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I snapped the key to the pardluck in one of their hands, yet I was unable to get closer to grab it from them. I wobbled to the iron bar, tried to fix my head between two iron bars, peaked, and I could see no one. Let me out of here! I screamed, but my voice became as tiny as a newborn pup's. Everything that makes me a Lycan was gone. What more am I leaving for? The only woman I have loved was taken away and killed. I am the Lycan king of the Red Storm Pack. That name has been dusted off, and that Lycan doesn’t exist anymore.

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The people I loved so dearly, who once called me family, now saw me as nothing more than a scandal, a disgrace. A hand gripped my arm, yanking me away from Damien. I turned, one of the warriors, gripping me as if I were a prisoner. “Take her to the borders,” Damien ordered. They started to move me, dragging me. But before we could take another step, a chilling voice cut through the chaos. “Touch her again, and you will not live to see another sunrise.” The world stilled. The air shifted. And then he stepped forward. It was Kael Donavan, The Lycan King.

It was heavier than it looked, the cover soft and a little sticky with age. It opened plainly enough: Each alpha has a prophecy, and it will always come to pass. Weird, I thought. The kind of line that means nothing until, suddenly, it means everything. I almost put it back right there. I wish I had. I kept reading instead. The Tenth Lycan King will conceive a child with his Luna. The child will be the most powerful and most feared in history. I read it again, slower. Then a third time, waiting for the words to rearrange themselves into something that made more sense, something less impossible. They didn't.

I stepped away from her after that, moving toward the far edge of the gathering where fewer people stood. For a while, nothing happened. I simply stood there, watching till all of a sudden, something happened. The noisy hall became very quiet, movements slowed, and people began to turn toward the same direction as if something had drawn their attention all at once. Mine followed without thinking and then I saw him. The Lycan King. Adrian Laurent. Even from where I stood, he was impossible to miss. He stood taller than everyone around him, easily reaching above the rest. His dark brown hair framed his face neatly, and his features were sharp in a way that made it difficult to look away once y

He always bore disturbing news or pressuring me to do ‘the right thing’. Fang was the only one I trusted with what truly was going on, even though I didn’t tell him why the witch cursed me. If there was anyone I would trust to take over as the new Lycan king of my kingdom, if I did not survive the curse, it would be him. He was beyond capable. “I was searching everywhere for you,” he said as soon as he caught up. The sun had already risen, and the yard was crawling with young soldiers running towards the training ground and the morning shift warriors heading to their post.

“I became her favourite employee in a few weeks and started getting contracted by her clients, I saved up a lot before deciding to move again, that was my drill and how I kept on getting more money till I acquired most of the things I own, after realizing that the voice I kept on hearing in my head was my Lycan, I shifted for the first time and started training so I could revenge on the King,” “Although I was still grieving, I felt like Killing the king would give me the closure I wanted and I could finally pick up Achilles, but while checking up on him for the first time in few years, I got the ability to look up on him whenever I wanted to after getting my Lycan, I realized that he had kil

“The Alpha Lycan King, King Kairen Hexiron Hammerold. As for why he wants to see you, you’d have to speak to him for that.” My heart stopped, and I stumbled backward. The Lycan King? I’m screwed.

He took the empty stool beside me. For some reason, talking to him felt easy. Natural. We exchanged jokes. Traded sarcastic remarks. And for the first time all night, I found myself genuinely smiling. The stranger eventually lifted his glass. "Darius." I blinked. "Darius?" "Darius Draven." The name hit me immediately. My eyes widened. Everyone knew that name. The Lycan King. The most powerful Lycan alive. Darius seemed to notice my surprise. "That look never gets old."

The lycan calls out, smashing things around the room. Janice moves her hair from her neck. "Bare your neck and gift her your memory" She says to the lycan. He looks at her confused. I nod to Janice and plant my teeth in. Janice gifts me her memories of everything we've been through. "Thank you Janice" The lycan king remarkably lowers himself down to me. Tilting his head to the side, baring his neck. He looks broken behind the eyes but obedient. To me?