The Lycan king's Forbidden Craving

he King's warm breath brushed her skin, his finger traili

't like the heat starting

lable desire that came with them-the periods of intense, primal u

, inhaling deeply, as if her scent intoxicating. He

all on four." His voice rough and thic

her voice came out like broken waves. A guttural growl

rom him, her legs weak with fear. His pair of golden-red ey

dress and loosened it, letting it slip d

egs, and arched her back. A bitter sig

whimpered, beads of sweat cascading down her face. She tried to pre

Ravenwood Pack, but instead, she was here, at the mercy of

na caught a glimpse of his figure and her breath caught in her throat. Under the dark, his muscles rippled b

tching the sheets tightly. He folded them behind her back and press

firm, hard, and ready. Its tip pressed agains

ar too huge fo

t a loud scream, trying to pull away, but his hand t

e pulled out and slammed back in,

ried in the sheet. She couldn't move, paralyz

it hu

pulled out again, then slammed back in, d

hrust making her scream in agony. Tears cascaded down her face. Her hatred fo

Not until she destroyed every singl

nly to thrust back in hard,

and yet this time it felt different. Her body reacted, heat

ning, but she didn't like it. Her

he

were shattered when the Lycan King, took her by her hair to pull he

ow rested on her neck, his grip firm as h

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ing candelabras and gold. Her gaze settled on Lady Valkyri

embroidery, the woman features were the very definitio

the strongest alphas, had been chosen

greeted with a bow, her

houlder, her expression unreadab

Selene responded, he

able to handle King Duncan's rut. Tales had mentioned that Kin

an tends to lose their mind if it takes too long to get to find th

uncan was beginning to lose himself, making his r

marking a Luna instead, he chos

during his rut. Perhaps he was yet to

e a beast during his rut, and she hated ev

g brought a satisfying smile to her face. At least

asked. Sometimes it took two or thr

t even the strongest among them won't last long. His Majesty'

fingers brushing against t

ths, yet king still wasn't ready to mark

he was like this during every one of his ruts-impatient, an

her room and heading towa

e slaves with her Darling

ugh the walls, each scream reminding her that she was the onl

and torn apart, their lives snuffed out by the

of the King's chamber, her excitement quickly faded. She halted

the chamber in front

r Darling-was not screaming i