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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!

Celeste_18 · Fantasy
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90 Chs

Whipped Knights, Flower Path, and Destructive Saving

Facing them, I gave all a panicked glance, to which Azar just pushed me straight towards the lycans, who were howling loudly.

With a howl from a lycan that stood out the most from the pack, a commander most likely, they all knelt down on the ground propped on one knee while supporting their forearm on the other. Their heads bowed down, showcasing utmost respect and loyalty.

And the familiar nostalgic ache returned to my heart making my chest tight and heavy with undecipherable emotions.

Aaaaah, what am I supposed to do? Give a speech? Press a sword on their shoulders? What am I supposed to doooo???!!!!

Ever since these guys came to my life, I have been experiencing so many firsts.

"Stand up, please."

Yeah, them kneeling down in front of me, made me quite uncomfortable for some reason.

All I know was that it was an unpleasant feeling.