Mated To Two Lycan Heirs

Vanessa came out of the bathroom very excited, her hair neatly combed. It was her eighteenth birthday, and she couldn’t wait to celebrate with her family and friends.

Vanessa was like any other youthful werewolf, eagerly anticipating the moment she would meet her fated mate. Her parents, Craig and Yvette, had told her that it was customary among werewolves to meet their fated mate upon reaching eighteen.

All of a sudden, Vanessa could hear loud growls and howls from outside. She got afraid immediately. She could sense a looming danger. Before she could understand what exactly was going on, her mother barged into her room.

Vanessa hastily asked her mother, “Mum, what’s going on out there?”

“We need to leave now; it’s unsafe here currently,” Yvette, her mother, replied immediately. “Hurry up, Vanessa! We need to look for a place to hide for now,” Yvette stressed.

Vanessa and her mother ran through the growing chaos. Snarling and howling grew louder as smoke rose in the distance, a result of the ongoing destruction and anarchy.

Vanessa’s whole body was consumed with fear as she breathed heavily. She couldn’t believe that a day would come when she would run for her dear life.

“Mum, where are we running to?” she asked.

“My child, we are going to the vault. Nobody can locate us there,” Yvette replied.

As they ran through the destruction, Vanessa sustained an injury to her leg, blood oozing from the wound. Despite the pain, she pressed on, determined to reach the vault and escape the anarchy at all costs.

An enemy from the attacking pack spotted them as they were escaping. Just as he was about to pounce on Vanessa, Yvette lunged at him with all her power and knocked him down with a powerful swipe. “Don’t you dare touch my daughter!” Yvette yelled, her voice filled with protection.

Upon reaching the vault, Vanessa held onto her mother tightly. The walls reverberated with the sound of the ongoing battle, but Vanessa and her mother found temporary refuge from the ongoing anarchy.

Lynx had led his soldiers into Vanessa’s pack. The moon’s light dazzled brightly on the werewolves, casting a glow on their strong frames. Looking fierce and aggressive, they moved into their rival’s domain to strike. Lynx and his pack were known to be brutal and ferocious, and they had never lost a war. The battle raged on violently. Amidst the chaos, Lynx caught a scent that made his heart beat quickly: the scent of none other than his mate.

“Halt!” Lynx commanded and turned to his soldiers.

“I can perceive the scent of my mate in this pack, and I have to find her to know who she is. Remember, no prisoners, no mercy!" His soldiers obeyed instantly upon hearing their Alpha's order.

Lynx maneuvered through the ongoing havoc, dodging all of his rival’s attacks. His focus was on finding his mate. The scent became more intense as he moved closer, increasing his resolve to find her. He seemed to be completely under the influence of the scent.

He eventually got to the vault and saw Vanessa cloaked around her mother’s arm, looking terrified.

Vanessa was horrified and tried to figure out who might have discovered them, even in the hidden vault.

She looked up, and her eyes met a pair of piercing green eyes that she had never seen before. She was terrified before, but she unexpectedly felt calm. She couldn’t stop the shivers running down her spine.

“Mate…” Lynx uttered.

“Mate…” Vanessa replied.

Yvette immediately stood up and moved Vanessa behind her. “This can’t be possible... Vanessa can never be your mate, never!” Yvette voiced.

Vanessa wasn’t listening to what her mother was saying; instead, her eyes were fixed on Lynx, and she couldn’t believe what was happening.

“Who is this tall, muscular, and good-looking man?” she whispered to herself. Lynx's presence exuded authority, and he had a predatory demeanor that made him both alluring and menacing.