Marked by the Lycan King

he space "her room was bigger than hers," her fists clenched

e relaxed as she leaned against the headboard, she had a clea

dged with irritation as she squinted at her. "I need to sl

ying her with an amused expression b

does i

nimpressed. "How

her arms, her gaze dragging slowly over Myra in

istens to me, and soon your pack will belong to my brother... So te

yra said nothing, her

she replied calmly, her voice steady despite everything. "

n flickered, but

continued, taking a slow step forw

tled heavily

te child," Myra said quietly

jaw ti

"At least your brother has a name-your mother made sure of that before he was born... but you? You

om shifted as the

on't change it," Myra finishe

ed at her, her anger barely c

ly, her voice lower now, more danger

turning away. "And close the door behi

n around and stormed out, the door slamming

in silence, only this

oftness as exhaustion finally caught up to her. She hadn't realized just how

n, the first thing

before swinging her legs off the bed. The rules her father had laid out flic

made her way downstairs, her steps slow but steady despite the weakness still lingering in her body. Voices

was saying. "The Lycan King will be atte

st scoffe

ycan

ped from her lips as

sharp gaze locking onto Myra as

you doing here?

hungry." Daria's expression darkened inst

ressed. "I'm in my father's house.

, stepping closer, "that you are to obey me

chuckle, her express

he said smoothly, her gaze flicking around briefly before returni

d, then ad

our plans." And just like that, she wal

he pictures of Aiden and Lyka, her fists clenched in disgust, her body aching for a run. She looked around, nobody was interested in guarding her, she slowly slid out the back door before running to the fields transforming into a huge wolf. Her fur brown but unlik