The first chapter.A werewolf is not a Lycan. The distinction is that a Lycan can transform into a (larger version) of a wolf anytime it feels the urge. It is more powerful and frequently adheres to a pack.They have better strength, reflexes, coordination, speed, agility, durability, endurance, and regenerative abilities to werewolves while in Lycan form, and can crawl past walls with ease and speed.Silver cannot be used to kill them. A werewolf, on the other hand, can be killed by piercing the head or heart with silver implements.***Miller Jones, Monarch.When I wake up after the hot, tiresome sex with Tina, the pack slut, and my current bed partner for a nice fuck, I stretch my limbs. She gives me coitus (sex) whenever, wherever, and whenever I want it. For me, her body is a plaything. I’m the one in charge, and I do anything I want. I am pleased with her services. She never fails to surprise me. I stand up and go to the bathroom to take a hot shower to relax my muscles. After g
Miller, Alpha King.I’m in town with Chris and my beta. When we got close to a coffee stand, I felt my Lycan stir and want to come forward. I take a big breath and try to relax, but it’s futile. I’m sure he’d like to come out.“What has gotten into you, Demon?” I inquired of my Lycan, but he did not respond. He’s just anxious. I’d sense it. It seemed as if my Lycan is attempting to escape from me. I know I had to do something to keep him under control before he takes over my body.“Are you alright, my king?” My beta inquires. He seems to notice. I nodded, attempting to remain cool. I had to come up with a solution to calm him down.“Nothing. “Everything is fine,” I say. As my Lycan battles for control of my body, I pretend to be OK.“What the hell is wrong with you, Demon?” I scream my way through the mind link. Then it struck me. I can smell the most enticing and seductive scent.In joy, my wolf Demon growls and shakes his tail.“Mate,” he snarls.He says the most irritating thing. T
The encounter with the Lycan King.Lycan King Miller’s stance. It’s been several weeks since I met her. Because of Demon, my Lycan, I’ve been looking for her. I have yet to find her. I’ve searched every inch of this kingdom, but there’s still no sign of her.I know she’s out there some place, but she’s so cleverly hidden that I can’t find her. She simply vanished into thin air. I’m not sure where that she-wolf has run to, but Demon has stopped talking to me because of her. I have to find her before it is too late.I need to find her and stop Demon before he causes irrevocable damage. I must act quickly. I did everything I could to find his mate. Her smell, like her, evaporated into thin air. I would not have looked for that feeble she-wolf if it hadn’t been for my Lycan demon.*** Mia Perspective.My mate has a bad reputation as a womanizer across the Lycan and werewolf realms. I should be wary of him. I’ve felt restless since the day I met my mate. He is the cruelest, wicked, and mo
Rejection.Mia.When I open my eyes in human form, I flinch out of bed. My heart rate rose when I realized I had awoken in an unfamiliar place.I have a peek around. The houses are wonderfully white. I’ve never seen such elaborate designs on walls before. The bedclothes are also white.The bed is spacious and inviting. I took a sniff of the bedding. It has a chocolate and strawberry scent on it. A seductive fragrance that made me drool. When I realize I’m on his bed, I freak out. I am on the bed of my unwelcome mate. I start panicking. I cast a downward glance at myself. I noticed someone had spruced me up. I back up, knowing I needed to get away. My heart is beating with fear."You’re awake," a cold, gruff voice mumble behind me.I froze before gently turning my head around. My mate is right in front of me. He has silver hair. His ocean blue eyes are so captivating that I am drawn in. His shirt displayed his well-toned muscle form. He has a prominent cheekbone. He is in a pair with a
The Lycan King.King Miller’s point of view.I locked my gaze on my lovely mate’s stunning blue eyes. Her face is oval, and she has sparkling blue eyes.Her eyes are small and square, and her lips are full and rosy. Her hair is long and thick, and she looked radiant. I wanted to reach out and touch it. My Lycan begs me to let him take over so he may meet his mate, but he becomes depressed when she rejects him and tells us she loves another wolf. She desired to depart from us."You are to blame. You turned her against us. Why did you slap her?" he moans in agony."Do you not hear her? She has rejected us. She confidently declares that she doesn’t need us. She refused to have anything to do with me. She has rejected us." This drives both me and my Lycan insane. It sucked, as I felt a piercing pain in my chest.What is causing this reaction in me? That pitiful she-wolf. My Lycan is hurt, but he will not reject her."She even has a boyfriend—a fucking one," I retorted to Demon."What abou
Miller’s point of view.I close my eyes, resisting the temptation to show her that I deserve some respect from her. She looks at me with scorn, and I know I have to keep my cool. Before responding, I slowly open my eyes and take a big breath."I’ve already made my decision, little wolf. You’re staying in that room," I growled as I face her. "Your opinion is not what I’m looking for," I said, my voice low and threatening."I don’t want to be anywhere close to you," she growls."Can you stop being a bitch? I’m not attracted to you. I just need you to calm down, my Lycan-wolf, and don’t ever think you can get out of here," he smirks. "You can never escape from me."Mia’s posture.At 12 p.m.I’m starving. I stroll through the halls until I reach the kitchen. I receive a lot of different looks from the pack’s members. I don’t mind. I only need to satisfy my ravenous stomach. I quickly found the kitchen and entered it.My gaze is drawn to three attractive Lycan males sitting at the table. W
Mia.I walk down the corridor, where I ran into the man who had complimented me earlier.“Hey, are you new here?” He inquires.“Hello. No, I’m only a guest here, and I’ll be leaving soon,” I say with a smile.“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, I’m Scott, the pack’s beta,” he introduces himself.“My name is Mia Divas,” I introduce myself.“I can show you around, and perhaps we can be friends if you don’t mind,” he says.“I don’t mind. It’s nice to have a friend here,” I say.I can feel a furious look behind me. I can feel the tension in the air as the stare continues. When I turn around, I notice my mate, who is expressionless and has a trace of rage in his eyes. He makes no comment. He’s just staring at me. I give him a smirk before walking away with Scott.**King Miller’s position.I moan and blame myself. I know that I have no right to slap her. Even if I don’t want her, she's still the one my Lycan wolf desired. Of course, I lost my cool as she continued to disrespect me. I take a long breath
Mia.Why am I in pain? I’m already aware that he’s a man whore. I know who he is, yet seeing my mate screw another wolf makes me cry, and my wolf weeps. It’s excruciatingly painful. I’m depressed.I want to show him how much I hurt, but I lack the confidence to do so. I know I deserve better, yet I’m still in misery. I only wish he understand how much this pains me.He should have let me go after accepting my rejection. I shouldn't be in this situation. I should be free and happy. My boyfriend and I are in love. Miller never loved me, but instead of accepting my rejection, he chose to keep me as a slave for his Lycan wolf. I am no longer able to be in control of my own life. I am not allowed to make decisions for myself, and I am being forced to stay in this toxic bond. I try to approach my wolf to comfort her because I can sense her treachery and pain. I need to find a way out and return to my boyfriend. Miller can’t keep me here and damage my relationship. I’ve got to get out of her