A Child For The Lycan King

“"Should I burn the world for you or burn for you?" His deep, raw voice sent shivers down my spine. "Kill for you or get killed for you? What should I do before you realize I'm irreparably chained to you?" His hazel eyes darkened, burning with lust and something more. I parted my lips, but words failed me. His gaze entrapped me, and I was yet again spellbound. "I'm nothing but the bane of your existence, remember?" I whispered, recalling his words. His eyes narrowed, his lips set in a hard line. "I was wrong," he admitted, his voice low. I stepped back as he moved forward. "I should've been more clear." Suddenly, he yanked me toward him. I gasped, my heart hammering against my ribcage. "To me, Sylvia," he whispered, his breath dancing across my skin, "you're both my ruin and salvation." __ Loathed by my family, hated by my pack, betrayed by the man I loved. I was the wolfless and useless daughter of the Alpha. I was given to the ruthless Lycan King as a peace offering to end the war between the River Pack and the Lycan Kingdom. I swore that as long as blood run through my veins, I'd never fall for the man responsible for my step-brother's. Yet, every time I found myself drawing closer to that line. The line between love and hate.”