Mated to the Lycan King.
's
before, and it could onl
eatures. After all, rumors about this place ran rampant bey
ing by his guarded expression
w. A male from the Commoners pack, a wandering werewolf taken
ing else behind it. A strange pull that mirrored my own. My heart was beat
ill aimed in my direction. "Can you drop the gun, please? It's kind of s
ous, as if he were evaluating something. He could probably tell I was one of them by my scent, though I
His wolf, just like mine, was threatening to b
me as his animalistic gro
el the bond, as confusing as it was. I barely kn
" I began, trying to m
nowing glint in his eyes. There was no denying it now, the connect
himself, "Ho
the pressure of the moment. "Ava Goldingt
antly changing. His gaze darkened, and any softness or
s voice dripping with disgust, and I fel
ried to defend myself, but he raised his
meone like you," he sneered, taking a step
a cruel slap from reality, and all the hope I had been cli
him see-feel-what I was feeling, but he pulled
shoot. These bullets are silver," he s
ng time, I felt truly, utterly rejected. Without a word, I tur
t one to gi
ew the mate bond was strong, stronger than myths or prejudice. So, I cooked for
hey stopped talking the moment they noticed me, and Horland immedia
, hoping for a small c
here again," he replied,
ing out the lunchbox I had prepared. "
between us, clearly co
to them with a sigh. Without warning, he grabbed the lunchbox from my hands an
ack my tears, refusing to be seen as weak. I turne
each attempt. Eventually, I gave up. I couldn't force him to accept me. All I could do was hope for a quie
show everyone I was not what they thought. The pain was unbearable, but I succeeded. I shifted, howling at t
weak and exhausted,
sounds, I saw chaos unfolding. Wolves were tearing into each other, bodies littered t
ed to think clearly. I grabbed my father's journal from my room and fled throu
hrowing me against a tree with brutal force. My vision b
t. I was g
somethin
ough my fading vision, I saw a pair of white eyes. I couldn't make out the f
forehead, and before I succumbed to u
my light in the