Chosen By The Lycan King

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sa’

ards the men, and

as the

for the rest of my life until either Paige or Eric decided th

d held my shoulder and arms on either

mate didn’t care much, so why should I? Maybe it wouldn’t be s

dn’t

one of them still felt the need to nudge roughly

de. Most of them were very well dressed, with tasteful, understated jewelry to boot, like some Lunas or at

r than the fate that awaited before me the moment the wheels stopped. An

hroat and her large opal ring, I could bet she was a Luna. They tended to wear jewelry to symbolize their pack’s status, so

, but you look decided

fended that she had clock

powerful enough to be fated or chosen mates of Alphas

m n

to suffer the fate of a title wh

It’s not like I can refuse the Alp

best as you can then.” Her face blanched. “It’s about

ed. She w

ncouraging at all. Again, I tried to keep the though

your Alpha? Or a substitute for your Luna?” I asked,

th tigh

e years. He met her a few days ago, and

anced

to admit, he did a good job as a husband. I’m a bit jealous of your Luna and how he protected

he kept his vows to Paige, whom he had promised them. He had protected her til

lamed for feeling like an abandoned pawn. Considering th

me?” My new acq

How ab

she said, an

miliar scenery outside. To be honest, Carolina wasn’t the only one who envied P

clearly was? If my own mate could not love me eno

pulled over in front of a huge mansion. We disembarked from the car in a short wh

One of them said, leadin

n front. The rest of you go to the back.” I heard but was not u

The same thing happened to most of the fema

Dark Lord’s men. A few of us would be reserve

erly took position by one of the windows, trying to hide from the guards' s

l. Not stopping to wonder why they would be so careless, I snatched it immediately, clo

ooked me up and down and shrugged. “Nah. I like them with a lit

hem. They just kept talking about us like

e or not, I wouldn’t back down to any of these men without a fight. We stood in th

man I’d ever met. A powerful demeanor hung around him, dark and commanding, and despite my earlier burst of d

ad to

my head down, trying my best not to draw attention

alloped in

led. Shaking like a leaf caught in the wind, I lo

w that looked cut from marble. He was gorgeous, but

he asked again, and I flus

and held open the palm, revealing

pressing it to my neck. I squealed like a stuck pig, cold sweat breaking out on my brow

pened to meet. However stupid that sounded, it had be

weapon was against my neck, a sligh

y into my eyes. I swallowed helplessl

or even humor. It was mocking and disdainful

undoubtedly stupid. You would have failed, and then, you woul

closer to my neck, making me feel a sti

ed to get air past the

d me a moment more before turning on his hee

ought a chill to my spine as he ord