EX-HUSBAND'S REGRET: DIVORCED AND CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING

Chapter 3 Not Human

Word Count: 686 | Released on: 27/04/2026

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my feet sank into the wet grass, watch

the two dead wolves began to fad

remely violent and dark e

ffocating and heavy. A feeling I couldn't run from, unless I wen

feel as feeble and docile as a hu

ht was di

I could track every singl

l the stench of blood cooling in the dead wolves, and beneath th

check if she was running a fever, th

closer, I smelled the lo

ew feet away, his breath

thudding against his ri

was the roar of the rain and the d

sky, briefly illuminatin

ll it all without fe

a sharp int

red, his voice trembling and

ttention was entirely

of black ink in the wet grass, and I

before feeling its dampness on the ba

a lon

tticus's voice cracked, rising

d just behind me. I could feel the heat of his anxi

ing, naked and drenched in blood under the storm, standi

my madness. She had touched me when I was at m

ea was ludicrous, a violation of the sacred

line, and she was nothing more than a st

presence could call forth a primal desire in a Lycan or other, a hunger not unlike the way our raw power could hypnotize

juries begin to heal and the dark

e energy out of her. That sh

pposed to

in the back of my throat, but it was quickly

r. Surviving that, and the way my own wounds ha

nally spoke to Atticus as

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EX-HUSBAND'S REGRET: DIVORCED AND CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN KING

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“"Sign it. You're no woman if you can't give me an heir." Niamh gave Marcus two years of her life, her unwavering loyalty, and her silent love. In return, the billionaire CEO served her divorce papers and a one-way ticket to the gutter. Cast out into a rainy night with nothing but the clothes on her back and twelve dollars, Niamh's story should have ended there. Instead, she stumbled on a stranger in the rain. In an attempt to save him, he kisses her senseless. He is the last Lycan King standing, and a man of terrifying power, yet he is haunted by a seven-century curse. When the king has a taste of Niamh in the pouring rain, he knew he had to keep her for himself, even though she was human and it was against the laws of their kind not to mingle with humans. The King needs her essence and Niamh realizes she could use her body to get what she wanted; revenge on Marcus and his mother for humiliating her and making her waste her time. Now, the woman Marcus discarded is rising as a global conglomerate queen and a Divine Enchantress as assigned by the Moon Goddess. While her ex-husband's empire crumbles into bankruptcy and his body rots with a shameful curse, Niamh is learning that being "claimed" by the King is much more than the contract she'd initially made with him. He wanted to use her as his cure. She wanted to use him for her revenge. But in the Lumina Realm, the Goddess has other plans.”