The Lycan King's Female Alpha Mate

Arlo

f which the goddess had identified as my mate. The next minute, I was running behind the little boy, keeping eno

ollowed him behind. I could not let him go so easily, n

le m

al

ess really want to punish me in such a manner? W

l of my real mate, the one the goddess had created just for me, would fill my heart with joy and glad

crowd at the party. I tried to search for him, but I was snatched by other dignitarie

e my best friend and beta had encouraged me to.

he was male had found a wa

was; the high table that enabled us to see every inch of the garden, or the effect of the alcohol that sharp

. I had to know him. Who he was, where he came from.

would be fine, but there had to be a rejection tonight. There just had to

m the table and diss

est. Our mate bond enabled me to pick up his rath

e of the questions whose answers I would be provided when I finally got a chance to speak with him. I ran behind him

y step that I took, until I got to the side of a

t encompassed the atmosphere. I started to walk around, to search for a door. But inst

of a rusty and dusty mirror. He did an

ft to the right, over and over again, examin

hed in grave silence as he took off his shirt and tossed it to the ground like it was not made of t

is back and slowly untied the knot behind him. Layer by layer, he star

. I gulped hard on my saliva to dampen my dry throat. On h

back of my palms, blinked rapidly, and opened my eyes again. I fought hard to ignore the pounding of my hea

watched him.. I still had to call him a "him" because I wasn't quite sure what he was yet. Whether I was blind, too drunk, or the goddess had created a

oung and beautiful girl! But I c

is the

ere a pool of desire twirling in my stomach? Now fully naked, she heaved a s

rained fro