The Lycan King's affection

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f the council room. He didn't and no matter how hard I tried to pul

. "Are you crazy?" He asked me. Without waiting for a response, he co

rotected her

did not do s

n. I didn't expect any less from him. He was used to kissing the feet of tho

, my daughter is the granddaughter of Abigail De'crescent and could be

ho was looking out for the future of the

l but it did the job. It kept his ugly mouth shut. "Don't you dare!" I warned. "I am not jealous of that runt. I just wan

you sayi

e wouldn't give in to my demand

were together," I began, cradling his face to effectively send the message across. "If she get

sgust. "Kill her?" He complet

this pack's beta, you are unbelievably soft. Camille will no

mille. She is

ng but I needed to be nice. I just needed to appeal to his emotions. He loved me.

out, retreating from him. "Are you goi

e but I flinched away. "I am not the original after all. Yo

me. "I did that to be with you and

. Sure, I had the grace of the relationships I had built growing up in the Lily of the Valley pack, but there was no way any of them would choose a relationship over a true bloodline. "Hector, you

this pack to kill the Alpha's biologica

lest of them if they were rewarded just as equally. "A daughter that put the pack in jeopardy. She killed the pheasants for the Lycan King and now the Lycan King pays up a visit when we d

r is still

austing. I released him from my hold

his own. You aren't a fake and even if Fate decides to be cruel

w the state Camille was in, if she hanged herself in her cell now with the Lycan King visiting, no one would suspect a thing. I would

does

e possible if Camil

hen I knew I had him. Hector's obsession with my father had been a weakness I knew to exploit. It all came fu

tor's eyes flickered with a mixtur

his love for me, his ambition to attain power and t

nce, one I had practised masterfully ove

, and the responsibility that comes with being an Alpha," Hect

uctively, emphasizing every word. "You would make a phenomenal Alpha. One I would feel honoured to stand beside as his Luna. Those who make history were never ethical. They were people who took what

, Eva," he admitted, his voice filled with both devotion and resignation. "But we must tread cautiously. Ki

k what should rightfully be mine. Camille would take it all away whether it was her intention or not. She just needed to prove she

s a way of twisting things beyond our control. We cannot afford to be pa

But we must strategize and create the illusion of innocence. Once we have gathered enough evidence against Camille, we

ssary for what came next, I wo

ut my impulsive nature. Together, we were formidable. But I had outgrown him

ide of history. You choose to forfeit me." I pulled my hand away from him, hiding t

ands in place. "If you want her dead so m

u w

ld me. "I would do

mouth. He was afraid. Deadly afraid. But Hector would do

ou would

green now and it was repulsive to look out. But I could

, he was out of sight and Adele, my stepmother propped out

deful tone threading through her voice, "you

ring her own formed on my face. "Yes, Moth

he demanded, her voice b

other gullible id

mean now

re in the pal

onvince them to commit treason along

oo

nto place danced inside me. "And the

in the anticipation of what was to come. "We have placed them strategical

, the web of secrets and lies I had spun, were finally reaching their climax. The power that I had yearned f

fall of my father and this pack for daring to sco

*

LLE'

nd unforgiving. The seconds felt like hour

did not make any of it feel better. Seeing my new ho

were bones scattered around and the rats didn't h

ed. I was better off as Camille Gallagher, daughter of a re

e true made me want to die. The goddess must have heard my request because as I w

open, revealing the silhouettes of two men. Their harsh whispe

her, is

adn't passed and with the Lycan King in the Lily of

tears away, steeling

tered the courage to speak. "

h a scarred face, sneered at me. "Doesn't matte

kness or a possible means of escape. But they seemed like

heard my voice echo back three times before it dawned on

lint of steel in their hands. They intende

lled in me by my sentinel 'father', I br

ulnerable knee joint. My target screamed out in pain as his leg buckled beneath him. Seizi

very move. I dodged his clumsy strikes, using my smaller frame to my advantage. With each nimble s

em an advantage. One of them managed to grab me from behind, restraining my movements. I

With a final surge of adrenaline, I twisted my body, breaking free from my captor

. Blood stained his shirt, and his eyes widened with shock as life slowly drained from

the dagger out of my hand. I was stunned and before I could react. Hi

. My body lost its mobility as the man proceede

ut you killed him. My brother in arms. Now, I see why yo

quid trailing down from the back of my head. Was th

is steps were barely audible. The monster bashing my head a

nd it wasn't from me

my will to survive. I fought back the encroaching darkness clouding my visio

e from the assailant's grip. As he stumbled backwards, clutching his broken

unfolding before him with an intensity mirrored only by the fir

ace from the relentless assault on the wall. Despite the haze of pain and disorientation, I

withdrew a gun from his side a

, wh

ang that would solidify my end registered, the strange

her man, breaking his grip

he desperate gasps escaping my lips, formin

ack. As soon as the man was immobile, the stranger grabb

t in my gaze and then I noticed his blood-red irises. He was L

e who was beh

met the Lycan stranger's gaze,

assistance. The look in his eyes told m

support, the weight of my batter

you?" I a

Gald

anied by searing pain. "Why did.. why did you h

Galdina." He replied, leadi

ecognized me too. Or perhaps it was the mate bond

e damned if I put my life in th

d in my eyes as I stared at the man who claimed to be saving me. "Why are you

ice calm yet tinged with urgency, "as the descendant of a healer bloodline, you possess

new my name. He was yapping about my mother's heritage too. The herit

ng about? And what do you

grandmother was a powerful healer, respected and revered in her time. She possessed extraordinary abilities to mend wounds

s any of this have to do with King Dimitri?

s are none of your concern. So you need not worry about it. He never explicitly asked me to save you, but he

, fear, and a spark of curiosity. Could this r

kindness of the Lycan

you take the hand of a monster that is honest? We want to use you Camille because you have the potential to bring about positive change, Camille, and I believe that is why y

you wan

help my Kingd

eb of power struggles? But even amidst my uncertainty, I couldn't ignore the instinctual pull within me. He was asking f

nd again, "Help m

as a symbol of trust, a precarious bridge I was will

t of here, I promise