Marked By The Lycan King

Marked By The Lycan King

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He came into her life on a one-night stand, forever changing her fate. Kara was an ordinary girl, ostracized from the rest of society just because she was an Omega. The Northern Capital Pack was a cruel place for such. She was mistreated until a night of despair when she got entangled with the most powerful and cold-hearted Lycan king ever known, ruling over the Western Bridge Pack. She thought it was supposed to be a one-time thing, and so she left the following morning. However, the Lycan King of the Western Bridge Pack isn't the type to walk away from. When he found and captured her, she was already pregnant for him, which she hid, but for how long? Now, her destiny must change. She thought it was all about being the Lycan king's Luna, as she was his mate, but there's more mystery: the truth about the Lycan king's cold heart and the future of her own life when new dangers arrive, threatening her babies.

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Chapter One

Kara's POV My lips quivered in fear as he dares his intense gaze at me. His eyes are bloodshot, sending chills down my spine.I whimpered words of forgiveness when he began to move closer to me. "I'm sorry, sir.""You're sorry? Oh, I'll show you what sorry means. Get on the bed."I dare not quickly do as he tells me. My hands are sweaty already and ready for another punishment from my stepfather, Chris, tonight. He sees me as nothing but a punching bag.He starts to remove his belt, and before I know it, he wipes it on my chest. I scream out instantly, grabbing the spot, but he stops me when he bounces on me, his weight pressing me into the bed."Please..." My voice is now a whisper.His right hand holds both of my own, as words emitting from him cut deep wounds inside me. "You're a nothingness who's supposed to glad I didn't send you out there to become a rogue. Your mother is just a whore, as you're her little waste product!"He continues to spill vile words that perilously destroy

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6 Chapters

Chapter One

Kara's POV My lips quivered in fear as he dares his intense gaze at me. His eyes are bloodshot, sending chills down my spine.I whimpered words of forgiveness when he began to move closer to me. "I'm sorry, sir.""You're sorry? Oh, I'll show you what sorry means. Get on the bed."I dare not quickly do as he tells me. My hands are sweaty already and ready for another punishment from my stepfather, Chris, tonight. He sees me as nothing but a punching bag.He starts to remove his belt, and before I know it, he wipes it on my chest. I scream out instantly, grabbing the spot, but he stops me when he bounces on me, his weight pressing me into the bed."Please..." My voice is now a whisper.His right hand holds both of my own, as words emitting from him cut deep wounds inside me. "You're a nothingness who's supposed to glad I didn't send you out there to become a rogue. Your mother is just a whore, as you're her little waste product!"He continues to spill vile words that perilously destroy
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Chapter Two

Kara's POVThe loud music was carrying away the worries of the night; people were on the dance floor, happy and free. I wasn't happy, and I wasn't free.I shifted my gaze to the bar and immediately went to sit down on the footstool. All I needed was alcohol to get drunk on. I had no money to pay for the drinks I intended on buying, but I just wanted to get rid of the pain my conscious mind feels.The barman shot me a look I knew very well to be one of disdain, but I ignored it."Tequila shots, please," I demanded, and I saw the reluctance in his eyes. Yes, he hadn't expected an Omega to be allowed inside such a big nightclub.I lower my head when the sharp pain slit past my heart again, and when the drink was handed over to me, in no time, I took it to my lips and gulped it down.I winced softly at the bitterness, and a tear slid down my face. I collected another almost immediately after the first one.Sincerely, I don't want to spend another minute with my right senses.The second, t
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Chapter Three

Alaric Claw, Lycan King of the Southern Tail Pack's POVI jerk my head back as I drink the last content inside the liquor bottle before I slam it onto the table. My mind is disturbed by that random woman I helped twice tonight.I have always been selfish, only caring for myself and no one else. Even my family knows me for my barbaric acts, but tonight, I actually felt great when that woman told me thanks for saving her.I pushed my hair back and walked to my study table, where there's a large sheet of paperwork filled with maps of the royal buildings and schemes of the Northern Capital Pack's wooded areas."Speak." I demand one of my men."These are maps showing the locations of spots where we've heard the howls of rogues in the Northern Capital Pack. In our research, we see that the Northern Capital Pack has the lowest economy and is prone to having rogues because of the rejection of Omegas, who later became lone wolves and rogues and have been spreading out to other nations, especia
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Chapter Four

Kara's POVI wake up to the sound of birds chirping past the window and the waves of the trees in the woods. I panic the instant I see myself on a bed—a luxurious one at that.Chris never allows me to sleep on the bed, even though there's one in my room. I sit up and cry at the sharp pain I feel in my core. I feel like I have just finished stretching my skin to the point where it cracks and leaves me with a wound.My stomach hurts too, and my back feels like it's been exercising. Then I remembered what I did last night. My hands brush my hair to the back as I try to stand up.I don't feel any regret about the sex, even though I felt judgmental about how I did it.I make my way to the window afterwards, my legs shaking. My eyes, on the other hand, kept admiring the beauty of this space. I really wish I could get to know who this strange man was with all the wealth and connections he's got.The Northern Capital Pack isn't known for its accommodations or a good economy for having such a
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Chapter Five

Kara's POVTwo weeks later, and I am still alive.For some reasons, I have grown leaner than before. Chris had gotten more wicked because of my rejection the other night. He won't demand to rape me again, but he is now harsher and uncaring of my health.I only eat twice now, and while the second one is night, the first one is never morning. Maybe in the evening, sure, or sometimes I eat both foods at night. He always finds work for me to do from morning until evening before I then eat.Since I cannot complain, I have rather grown used to it. For the past two weeks, by the way, that night has become my treasure. I keep the memories close to my heart and allow myself to relive them in my dreams and thoughts whenever I am working.For example, I have been working since morning because Chris wanted to refurbish the interior decor, and I've been carrying furniture in and out. It's a wearisome work. My back hurts so much, and my fingers have been cut because of the harsh materials, but I da
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Chapter Six

Kara's POV. Dark rings of light meet with my sight as I awaken to consciousness. I feel weak and hungry, and it feels as though I have been dead for days but have now been revived.My hands rub my forehead, swiping away beads of sweat as I sit up on a mattress placed directly on a wooden floor that creaks with my sharp frenzy movement.Where am I? Quickly, as I asked the question, I surveyed my brain, aiming for wherever the answer could be. The last thing I remembered was running away from Chris and planning on killing myself. I can still recall the beating of the air against my face, its deathly demeanor, and the free fall of gravity against my rigid body. And lastly, the fear that pumps poisonous blood throughout my veins.My wolf wasn't happy with me either, and till now, I assume that's why she isn't out, trying to help me make sense of this place.I am in a dark room, dimly lit with a few candles that may soon burn out, and the space is stuck with such furniture. I'm sure it is
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