Reborn As The Lycan King's Fated Mate

Author: Lucy Cartwright

Chapter 1

Word Count: 617 | Released on: 13/05/2026

ors opening echoed throug

es of the Lycan King. I lifted my head, a desperate plea dying in my thro

stone walls, shattering my final illusion. "I never loved you, Ivy. I killed Tate. I framed Kyler. Yo

rling. "Whip her with the silver las

a sea of shattered faith. I screamed his name, a h

cell. Sitting upon it, draped in the opulent silks of the Luna Queen, was Denisse. Her useless le

use his silver whip. "The great assassin. The loyal love

metal searing my bones. "I should have a

et to watch you die. But before you do, little sister, there is o

ever wonder why Kyler let you kill him? Why a Lycan King with unmatched

y collarbones suddenly felt distant, eclip

ny physical blade. "Kyler knew you were his Fated Mate. He loved y

pinning. The air va

pierced directly through my collarbones, the holy metal burning my skin and completely severing my werewolf healing abilities.

t all for hi

the royal scent and traces at the crime scene. With my wolfless senses, I couldn't se

Great Hall, I plunged a silver dagger coated in high-grade wolfsbane straight into Kyler's heart.

I had taken the only soul in this world who truly loved me, the only one who could ha

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Reborn As The Lycan King's Fated Mate

Lucy Cartwright Werewolf

“I thought I had found my savior in Alpha Camron after my adoptive family was brutally slaughtered. But as I lay chained to the damp dungeon wall, my inner wolf silenced by silver poison, he sneered and rejected me. "Did you really think I loved you? You were just a dumb, loyal dog." He confessed that he had orchestrated my family's murder to frame Lycan King Asher. Blinded by his lies, I had plunged a silver blade into Asher's heart-the only man standing in Camron's way to the throne. My step-sister Erica then arrived to deliver the final, crushing blows. "He was your true fated mate, Ella," she whispered with sadistic glee. "He loved you so much he retracted his aura, leaving himself defenseless so you wouldn't get hurt killing him." Worse, she laughed at my swollen belly, revealing the baby I carried wasn't Camron's. He had paid a filthy Rogue to defile me in the dark. The man I murdered was the other half of my soul, and the monster I trusted had destroyed everything I loved. My heart simply gave out, drowning in an abyss of pure agony and hatred. Opening my eyes again, the stench of burning flesh was gone. I was back in my attic bedroom on my fifteenth birthday. Today was the day my evil stepmother would start her deadly plot. This time, I would tear them all apart.”