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Merilyn whimpered, blindly reaching for him. “So needy for me.” He murmured. “So desperate. Want me to fill you again? To fuck you with my cock?” “Hmm.” Merilyn responded with a nod, wincing as the pain slowly came for her. The lycan king moved into her embrace, climbing her lips in a soft kiss even as his waist moved, drilling into her slowly. He tore of the top of her dress exposing her breast. Merilyn shuddered as the night air hit her hot skin. Kairen’s wet, hot mouth moved over her skin and when it wrapped around her nipple she could barely breathe.

As she was unmated, every unmated Man and Woman was invited to the Lycan King’s palace so that they could find their mate. After getting ready they left for Lycan King’s place. His whole family was there already. He was late for work. As soon as he entered the ballroom, he felt his mate there. So he started to look for her. But he froze in his place when he realized who his mate was. She was the daughter of his Rival. Their enemy pack’s Alpha's daughter. Maeve Morningstar. She smirked at him as she also realized who her Mate was. “Hello, Mate.” She waved her hand at him with a wicked smile. And he also smiled.

The Lycan king said, tilting his eyebrows as he gestures towards me. "My Lord, she is my mate!." He tried to stress his reason but it didn't work. "Exactly, your mate and not your prisoner. She deserves to be given a chance in deciding if she really wants you but no… you reject her and then abducts her back to your pack. Why, if I may ask?." The lycan king questioned and I decided to make things a little spooky and hard for Ryan. "He said that he wanted to take advantage of my pretty face, that a pretty face like mine shouldn't be left to waste on me as a worthless wolf. " I answered and I could see that the lycan king was getting furious.

Can I have more than one partner here? "Oh, I don't have to worry about him going to someone else. "As far as I know, no one else here is interested in him, and a lycan can only have one mate (except the King, of course)," she said. I felt a sharp pain in my chest, but I tried to hide it. I wondered if Lucian didn't like me because he was already thinking about someone else.

He wanted no one but him to establish any closeness with Xylia. He wanted to be dominant, obsessive and possessive while treating her like dirt. The lycan prince was well aware of this and so he would not allow it. He would continue to seize the opportunity to get his revenge. This was, after all, what he had come for. It was just his luck - he was yet to tell if it was good or bad - that he found his mate. Maybe it was bad luck because the lycan king was also a mate. Talk about the Moon Goddess being a creator of mystery and drama. Bringing two of them to share a mate! What a 'nice' plan!

He jumps out and opens the door, she and Lucian slide into the back seat. They arrive to a huge castle it is a seamless blend of natural stone and imposing architecture. Lucian grabs her hand and leads her inside. She stares at the grand hall she pulls slightly away from Lucian he turns to look at her “what’s the matter?” She looks down “am I staying in the basement?” He stares at her questionably, then comes to the realization that’s where she was kept, he cups her chin her face small in the palm of his hand and makes her look at him “you will never be near another basement ever again. Follow me” she nods and follows he opens a large grand door inside a beautiful room a huge canopy bed with

I sat there, stunned, trying to process everything. The Lycan King—the most feared wolf in North America—was my second chance mate. And he’d just claimed me. My wolf, silent for months, finally stirred. Safe, she whispered. Finally safe. Maybe she was right. Or maybe this was just another nightmare waiting to begin.

The bond exploded between us, a tidal wave of electricity, pheromones, and raw power that shattered my remaining defenses. The phantom pain of Kaelen's rejection was instantly incinerated, replaced by a devastating, all-consuming need. My vision tunneled, my breath leaving my lungs in a harsh sob as I finally accepted the truth. The Lycan King was my fated, second-chance mate. Silas gasped, his massive body tensing. He felt it too. His crimson eyes searched my face, a flicker of something almost resembling hope warring with his default state of ruthlessness.

And yet—woman. My heart pulled tight. I wanted to touch her face. I wanted to tell her I couldn’t look anywhere else. But I stayed silent. Because this moment was hers, not mine. I, the king, the warrior, the Lycan… was now only a man. And I looked at her as one I did not wish to possess. But to love worthily.

His cloak, designed with the royal emblem floats in the air as he walks. His strides were gracious and commanding, he walks like a true King. Unlike Lucien, whose power is beginning to diminish. I saw him when he came to Winterwood but today, he looks extraordinarily good. I can't believe Elara will be marrying him, the King of the Lycan kingdom, the Alpha of the Demon's Pack, the Demon King himself. What does he see in that cheap second hand material? That homewrecker keeps climbing higher and higher. After she drops the King, who else will she snag? The Goddess herself?