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Pet of the Ruthless lycan king

Pet of the Ruthless lycan king

Author: kingdavid
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Chapter 1 Rachel's pov

Word Count: 1197    |    Released on: 20/09/2024

shed me. I expected it to come from their previous reaction

ed me out in the dead of the night, I wept trying to get their symp

ad luck" my mother said as she threw a stick a

ny hope but I was disappointed as they

g in the pack not being able to change s

ng I was all alone at the mercy of the harsh forest, there had been

knew at once that they were king Lucien's men Th

of them looked in my directio

t I was alone and far from the safety of my pack-if they had ever been my safety at all. "What do we have here?" one o

r presence as oppressive as the thick air of the forest. "She would fit perfectly as a nice tribute for the Ki

ng me to my feet and forcing me along a path that led deeper into the forest. My head s

ying to think of a way to escape, but with each step, the reality of my situation sank in deeper. I was being taken to King

ith the spoils of countless wars. The man himself sat atop a raised platform, his dark eyes fixed on me with an unsettling inten

uthority. The men who had captured me shoved me forw

uards said. "Found her wandering

anted to scream, to beg for mercy, but I held my tongue. "She

k away. His expression was unreadable, and for a moment, the room was filled

he palace," he said

uties-cleaning, cooking, anything that needed doing. Days passed in a blur, the life I had known fading into a distant memory. The o

that seemed to be failing him more each day. Her pale face grew thinner as time passed, and it wasn't long before I learned She w

oached him in the dimly lit servant's quarters. She

going to find herbs. There's a spot in the fores

feverish eyes. "It's too dan

d, squeezing his hand before

ispered through the trees, and every rustle of leaves set my nerves on edge. I had grown up fearing the rogues-

I knelt down and began to gather the leaves, my fingers trembling with ur

ood f

ey were thinner than I had imagined, their fur matted and dirty, but their teeth were sharp,

tten in my hand. The growls grew louder, closer. I could hear th

en I t

s. I tried to scramble to my feet, but the wolves were upon me. One of them lunged, te

ked up a tree across me and i

Luc

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