The Lycan King's Forbidden Mate

e sky in hues of blue and yellow. I walked quietly down the familiar path toward the pack house,

spot, right behind the pack house

it for me, and we would stay there every ti

ed before. I sighed as I let my fingers trail the rough concrete of the pac

sform... For me, that's an endless v

look

dn't have to look to know who it was. I turned to face him. A

st." I repl

ust thin

ng abou

missive, his lips twis

end alone thinking, you still can't change the fact tha

ice, but I promised to myself that last nigh

till wa

s steady despite the gr

's any of yo

ith anger, his gaze se

eing my mate? You are nothing but a heavy reminder that as long as my stupid father is still an Alpha, I ca

ords striking dee

Walden Fox, your wolf never came, and it never wi

to steer clear of him. "I'm not clinging to anything, Aric. But I

ed back; he seemed surprised; maybe

t or not, you and I, we both don't have a choice. We are bound; w

ly twisted at the me

on't deserve someone like me. And my fa

hiding forever

p voice spoke behind me. His dark eyes gl

ll as I do that the bond is stronger than anyth

s as he sat on the go

aiting for you to find your mate. There are whispers, d

w cle

. I am no king for no good re

ered to the young ones

uds the path, my king. The mate bond, it's not something t

cannot use the pack's

e low enough for

be forced. You must let it guide

ze shifted to the treetops acr

this conversa

sounded on the h

me

pen, revealing my trusted Beta, Serio. His broad frame

Marc

d, bowing

his is the right time? The Dark Forest is very unpredictable, the winds have been

's before I poure

rns, Serio. I ordered an expe

as no mistaking the power behind my

ready the warriors and the

ghtfall, when the m

rp like a wind howli

k Forest is dangerous

st at night, Serio. And that is why we

scaped my lips. "Understood, my ki

ds of my warri

efore letting the half-ful

n my o

sharply, though his pos

the pack is ready bef

od.

e map sprawled across my desk. My eyes caugh

Walker

et another smirk