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Wow, how dare this pack Alpha try and make a fool out of me. I flex my fingers, creaking at the joints. I would show them the price of daring to challenge my authority. As for my mate, I take one look at the overly bright smiling face on the info sheet, and I can't help but roll my eyes. Oh, look at the thick, dull, black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose; look at the weak, harmless-looking baby face, lacking any power. Her silliness even spills out the photograph. Who am I? I am the Lycan King of the Aries Kingdom; I am the most powerful Lycan. But my mate is a weak and useless she-wolf. I groan, is this another joke the moon goddess has played on me, in addition to my curse?

Freya won't be able to know I am hers and I don't know if I would, too, but nevertheless, they somehow knew about us. "What about the scent that I smell in the palace?" I asked, confused. "Then maybe her highness is your second chance mate?" It was possible. Maybe the one from the howlers pack that went to the palace died in the attack which made Freya my second chance. But, is it possible for a lycan like me to find a second chance? It was already close to zero chance of finding my first mate, but I found the second? "Let's not talk about that. Now that we have already found some clues, when are you going to bring her highness to the palace and meet the King?"

What was I going to do now? I couldn't think of anywhere else that they would take her. My family members were already looking in other places, but there had been no good news. I had failed to protect my Antonia, and now, I was failing to search for her and bring her back into my arms. Why was I such a failure? Why was I such a useless mate? I was the King of Lycans, but my mate had entered danger more than once, and I had failed to protect her every time. What kind of a mate was I?

she asks gently, her tone cautious but not pressing. I freeze, the pleasant atmosphere cracking like thin ice beneath heavy footsteps. My fingers twist in my lap, nails digging into my palms. For a moment, I consider deflecting, changing the subject, but the truth has been burning in my chest for too long. I exhale shakily and meet her gaze. "That he is the Lycan King," I say, the words tasting foreign yet bitterly familiar.

There was silence for a moment before Sanchez said, “Greg doesn’t think that about you.” I glanced at him. “Maybe Greg’s judgement is just a bit blinded.” Sanchez chuckled. “Greg isn’t the type to be blinded by anything.” I turned back to the view, my fingers on the cool stone railing. “Still… wouldn’t it be better if I went back to my pack?” Sanchez sighed. “And leave Greg?” I didn’t say anything. “He’s not a simple Lycan, Lyra. He is the King. He could have anyone. Could have chosen to have a strong lycan female which makes him even more of a dominant ruler but he didn’t. He chose you.”

I saw that she was naked and rushed to her without thinking. ** {Isla’s POV} I saw the Lycan King slit my mum’s throat, claw Andrea, and slit Emkay’s throat. It was a dreadful sight. My mum and Andrea were attended to by Ralph and some warriors but I had left Emkay to chase after the Lycan King who I ended up not killing because… Because the Lycan King was my second chance mate. I had been disconcerted and doleful and my naked self was freezing to death until Cayden stepped in and shared his warmth with me…

“Let me guess, Lycan Enforcers?” “You guessed it. Charles created that treaty… about a year before he became king,” she smiled. “His mother was a witch.” My eyes widened. “What? I thought… Well, I thought lycans didn’t tend to… I don’t know. Mingle?” She lifted a shoulder. “The chances of two lycans finding their mate are the same as werewolves: one in a million. There are rules about how you handle finding your mate after you’ve committed yourself, but Charles’ father was a man who believed in finding as much happiness as he could… It certainly helped that his mate was murdered brutally.”

“But you have to learn to run away from the battlefield sometimes.” “Do you run away too?” He shook his head. “No. Never.” “Then, why should I run away?” “Because you are you, Eve. And I am the Lycan king.” He kissed me again and I sighed in surrender. Then, he added, “You’re getting pretty good with those powers of yours.” I smiled a small triumphant smile. “I had a good teacher.”

She said, looking him in the eyes. His heart stopped as he wasn’t sure what she had decided to do. She had kept that from him. She hadn’t told him that he was right on them being mates, even though she had known since her birthday. The silence was deafening as Alexander waited for her to speak. When she did, what she said made his mouth about hit the floor. “I, Symphony Marie Greywood of Grey Moon Pack, hybrid of a Kolana/Mattra Wolf, accept you, Alexander David Silverstone King of the Lycans as my mate and king” Symphony said as she felt the bond between them grow stronger with every syllable she spoke.

“Even if he's still going to reject you, my mind can't be put at ease” I tried to piece her words together but it was still hard to understand what she was talking about. “What—” “You are the Lycan King’s second chance mate. I overheard your discussion with Maera” My heart dropped. She knows. She found out. Maera finding out when we didn't want anyone to was enough but now, Freya too…. She straightened her back and raised her eyebrows, shrugging her shoulders. “Henceforth, I can't let you live”