The Lycan King And His Human-fated Mate
ence and old-world grandeur – rich mahogany paneling adorned the walls, interspersed with leather-bound tomes that emerged from the shadows like ancient sentinels. A sprawling oak
an undercurrent of unease slithering through his veins – a preternatural sense that
So often, he found solace in this ritual – the familiar sting of the liquor, the way it seemed to dull the incessant ache of his
owy expanse of the Drake estate's grounds. Though the moon had yet to crest over the horizon, he could
e, mist-shrouded valleys of Tartovia to the gleaming spires of modern civilization. For centuries, they had borne the weight of this unh
hroes of transformation had overtaken him – the agonizing contortion of bones, the feral hunger that flooded his senses, robbing him of all sembla
rites and teachings that had been passed down through the Drake bloodline. Ethan remembered his sire's words with haunting clarity:
his discipline, and his mental fortitude until the transformation became not a curse, but a formidable wea
pe the specter of his true nature. The Drakes were more than just captains of industry – they were the undisputed alpha
is family's name like a noxious vapor. Idle speculation from the ignorant masses, he had always dismissed them as such – th
gs, someone had managed to stumble upon the truth? The thought was almost too terr
er apart. To have their existence unveiled, to be exposed to the harsh scrutiny and judgment of a world that un
g under the sudden onslaught of inhuman strength. He could feel the familiar burn of transformation creeping through
was the alpha, the unquestioned ruler of his pack – he would not allow his co
s that had been a part of his teachings since childhood. Gradually, he felt the beast's
ainst the sanctity of his pack's existence, he would confront it head-on. He would marshal every resource at his disposal, leverage all of his consi
line of resolution. Whatever storm might be brewing on the horizon, he would face it without
the veil of secrecy, no matter what depravities he