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Tingles spread over my body, and I turned to putty in his hands. “Mate,” he whispered in my ear. “I will come for you.” My eyes were closed tight, and he disappeared. But I know he will come back for me. He is my mate. Cycle 452. Veyn 6 of the Bloodroot Bloom The Lycan King came for me today. He claimed me as his mate, but my father told him he couldn’t have me. “No Queen of the Two Realms will mate with a Lycan.”

And then the world ended. It wasn't the cold, calculating power he had been using. This was primal, raw, untamed fire. It exploded from the point of contact, racing through my veins and slamming against my chest where the dead Mate Mark lay. The pain was excruciating, melting the dead iron of rejection into molten, living agony, but beneath the pain was an agonizing, beautiful truth. Mate. The word shrieked through my soul. Perfect. Mine. The entire world fractured. My knees instantly weakened, my body convulsing as the irresistible, soul-deep magnetism pulled me violently toward him. He was mine. The King of Lycans, the monster who held my life in his hands, was the missing half of my soul.

Evelyn asserted. "Now that everything's over, what's next?" Levi inquired. "We go home and have a drink," Sebastian suggested, a big smile on his face. • • • • • • • • • • • • • Six months had passed since the intense battles that reshaped the dynamics of the Lycan wirld. Levi, despite the opportunity to ascend as the alpha, relinquished the position, entrusting the rule to Sebastian, who now stood at the helm with Mia as his mate. The decision was not merely a strategic move but a profound acknowledgment of trust and camaraderie forged through trials.

he waved off my pleas like they meant nothing and I huffed as he rose to his feet With a gulp, I grabbed onto his leg and held him so dear to my chest. "Please, Lycan King! Have mercy on me." "Wait what?" He sounded shocked and I looked up at him teary eyed. "Y-You are the Lycan King of this City, right? Please let me go, I swear to never come here again. Also... If you could let me go with my mate-" "Your mate?" He asked again, sounding confused. "Who is your mate?"

They might actually decide to fate you with anybody sir. Caspian glanced up, his eyes narrowing. "I hope they do not. Because I cannot risk having an incapable Luna. Jake looked at him, wild-eyed. Was that the Lycan King talking, I thought he never wanted a Luna Caspian read through his thoughts at once and straightened up. This was not good. He'd almost let his guard down.

They were more difficult than she had anticipated. Especially the insufferable beta, Maverick Montgomery. Why couldn't he be stupid and blindly trusting? It would have made this whole mission so much easier. "Ugh!" Sophie groaned as she punched the bed she lay on over and over again till her fists tired out. At that moment, some movement outside her window caught her eye. Denzel, the Lycan King, the annoyingly handsome Maverick, and two others whom she couldn't place were leading someone whom she felt she should know but couldn't find any memory associated with him.

Finding out that Liam was my mate was probably the worst experience of my life, although finding out the Lycan king was my second chance mate turned out to be a close second. “I came here because of werewolves like you.” He broke the silence and I frowned. What did he mean by that?! Did he come here because of rogues? Females being kicked out of their packs?! What the hell did I do that was so horrific that the Lycan king felt he had to take everyone prisoner?! When I didn’t say anything, he continued.

~Astrid~ I felt something calling me, i didn’t know what it was that kept calling me but then i didn’t know what it was but i knew that the feeling was one that i couldn’t describe. “Oh my, did you see the Lycan King Dante? He looks like a statue that the moon goddess made herself.” “He doesn’t look like what we heard in stories as children, they said that Lycans were beasts that were merciless and ruthless but then he didn't look anything like that.”

I felt a strange feeling of need and despair, as if I needed something to calm my nerves. Tristan poured another drink, his fingers brushing mine as he offered. "So, Veronica, who is this guy that's giving you so much trouble?" I took a sip and let the alcohol burn my throat before answering. "These are the Lycan Kings, Lucas and Simon." Tristan's eyebrows furrowed. "Ah, twins. They have a good reputation. And you alone." I nodded, feeling the warmth of the drink spread through me. "Yes. I don't think I want to bring it."

Lycan's voice dropped into something dangerous, something that made the air in the room go cold, "This is your last warning. Leave now or I will remove you myself." She spun on him, her composure cracking, "You don't mean that. You can't mean that. After everything we've been through together, you'd choose her over me? Over your own warrior? Over someone who's actually fought beside you?" "She is my fated mate," Lycan said, "The bond snapped into place the moment I saw her. That's not something I chose and it's not something I can change. What we had before is over and it was over the second I felt that bond."