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MATED TO THE CURSED LYCAN KING
MATED TO THE CURSED LYCAN KING
Author: Naughty Quills

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last update Last Updated: 2024-11-08 15:19:02

SIMONE .

 

My hands became shaky, and tears brewed up in my eyes. I refused to believe what fate had in store for me. The reality became way too harsh to handle, and I swallowed hard. My heart was racing in my chest while my eyes remained pinned on the text message on the phone.

 

“I'm pregnant. Let's meet at the usual spot. We have a lot to plan away from your barren mate, of course.” The text read, my heart shattering into a thousand pieces while my eyes glanced over the contents repeatedly.

 

I always knew something was wrong. It's been through my marriage to Marcel; the first two years were blissful, but then he became cold. I'm in my third year, and I wasn't sure what had caused it. I believed it was one of the burdens that came with being alpha.

 

He had spent a few nights out for several months still keeping things away from me. I didn't question his reasons; he was alpha, and more still, I knew my marriage to him had begun teetering at the edge. I couldn't bear to lose him, so I kept to myself, hoping things would change. But I was wrong—what a bloody fool I had been!

 

Just like one of his many nights, he got several texts, then a call, and he stormed off into the bathroom. I wasn't the type to go snooping around, but I couldn't handle any more of him sneaking around.

 

“What the hell are you doing?” Marcel asked, jerking off the phone from my clasps. With each movement, my world was torn apart and plunged into darkness. My entire existence had been a lie; my marriage was a failure.

 

“You've been having an affair?” I asked, the words heavy against my lips. I quivered with fear, not  daring to get on his nerves.

 

“So what if I am? It has nothing to do with you being barren.” Having said those words, he wriggled into his clothes and walked past me, drawing a long hiss. My knees gave in, and I fell harshly against the floor. The coolness on the tiled floor seeped into me, coupled with my pains.

 

I remained on the spot, bawling my eyes. He had an affair; I had done all I could to make the relationship work. While I headed out the door, I grabbed my keys  and stood to my feet, tears streaking down my eyes. Every pair of eyes remained pinned to mine, but I didn't care anymore.

 

I was done acting like everything was fine, Marcel, and i. fell in love at a young age. I got married just like we planned and hoped for a happily ever after, but I never got a chance to get mine.

 

Here she was, some strange lady pregnant for him. My heart skipped many beats with the haste I took to my feet. I wasn't sure how to handle my life anymore. I was ruined. I needed solace. The only way I could get it was from my sister. 

 

She saw it coming, warned me severally, I wished things could have changed, she always spoke sick of Marcel, and I believed she was jealous. Eleanor and I were adopted by our parents; the Alpha King had a mate who died mysteriously not long after getting pregnant; he swore not to get himself a new bride; both our mothers happened to have passed out; not soon after his mate had died, he took us in, and we remained each other's half best friends forever, sisters by bond, and yet not blood.

 

Oh, my fate. A bloody one at that, she warned me I didn't listen. I ignited the engine in the car, I felt every hardened gaze pass in my eyes, and I flaunted my marriage in the eyes and ears of whoever cared to listen, that I got married to one of the richest and most powerful alphas in the werewolf clan I wasn't sure I could bear with it anymore; it was too much for me to handle.

 

I ignited the engine in the car and drove out of the mansion, still feeling the pain. The memory played in my head: the pregnancy, calling me barren, meeting at their usual spot. I had been a fool, knowing nothing.

 

I highlighted the car heading for the  building as I staggered on my feet dejectedly towards my sister's entrance; the door had not been locked, and I was no stranger. I pushed it open, not bothering to knock.

 

Drawing close to her, the tears kept falling in a continuous, heavy downpour. I was warned, she warned me, and my spirit was left in dismay for what to say.

 

“Don't stop… I'm, yes, like that. There.. Harder!” Eleanor screamed, moaning like her life depended on it. I stopped midway on the stairs; she never spoke to me about having a man or being in a relationship. What in bloody hell was going on? Filled with desperation, pain, and curiosity, I drew closer towards the door. I heard it louder now—the slamming of two bodies!

 

“Uhhghhj fuck.” The grunts immersed, coupled with eleanors moans, the door was opened, clothes littered soon to the floor from the emtrace, it seemed like it had been a rush, the door was opened, ajar, but my eyes lingered on the blue shorts. It had been the same that Marcel had worn out of the house.

 

It wasn't possible. It couldn't be.

 

I pushed forward. and there he was. From the back, I recognised him. He had already begun pumping into Eleanor, thrusting into her with all his might.

 

“Fuck, I'm cumin," he snapped, pulling out his cock hastily and holding a firm grip against it while his cum spilled onto Eleanor's face which had a satisfied look and a pleased smile etched on her lips.

 

“Marcel?” As they both turned towards me, I called out, my voice shaky. Eleanor was startled, but Marcel had neither moved nor flinched a bit; he wasn't bothered, as I had seen.

 

“You've been fucking my sister!” I yelled, This time, the pain was gone, and anger riled up  within me.

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