The Kings Mate!
ituation before me, Andrew, a Lycan under the service of the King had just lied and to
hungry, yet here is the Luna of a pack. A Luna who has opened the doors to her home and welcomed him in with open
the darkness would hide me enough even from their sharp eye's. Then again she does know that I am here, she's simply making a show of things, to make me nervous, which
a acknowledged that as she bowed her head in submission, her heart picking up speed, I could hear it, its sounds bursting into my eardrums, she was scared of him, and I fe
away. If it were any other pack member, I'd be in the Dungeons for a weak, starved and
pened the door to reveal a very smug looking Lycan staring straight into my eyes,
their stupid eye magi
cupboards anymore." Andrew sulked as he opened the fridge up again.
ight to cook and clean for people who don't even know my name despite me living in this darkness filled hellhole for the past eight years of my life? That the rest of the pack has so much, yet somehow I ha
o her sons friends. The constant looks of disapproval. It wasn't that bad. That I could handle. I could handle the long nights of cleaning, the constant rants and evil de
clearly, there's so much to say and so little time, so much baggage to unpack. So much
believe me, but before he could say another word I bolted out of the kitchen and into the snow. I know I was a bit rude to
they are not leaving until the next full moon which was twelve days away. Twelv
oing through the brown leafless trees and snow covered ground was the crunching sound
the trees, I felt like I wasn't alone, sometimes it's as if I can hear them whisper to me, calling me. When I was little I was convinced I could talk to them, and they'd talk b
hat had me blissfully enchanted for a while, it came from him. I wasn't too shocked that the scent and the man, both I have been obsessing's ab
not care. He was even more perfect up close, his sea green eye's the black tangled mop of curls tied lazily behind him, by the goddess even how he dressed made me flutter, I wonder how his muscl
ng," he accus
almost forgotten how my voice sounds like, years of submission made me
the humor in what I just said. "Well th
and he took a step closer our e
en what is
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y name trying it on for size, "An
," I said my viper tongue challenging him, to say that I found this thrilling is an understatement, bu
good name, i
the mention of the nickname I had given him, I
your
aid, "You tend to stay out in the snow, an
a name y
you haven't told me yours," he stare
's Killian. My n
aid cheekily repeating his older jest back to him, and he laug
've met all the pack members, even the children yet
ust a slave, the wondering cleaning ghost of the pack house, an orphaned Lycan in the service of
lave. I take care of the pack house, I'm only allowed out at night," There was a moment of silen
mate?" I knew
him yet, I do not
there is no shame i
r shifted before, s
r thirteenth birthday?" He asked, his eyes were now gazing intensely at m
t a wer
eath against my pale freezing skin, his eyes scanning my face, his heart a steady breath that lulled me
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