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2024-10-29 19:42:56Hello, dear readers.
This is an open letter of my apology to you. I have seen your recent comments on the last updated chapter of this book and yes, I deserve every single thing you have said to me for not updating this book regularly.Nothing I say would make you believe me cause I have made promises in the past and I have broken them. All I can say is thank you so much for loving my book enough to get mad at me when I don’t update or keep my promises.The good news is, the book is close to the end and you all won’t have to worry anymore.The bad news? Well, to get there might be pretty hard and will require patience. Not from me but from you. I have decided that instead of keeping you waiting for too long and disappointing you over and over again, I will compile the last remaining chapters and update them at once so you can read to you hearts content and finally finish the book.I know this might be hard but it is the best way for us all so as not to feel disappointed anymore.Once again, I am sorry and I assure you that the book will be over in a few weeks—maybe even two as I have already began compiling all the chapters as I write them.As for the complaints about me starting a new book😂😂; don’t fret. It’s pre-written. It’s just like this book was pre-written when I used to update it regularly a few months ago. Not pre-writing chapters for a while is the reason why I’ve had this setback and disappointed you all.So the new book isn’t my focus because all the chapters been updated have been written a long time ago and I’m only just updating them.If you feel generous enough and not so mad at me anymore(lol) you can check that book out too and let it keep you occupied for the next two weeks because it’s going to be updated daily with no hitches.Thank you so much for coming this far with me on this book.Believe me, I never expected this kind of reception and it makes me grateful to you all.I love you all.Regards,Adeola.P.S. My name is pronounced Ah-Day-Ore-La(d)❤️
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Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 163-ZAHIR
ZAHIR. I definitely didn't see this coming. Standing before me was an epitome of raw, natural beauty and it felt like I was just seeing her for the first time. Or maybe it wasn't her? Someone must have conjured some dadk magic to look like her because I was damn sure that Serafina wasn't going to do this. It was unlike her. I blinked, coming back to reality and realizing that she had nearly gone naked in front of my guards. "Serafina, is something wrong?" "Does it look like something is wrong?" She asked as she began to walk towards me. No, I couldn't let this happen. Walking over to her, I bent and picked up her robe, immediately covering her body as I tried to keep my eyes away from her. It was a literal war to actually do that because all I wanted to do was discard that piece of clothing and lay my hands on her. My breathing was ragged now and my groin had tightened. I was glad for the pair of briefs I wore underneath my breeches to protect me from the swelling bulge of my m
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 164-SERAFINA
SERAFINA. I knew this was a stupid and utterly degrading to do but it felt good. Really good to have his lips grinding into mine. I had angered him into kissing me aggressively and I was oddly enjoying it. Apart from his good it made me feel, I was doing this so I could spite Hera in the future. I was going to make Zahir desire me, I was going to make him fall to his knees all the time and if it had me stooping low enough to conquer his restraint, then I was going to do it. His lips left mine, grazing my chin before he moved to my neck. I titled my neck to the side and tried to press my body into his but he pushed me back into the wall, causing me to let out a squirmish whimper. I wanted to touch him, too. I wanted to feel his body on mine but he was doing this to punish me or what? His other hand grazed down my arm, slipping to my waist and going lower till he cupped my buttocks in his large hands. He slowly began to knead as his fingers teased my core from time to time. I was on
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 165–SERAFINA
SERAFINA. He palmed my buttocks and lifted me so he was able to take off the rest of my dress and now, I was fully naked, vulnerable in his arms. He cupped my cheeks in his hand and kissed me softly on the lips and his length pressed into my lower abdomen. I didn't need to touch myself to know that I was dripping wet. As my thighs moved against each other, I could feel the squish between my legs. "Spread your legs out for me," He whispered into my ears as he continued to kiss my neck. By now, my senses were already clouded and I could barely think for myself. But I felt my legs part open for him and when I felt his tip rub against my entrance, I jerked and cried out, gasping at the sheer pleasure that shot through me. Slowly, he filled me up, stretching my walls and sinking deep into me. I cried out, gasping as my eyes teared up. "Are you okay?" He asked softly and brushed a wisp of my hair behind my ear. I looked into his eyes and nodded. "Yes, I am okay." "Do you feel uncomforta
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 166-SERAFINA
SERAFINA. My heart nearly flew out of my mouth at the sound of his voice. I hadn't expected him to be back so soon. Pushing to my feet, I grabbed my clothing and placed it over my chest to cover my nakedness because I was feeling slightly uncomfortable with how hard his voice had sounded. His gaze was cold, steely and for a moment, I was forced to believe it wasn't Zahir standing before me. It wasn't the man who had whispered softly in my ears and asked me to talk if I was not comfortable. He was the same man who had cuddled me to sleep, who had made me feel really comfortable. But now, he looked so cold. It was so cold that I could feel the chills in my bones. "What are you doing underneath my bed?" I gave it a glance before shaking my head. "Nothing. Just picking up my dress." I laughed nervously. "You should leave." He said and began to take off his clothing. The embarrassment that washed over me was otherworldly and as I put my dress back on, I tried not to glance at him. He
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 167–ZAHIR
ZAHIRI'd been restless all morning. Waking up to see Serafina sleeping peacefully beside me had set a release clause. One that had me climbing out of the bed in order for her not to wake up and leaving the room. I closed my eyes and sighed before taking a sit on my swivel chair. Last night was everything for me. She’d been willing, wanton and totally desiring to be claimed by me. She had surrendered herself totally to me and I had enjoyed fucking her. I wanted more. You know, I'd have woken her up with my cock in her but that fear of the unknown still remained settled inside of me. Only for me to return to see her still in my room, kneeling underneath my bed with my cloak in my hand. It scared the shit out of me. I still had no idea why I was afraid of her finding out about the alter ego I created. Probably the fear that she was going to hate me for identifying as two persons, maybe. Well, my era of being the cloaked Lycan was over so there was no need to feel this paranoi
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 168-SERAFINA
SERAFINA. My feet sank into a puddle and when I looked down, I realized I was standing in a marsh. It was where this all started; the realization that I was somewhere else. The critters of nocturnes floated into my ears and an owl hooted in the distance, sending a wave of panic washing over me. I looked around me to see grasses, reeds and sedges growing around me in scattered patterns. I was also surrounded by water and when I looked up, I realized it was a dark, starless and moonless night. I knew I had to get the hell out of the marsh so I began to wade in the opposite direction, hoping it took me to dry land. As I waded through the marsh, I heard a voice calling my name and turned immediately, nearly tripping and falling into the water. "Serafina!" It came again. An oddly familiar feminine voice that sounded like it was coming in the northern direction so I began to follow the sound, still hoping it took me to dry land. The hem of my dress was already wet and it was starting
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 169–ZAHIR
ZAHIR. She sobbed into my chest as I gathered her into my arms. I'd never been this happy that she was awake. I'd believed she was never going to come back and even with that slight conviction, I had stayed by her side, hoping and wishing she would finally wake up. I kissed the top of her head again and closed my eyes. "Serafina, it's okay. I am here. Right beside you." Slowly, she calmed down. Her cries softened to sobs before becoming tremors and sniffles. "You're okay," I whispered into her hair. Once she nodded, I led her back to my bed. We took a seat and I cradled her in my arms. Tipping her face towards me, she looked into my eyes. Her eyes were red and teary but it was a sign of life. A sign that she was alive. And I was so happy. More than relieved. I don't think I've ever been this happy my whole life. "You drove me crazy, Serafina. You don't know how crazy I went when I was told you were unconscious. I thought I was going to lose you. It scared my shitless
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 170–SERAFINA
SERAFINA. "You drove me crazy, Serafina. You don't know how crazy I went when I was told you were unconscious. I thought I was going to lose you. It scared my shitless and I just...I fucking lost it. I was stupid enough to think I didn't need you. That I could do without you and that you meant nothing to me." I was still sinking in the words he had time me before he left. I was definitely not in my right senses when I heard his heartfelt confessions. It was probably my mind playing games with me. It had to be. But here he was, seated right beside me with my tray of food on his lap as he spooned food into my mouth. He fed me like I was a little baby. With so much tenderness and carefulness. One of the easily sexiest things he'd done had to be when he wiped off the mayonnaise that stained my lips and licked it up. I felt weak to my knees. It was all true. He really was treating me so softly. It made my chest squeeze. It made me feel good but it didn't eliminate the conflicting though
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Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King THE END: AUTHOR’S NOTE.
Yes, the book has come to and end! God, it fills me with so much joy to have finally give. This book a befitting ending☺️ I would like to say a big thank you to my readers for putting up with me and still sticking around to read my book. Special shout outs readers with the names Pab, Debra LeBaron Mixer and Chanlin Davies! Y’all are the real MVPs who also almost made me cry whenever I didn’t update and I read your comments, lol. Although I understand that it all came from a place of love for my book and I am so grateful! Thank you so much for coming on this journey with Zahir and Serafina! Now, I know some commonly asked questions. Will there be bonus chapters? Well, I’m thinking about but chances are…I won’t, lol because it will be a huge spoiler for the next book. Yes, the heard right, the next book!☺️In case you haven’t noticed, our dearest human and Lycan couple are having the first hybrid! You did not also forget the prophecy too, did you? Haha😅Well, writing the next book s
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 187-THE END?
ZAHIR It was still dusk and the first morning light was yet to appear. The silence was deafening and I was sure that if I screamed, my voice was going to ring around the whole of Lycaronia. I was relieved. So relieved that everyone was able to escape. I had watched Serafina leave with King Zach and Dahlia in the carriage, not calming down until I got information that they were out of the boundaries. It was just me. Even Steven had left with the others. I had ridden him with the duty of taking care of everything until my return, if it ever happened. But I knew I had to end this once and for all so I stayed back and waited for the Prince to arrive. He was going to meet the shock of his life. I mounted my horse and rode to the eastern part of the boundary as King Zach instructed. According to him, he was going to be coming in through that direction. So I waited on my horse, rage boiling through me when I heard the sound of heavy hooves beating and drawing close to the b
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 186-ZAHIR
ZAHIR. Several men were stationed in different parts of the border. In less than an hour, the human army had filled the whole place, coming with horses, chariots and carriages. They all helped in informing people. They went from house to house, warning the people about an impending attack while the others helped in the evacuation. Some families left with their vehicles while some were helped into carriages and transported to different Kingdoms. It was safer that way. This went on for several hours nonstop but this didn't eradicate the panic that filled my soul. I remained restless, making enquiries on how things were going on functional posts. I was assured not to worry by Steven. "Where are they being evacuated to though?" Steven asked when he returned from his inspector to give me details of what was happening. "They would have to stay in the Kingdoms for the main time. It's the only option we have because Aries is probably on his way here. We can't risk him finding
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 185–ZAHIR
ZAHIR. It had to be a dream of some sorts because I didn't believe it was King Zach standing before us. A bigger dream that Serafina was carrying my child. If anyone told me two surprises couldn't coexist, I could easily debunk their statement with these scenarios happening before me. As soon as he set eyes on Serafina, his lips trembled as tears filled his eyes. He moved towards her, his arms spread out to wrap her in a hug but I stretched out my hand, stopping him as he made a move. "How dare you?" I asked, my voice in a low rumble. "What are you doing here? How did you get into my Kingdom?" My eyes narrowed on him. He raised both of his hands in surrender, his expression giving nothing away. "I mean no harm. I am here with good intentions." "Then state it." I gritted out, ignoring Serafina who stood beside me, moving from one side to the other. "I am here to warn you about something," He continued, then his eyes darted towards Serafina. "I am sure she know
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 184-SERAFINA
SERAFINA. A gust of wind blew my hair forwards and I forced it back behind my ear before taking in my environment. I was standing on a pier. I recognised this immediately. Turning, I began to walk out of the pier towards the sandy beaches. I was finally back to my mother and this time, I wanted to remain here for good. I wanted to be with my mother. I was done going through all the pain and suffering and didn't want to go back anymore. Being here, right where my mother was, mattered the most to me and I was glad to finally make my way back here. I caught sight of her. She was still dressed in the same clothing. She was gathering sticks to make a fire and when she caught sight of me coming towards her, they dropped to the ground and she straightened. I stopped before her with a teary smile on my face and she pulled me into a hug. We remained in silence until she pulled away and wiped the tears off my cheek. "I want to remain here with you, mother. I don't want to go bac
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 183–ZAHIR
ZAHIR. For days, I stayed locked up in my room, drinking my life away and inflicting pain on her when I had the chance to. It was equivalent to inflicting pain on myself but I was unable to stop myself, unable to stop this pain in my chest. Hell, I was far more miserable than she was, beating myself up each time I inflicted pain on her. But there was nothing I could do about it. I was long gone. Things had gone awry in a space of a few days since finding her rummaging my things. I had sent her out in anger and so much hurt. Hell, I had expected her to say something to pacify me at least. Something she really meant and not some stupid fucking apology. Then I thought she had escaped from the palace, unable to take more from me. It had put me through so much panic. I knew how I had searched for her while beating myself up for putting her through a lot only for her to coke running back to me herself. My anger had returned, only intensifying when I caught a whiff of an all too famili
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 182-HERA:His Mistress.
HERA. Thunk! Sweat dropped from my brows as I kept cutting wood with a heavy ax. Well, it wasn't so heavy but with how I had moved from a position where maids were at my beck and call, this was a fucking downgrade. But that didn't really matter right now. Not even the splinter that pierced through the other surface of my skin. I pulled it out and continued to split wood, sweat pouring down my back. Once I was done, I gathered the wood in my arm and took it to the furnace where I usually cooked, dropping them all to the floor and looking down at my palm. With every passing day, it was a countdown to the tone Zahir would tire of Serafina and come back to me. Very soon, I was going to be out of this terrible place and in his arms once again. Hours ago, I'd been returning from the river after going to fetch water for my hut. It was really far away and I was so exhausted and had been on the verge of breaking down and bursting into tears. I had cursed Serafina in my mind, wish
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 181-SERAFINA
SERAFINA. "Remain still and I'll let you go. I mean no harm." A distinct familiar voice said from behind me. I nodded and the hold was released. Turning, it was Prince Aries standing before me. My eyes widened in surprise and I blinked to be sure I wasn't seeing an apparition. I had seen a lot of that recently and I wasn't sure what to believe anymore. He smiled. "Yes, it's me. I know you don't believe but it's me, Sera, it’s Aries." "I know who you are," I blinked, taking a few steps back and wondering if I should be happy about this development or if I should feel uncomfortable. However, I couldn’t hide my shock. It’s the second time Aries has found his way into Lycaronia somehow. “How are you here?” In one move, he was standing before me, his eyes light with cheer. Then he pulled me into a tight hug, wrapping his arms around me and filling me with his warmth. I was just taking all of this in when he pulled slightly away and cupped my cheeks. His lips brushed mine in a so
Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King 180-SERAFINA.
SERAFINA. In a space of one day, things had fallen apart. So bad that I couldn't even pick up the pieces. I'd be thrown out of his chambers thereby, reducing me from the post of his mistress to a mere slave once again. I had returned to my room in a teary mess, trying not to think of how he had looked at me with utter disdain, like he couldn't stand me. How had he gone from being all over me to barely wanting me to be in his presence? As much as I tried not to think too much about it, I was greatly hurt by it. I couldn't stand the gossip from the maids either. Whenever I passed by a group, all they did was glance at each other, their gazes telling tales I didn't need to hear verbally. A few of them were bold enough to whisper when I passed by. I couldn't even snap at them to stop. That respect had been stripped off like it was never even there. I had lost favor in the sight of the king, they said. He must have gotten tired of me because I couldn't satisfy his needs, all
