The Lycan King's Fated Luna

her youngest daughter's room. Charlotte rarely did this, but on special occasions when s

confessed, her eyes brimming with tears. Charlotte moved closer, taking a seat beside her

xperience the shift soon. It won't be long. You're a she-wolf; don't let anyone convince you otherwise. Yo

confidence in myself," Daisy admit

lpha King, an invitation no one should decline. Whether mated or not, werewolf or human, everyone is encouraged to attend, Daisy. Remember, your father was a powerful w

ng words," Daisy replied, regaining her composu

r. Daisy couldn't shake the feeling that her sisters and everyone else might not be thrilled about her joining them at the party. Her mother is all she has left after the death of

isite dress from her wardrobe, a stunning blue gown. She adorned her neck with some carefully chosen jewelry. Despite not being a wolf, she was determined to make an effort to look beautiful for the evening ball. Applying a touch of red pigme

unique outfit that complemen

one to the party. Mirabella didn't add any more comments as they walked out of the room and headed towards the palace. Daisy walked behind her mother as she folded her hands together. The village was already flooded wi

with their friends after the party. When they entered the palace, both humans and werewolves were present, an

ned with beautiful chandeliers and burning lanterns, casting a warm glow

es, and the people were busy tal

Daisy's heart and mind. She found herself swaying to the music alone. Almost everyone in the village knew she was a weak wolf who couldn't shapeshift, and they couldn't approach her because they saw her as bad luc

r. His eyes were burning like a volcano, and judging by his appearance, she could see he was from a strong werewolf pack. His brown eyes stare at her as if sizing her up to check something. His full, pink lips

hen she managed to find her voice back. Looking at the man, it felt as

nearing her hair as he pulled her closer, the rhythmic thudding of

ans are delicate, aging swiftly, fated to dissipate like a