Virgin Sacrifice To The Last Lycan 소설 & 이야기

“Jericho?” The Beta pushed himself from the doorframe on which he leaned. He studied Alessia with an air of scrutiny, then turned to the Alpha and spoke, “If she is a virgin and untouched, she would be viable as a sacrifice to the Lycan King.” There was a pause. “He will not choose her so death will be her inevitable fate and our pack would be spared.” Two birds with one stone.

He announced. Amara hitched, listening to their specific demands. “And now we need your daughter.” The Lycan’s head groaned in anger, warning pulsating through his eyes as his next destination would be Alpha’s family. As for now, he had only one son and no daughter. “Master, he doesn’t have a daughter.” His minions informed the head, took out his hand, and they could see it turning into a gigantic claw, ready to slash Alpha’s throat. “Stop, stop... I can give you another virgin.”

The last war had been deadly for the lycan community and all of them had suffered great losses, both physically and mentally. It had taken them ages before they had gotten back on their feet and Increased their population before they somehow lost their virility. She believed that it had been the mages who had somehow cursed them, trying to keep their population in check, but nobody knew the answer. Now, as she looked at the freshly created flower bed she realized it must be the resting place of the Ancient One. Fat tears trickled down her cheek as she crawled to the spot and let out a wail. Never had she taken the life of an innocent no matter how tricky the situation might be. Her last kill

he goes on, “I have to cancel our mate ceremony. I have to choose Lily. I can’t let her be sacrificed, not when she’s pregnant with my pup.” Time seems to slow as his next words somehow turn my world upside down even more than he already has. “You’ll take her place as the sacrifice, Evelyn.” My mind reels at the mention of the Lycan King Sacrifice. I’ll never see my family again. I could even lose my life. Because in this country, every unmated girl becomes just that: a sacrifice to the lycan king.

And she loved her perfume which was why I made a point of saving up to buy her some each birthday. I jumped when my own mate put his arms around my waist from behind. “Let’s get this done,” he said. “Then we can go and celebrate.” I twisted and glared at him, before watching the Lycans dig. “Sorry, I’m not good with words. I mean we can remember the bravery of Connor Reed, acknowledge the lives wasted by a virus and be sure a certain hybrid Alpha won’t be troubling us again.” “That’s better,” I said. “Also, we have another mating ceremony to plan. And it’s about time I marked my queen. Though that will take place privately, not in front of Mom.”

Wolfs usually lose themselves after losing their mate, some of them go rogue, I can’t let that happen to Leon, he is the future of this pack. “Dhario?” – I hear Olivia say “Yes, Love?” “What will I have to do today?” “There will be a ceremony with the witches, usually you would have to shift with me but because you are pregnant you won’t be able to and then you will meet everyone from the pack” “That sounds tiring” “I am sorry Love, but this had to be done when we first mated” “I know” – she says looking at the mirror again fixing her hair. “You look beautiful”

Surely we're gonna get a beating! As expected, Miranda looks furious and raises her open palm to take a swing. But just as the storm is about to hit, Miranda appears to think of something. She lowers her hand, calmer now, looking at me with a deep, malicious smile. “For the sake of your upcoming sacrifice to the Lycan King as the chosen virgin, I will let you off the hook this time.” “What?” I’m the chosen virgin this year? My mouth gapes.

"You and I are aware of the fact that he is needed." "Yes, he is, but he is not the only lycan," T says. "There are others. Last I checked, he has a brother." "And last I checked," A says. "His brother is not mated to our vessel." There is silence in the room as they both look head on. "The lycan must NOT be attacked anymore," Noblesse A says. "He is a sacrifice. If only you had enough power, the vessel would not have overcome you."

The Lycan lost his mind so deep was his grief, and the sight of his tiny daughter was too much for him to bear, she was so like her mother he could not tolerate her being nearby him. The servants watched as he gave his son all his love and shunned the baby girl, the Healer tried to get him to change his attitude saying his daughter needed him as much as his son but he could not even look at her. When he took matters into his own hands his Pack were appalled by his cruelty, he ordered her maid to take her to the boundary of his lands and leave her there for the Rogues to devour. In tears, the poor maid fell to her knees and begged him not to do it, pleading that the little girl was the innoce

“First, I will kill your loving daughter, and I won’t make it a peaceful death.” My heart felt like it was being cut by hundreds of knives as I watched Corrine cry and scream. This is all my fault. Revenge has brought me to ruin, and I dragged Corrine down with me. Corrine’s father looked at his daughter with a pained expression, then he looked at me. I nodded slowly. “Do it. Save your daughter.” The only way to kill a lycan is to sever its spine. Corrine’s father must know this because he walked around me and stopped behind me.