Lycan King's Beloved Mate
"All these planets and stars make me hold my breath, but a glimpse of you always takes it away" ~ ~ ~ All Seraphina wanted was to successfully die at the hands of the world's most feared and powerful Lycan King, Ares Maximilian Dacre. However, she had not planned to be totally smitten by him at first glance and faint in the said person's arms. When she turns out to be his mate, the entire pack seems more than happy to welcome her, she becomes the owner of a strange stone, and the burden to save the world from destruction falls on her shoulders, she might have gained more than what she bargained for. Can Ares' love heal her broken heart and shattered soul and make her believe in love once again? ~ ~ ~ "It's not how I feel about you, but rather how I have never felt for anyone else. " ~ ~ ~ "I, Rowen, Alpha of the Hunter's Pack, reject Seraphina as my mate... " There was a pin drop silence in the hall as he proudly announced his rejection with a wide smile on his face. Pfft, this fool. Loud gasps filled the tensed air, as the most powerful person in this entire banquet came up behind me, wrapped his strong arms around my waist, and nestled his face in my neck. Shivers ran down my spine as I softly caressed his face. His authoritative stance and murderous eyes made everyone gulp in fear and shake in anticipation. "And I, Ares Maximilian Dacre, the Lycan King, claim Seraphina as my mate and promise to cherish and protect her, if anyone if so dares to look at her wrongly." His intense glare then fell on Rowen, who trembled pathetically. Oh how the tables turn!
Heavenly Chamber, Fiery Touch, and Drunken Confession
I shuffled around on the smooth silky bed sheet, yawning as I stretched my arms and whole body, satisfying cracks emiting from my stiff muscles.
This is the most relaxed I have been in a long time. More like forever. My old rock of a mattress didn't even come close.
I sighed in relief and content before my eyes shot open and I sat up straight on the comfortable and cozy bed.
Where am I? Last I remembered, I was talking to my transcendentally handsome mate who had forced me to lie on him.
Ok, you caught me, I pretended to be uncomfortable lying on him just to be, you know, and willingly laid on his silky fur.
Remind me to ask him if he used some lotion or something on his fur.
I ran my hand through my now open unruly hair falling all over my face and my eyes widened as I carefully scanned the room.