A Child For The Lycan King

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filled my mouth. I would leave here no matter what and show them that I was no weakling

clenched, I took one step at a time, but it was already getting darker and the sky was covered with black curtains. I

casting an eerie glow over the forest, I sensed a shift in the air. The normally tranquil sound

something was moving around the bushes. I could barely see anything, and it was even worse that I was wolfless. So

owl shattered the silence, causing me to whirl around to face the threat. Emerging from the shadows, a mass

idn't know how, but I found myself running with no place in mind. I tripped and fell on branches as it became dif

rewolf lunged towards me, its massive form hurtling through the underbrush with unnatur

ll from the color of their eyes that glimmered in the dark that they were omegas from my pack. But why

raced with adrenaline, my mind calculating my distance from them. I struggled

was thrown to the ground and the next thing I felt was pain, excruciating

t the wolf remained rigid and just when I was about to scream out in extreme pain, the wo

ize myself as the pain intensified. The others took the opportunity to start attacking. I fell on my knees when I felt a sha

body against a tree. I watched them with my half closed eyes. I could see one of t

e unbearable pain to come, but nothing happened, and instead I heard a growl. With my heart beating in my ears, I slowly opened my eyes a

let out a final, mournful howl, their form shifting and contorting un

ut to move away from the tree when suddenly a hand came around my shoulders and

asleep in the stranger's arms as the smell I perceived added to it like a sleeping drug. I felt my back touch someth

candles that were burning in the wooden building. The smell of the

d was startled to see the godlike creature in front of me. My eyes trie

lancing down at me, making me feel vulnerable. He looked so magnif

ff me as he studied me with his mesmerizing eyes that burned into mine. He furrowed my brows, and s

eyes opened slowly when he was done. There he was staring at me with an unfat

him could ever exist. I had never seen any man this good-looking, or maybe

of his lips when he moved closer, and my toes curled in response, feeling a tingling sensation as they brush over m

for him, giving him access to take a delve into my mouth as he ventured deep with his tongue. We fin

nd. His rich and soothing voice felt soft and pleasant in my ears. It brought

int that both terrified me and inflam