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His voice was sharp… furious. He pulled me closer against his chest while his black eyes filled with dark rage. “That woman…” he said slowly, as if he was struggling to control himself. “Is my mate.” Everyone’s breathing stopped, and their faces turned pale. As for me… My heart pounded violently inside my chest. “Alexander’s mate… the Lycan King’s mate. And what did you do to her?” His voice was lower this time… but even more terrifying. I saw Lucian step back, sweat gathering on his forehead despite his attempt to remain composed.

Ekaterina says, running to my side. “Help,” I say, handing my mate over to her. “I’ll do my best,” Ekaterina says, checking Anastasia’s wounds. “Thank you,” I say, standing up. “Kyler,” I call for my strongest Alpha in my kingdom. “Yes, my King,” Kyler says, standing beside Ekaterina after he finishes throwing Ava across the room. His mate trained him well on how to fight fire witches like her. Ava is a piece of cake for him. She was not even supposed to be alive. Everyone believed she was dead. We didn’t know she had been hiding in the vampire king’s castle all these years. Ava is the witch who cursed me.

And he watched her, too closely, too hungrily. Then she whispered, “You are a king, why do you care so much? Don't you say you don't want me?” His restraint snapped a little. Just a little. “I don't want a mate yes..." He paused. His eyes glowing gold, darker, intense, and also a thing she couldn't get. A guilt? "But now your blood on my hands felt like a nightmare I’ve seen a thousand times,” he growled softly. Lyra’s breath hitched. His eyes burned gold. His Lycan was rising and he forced it down.

Immediately the words leave Antonio’s lips, Kelvin feels a strong, lethal aura bearing down on him and never in his life has his wolf had a stronger urge to yield to the aura of an Alpha and he bows, shock and realisation hitting him at the same time and he looks sharply at Tatiana who looks completely petrified, scared to death. The woman he hopes to be his mate, a witch, is the sister to the Lycan king? How? And this Antonio, fuck! He’s the one who sent her, he’s the one Leila told him about, the Lycan king is her supposed second chance mate. What could he possibly want? A sense of fear and horror slowly begins to fill Kelvin’s heart. No one hasn’t heard of the tyrannic and murderous deeds

Third-Person Pov Amidst the chaos of battle, where the clash of teeth and fur echoed through the forest, Kavan and Murad, two powerful Lycan kings, faced off like ancient titans, their eyes locked in a deadly duel. The air was thick with tension as they circled each other, their muscles taut and their instincts honed for combat. Murad, his eyes burning with possessive rage, snarled at Kavan, his voice a menacing growl. "You dare to steal my woman, Kavan? She's mine, marked by me! You cannot claim what belongs to me!"

Gently pulling her lips against my neck I merely held them there as she tried to struggle when I suddenly pulled my lips right close to her ear, “I am a Lycan, my mother was the queen of the Lycan kingdom, the daughter to the queen of the children of Gaia, her father the former king to all lycans, but she ran away because my uncle tried to force her into marriage. She met Ward and fell in love with him, and him with her. She was already pregnant with me at the time when she met him, and when I was eight the brothers killed her,” I felt her take in a deep breath as her body tensed. “I am the rightful alpha, ruler and king of the Lycan kingdom and the thirteen tribes, but Ward is keeping me hi

Nikolai I sat back in my seat and watched Dimitri and Andrei bring Ava to middle of the ground. She looked beautiful in her white dress. The entire pack had assembled for her Luna ceremony, and I was sure it was going to be glorious. When Ava's eyes fell on me, she visibly calmed down. "Avalyn Alvarez, daughter of late Alpha Javier Alvarez of Montana Pack, has mated Alpha Nikolai Volkov of the Rogue Pack," Vladimir announced and the crowd broke into cheers.

“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.” —

In my memories, she stands before me in another life, fierce, radiant, and untouchable. The woman who once held my heart in her hands and crushed it to seal my fate. I loved her with a madness that terrified even me. I would have wasted empires for one smile. Instead, she chose betrayal and left me to rot. And now here she is again. My Bella. My curse. My salvation. I'm trembling. Actually fucking trembling under her touch. The great Lycan King, reduced to shaking like a boy because his mate is looking at him with something dangerously close to tenderness.

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?"