A breeder for the lycan king( Resisting the mating bond)

re'

indedly ran my tongue over my lower lip, a

ist clenched in anger, vexed

hat she slipped past the gates, which are usually heavily guarded at all times

her feel good, so how exactly could she escape? Or even t

assemble a search par

used, shaki

ion told me he was strugglin

nds to flip over the hourglass on the tabl

tasked with monitoring her every

ty. And what about the alliances? If she's gone missing, it might

ckle, amused by wha

and focus on better things. Besides, they adored her. When I found out that she was my mate, it w

entle hum of the air conditioner. The discomfort of causing pain to my mate gna

pon those who had robbed me of her. I had conquered packs,

olf, the very tribe I abhorred

per before me, stunned by he

" my Beta

h. What was I to do with a nineteen-year-old? Babysit her? H

n? What am I supposed to do with a teen

hosen by Selina. It's not a

e as its Queen. It's forbidden. A werewolf cannot sit beside me, not when they took my mother

ble to live without her, I thought otherwise, All I could see was him being cruel and selfish,

voice jerked me from my stream of thought

ugged at

te, there must be something precious about her for her t

er, mold her into whatever I want her to be to me, and whe

orned my face as I thought of how broken her parents w

alled her his pearl, right to my face... I was going to make sure I broke her myself, enjo

fault that she was chosen as your mate neither was it her fault what happened with

t person I expected to talk in such a way to me, not when he knew how

Phoebe was the only person who consoled me, telling me everything was goin

t your majesty, your mate is supposed to be the one you t

They. Do. Is. Make. One.

forced at a young age to take responsibility for every single person in this kingdom, so do not talk to me about her being

be given to Phoebe and no one wi

r Maj

e angrily, standing up abruptly

ou do not say a word out of your mouth ever again" I threatened, walking in large strides toward the door, with m

back," I slammed the door in his

when memories from the night my mot

d body in my hands, a part of me had

ide, I tried to get them

ands holding the decanter firmly. I hurled the glass of alcohol I had poured at