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The Lycan Prince’s One True Mate

The Lycan Prince's One True Mate

Onyemaobi

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When Isla Carter moves to Marquette, Michigan to live with her estranged father and to start a new life, what she doesn't expect is to meet Elijah, a mysterious young man who she's instantly drawn to before she ever finds out his darkest secret. - Isla knew she had always been different ever since she was young and she rarely ever fit in wherever she was. She moves to Marquette because of her mother, in the hopes that starting a new life with her dad could somewhat help her. She doesn't really expect things to change-that is until they do. Until she meets Elijah, the dazzling and beautiful mystery with whom she falls in love with. He wasn't like the other guys but she soon finds out the reason why. Elijah was a werewolf. Fueled by intrigue and desire, the both of them bond and eventually become closer, close enough to threaten the very balance of nature and humanity. Isla is faced with several threats and dangers that comes with being with Elijah. But when a truth about her past comes to light, she's forced to figure out where exactly she stands. But she knew, Loving Elijah was a choice bound to change the rest of her life forever, for better and for worse.

Chapter 1 One.

ISLA.

It usually started out like this.

The howling of the winds brought my eyes to widen. I was still, across the mulched leafy grounds with a migraine spearing through my head. The night was silent and i was enveloped with darkness.

Where was i?

My feet staggered to stand and i threw my head upon my shoulders, an attempt to catch my breath. Staring at the distant rocks and trees before me, my eyes dawned a sight of confusion. I straddled along the dark path with my fingers trailing the lengths of the leaves. They weren't ordinary leaves-these were black, and spicy scented sharp-as-glass leaves.

The ground was also soft, as though if i stood in one place for more than a few seconds, i would sink into the quicksand. Beads of sweat trickled down the sides of my face as i lifted my gaze to the full moon. There was a sudden growl that came from the distance and in a split second, i heard footsteps that thudded towards me.

Fear plummeted my entire body to move forward.

And as i ran for my dear life, heavy breathes escaped from my lips and my hair danced across my shoulders. My lungs burned and my heart was about to leap out of my chest. I caught a glimpse of a huge silhouette forming behind me-it wasn't human. It was an animal, a really huge one whose feet were strong enough to quake the grounds beneath me. The trees collapsed, forming dust in the air and eventually clouding my vision.

I was always running and the same thing happened each time.

I would stumble over a single piece of thorn and fall against my back. "Please!" I yelled, bringing my hands to my face as i crawled on my elbows. The thuds had quieted and i could hear the sound of my shaky breath.

The sound of my heart and the blood pumping through my veins.

Dirt smudged across my face, i was dressed in torn clothes. My eyes darted around me to make out my surroundings until they fell on a glimmer in the dark. They seemed to be a pair of silvery eyes, emerging from the dust and drawing closer to me. I was petrified at first, but then the footsteps were slower.

The animal had fur and it's size was unlike anything i'd seen before.

But all of a sudden, one pair of glimmering eyes turned to two and then turned to several. Heavy, hungry groans encircled me and in a flash, a pair of claws dashed across my face, injuring me. I assumed the scent of my blood would only awaken their desires to devour me. And i was right because in that instant, my neck was caged within a tight grasp.

Until i couldn't breathe and my vision began to fade.

Everything was a blur but i often remember seeing a fire that consumed the entire forest. And the animals and maybe even me. Maybe that was the day i died but that wasn't even the worst part-the worst part was the fact that each night when i went to bed, i prepared myself to relive the nightmare.

It always came.

It always started out like this and would end the same way-When the heat of the flames would burst through my body, i would let out a yell and snap out of it. Like in that moment, i arose from the bed to find myself shaking in my mother's arms.

"It's okay" She held me close to her chest, her hands straining through my hair as i breathed heavily. "I had a bad dream" I opened my eyes to her, and i was drenched in my sweat and nervousness. Her hands soothed my back as she nodded, unable to hide the exhaustion in her eyes.

"It's okay, Isla" My mother, Alyssa still comforted until i could breathe normally again.

"It was just a dream." She added.

A nightmare that came each night. There was nothing we had not done and no one we'd not consulted for answers. Why the dream kept showing up each night and what to do to stop it.

No one had answers.

So for ten years, since the first being from when i was eight, i had to put up with it. Hoping one day, i would finally be relieved from this misery. "It's okay" My mother's voice calmed and so did i. I brought my eyes to the clock, seeing it was just three am.

And that meant i would stay awake for the rest of the night.

I watched the sun rise from across the windows after a few hours. The Californian sun was just like the ones you watch in movies. Coloring the skies crimson behind San Jose's hills.

This was one of the things a girl should enjoy-where she would take out her phone to steal a picture for her instagram. But as i stood up from my chair and brought my drawing book to a close, it dawned on me that i was not your average eighteen year old.

My name is Isla Carter and this is where my story begins.

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