growled low. “Your fingers will be the death of me,” he murmured while gritting his teeth as if he was stopping himself from pumping into my fingers. I bit my bottom lip as I continued pumping him. The Lycan King growled a brutal yell, and the next thing I knew, he pulled my hands away from his cock. Pouting, I said, “I am not yet done, Your Majesty.”