TAKEN BY MY HYBRID LYCAN PRINCE

I always wanted my mate to be powerful, a warrior that could match my every move and thought, and he was. Mike was a powerful Lycan - Vampire hybrid and during the past week that I h

set jaw. His now brown eyes looked like torches as they lit up in desire, but the coldness was still there. But j

tried to pull away but I found myself slowly leaning into his touch, biting off a moan as I felt his hot rod on my thighs. My body wanted this, the heat, the passion - I never knew I was deprived but his kiss and touch awakene

thrust sent me over the edge. I was losing myself in the tumultuous pleasure, the feeling of being controlled by someone stronger just breaking my resolve until suddenly, I didn't want to be dom

*ck had started to stretch me further. Then in a smooth motion, I was on the ground on all fours, my head facing the tree as Mike presse

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.., it took a while for me to notice that I was on something quite soft and not on the forest grounds. I quickly opened my eyes to check where I was and I was dumbfounded to see

erstand the whole situation, what was going on, what were Lycan hybrids with an innate hate for witches doing with one?. I stood up from the bed, but it was then I noticed that I was in a green loose gown. I stumbled out of the room and in

green eyes sparkled with an unnatural radiance, my body tensed ready t

d you she is my mate, put

in a room with three people that could kill me in seconds if they felt like it. It was then I felt that subtle connection with

me sort of 'thing' he didn't like, yet couldn't get

n. The bedtime stories you told us, about witches, Werewolves and

ed authority, that definitely wasn't there yesterday. Their bloodlines must have been influencing their behaviours and hybrids were kn

creature to join us, then fine. Now listen closely my little lovel

up, she took a breathe before she c

aboo and the relationship that gave birth to your existence was also a taboo for both the Lycans and the Vampires. So your parents, though both

Shiva Gillian of the Luminous tribe and your mother

countless thoughts just popping up. How could this be?, how could an already bad situation get any worse?. It w

red. Mark just sat quietly, but the cracking and splitting of wood from the armrest of his chai

gle person that had a

for revenge, but because of the people I could already guess they would be

ther's older brother and heir to the Lycan throne, but he fell in love with an Elder Vampire from the Scryer clan, a taboo in and of itself. They were hunted down like chickens and the only reason I took you in was

gainst two people, they were going against every werewolf tribe and Lycan under Shiva's hold and every Vampire in the Scryer clan and I was about to be thrust into all this madness. Suddenly I regretted kicking J

, they will still die by our hands. We will take our rightful