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Thirty-six: His story
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Ruthless Lycan King Thirty-seven: His request
Tatiana. His words ring in my head. I feel like I’m developing a headache. How was I so ignorant of what was going on in the world around me thinking life was perfect? Guilt threatens to overcome me. I had been living a life that wasn’t meant to be mine. Happy and carefree while Roy had to give up his birthright to save me and I thought my father was a good man. He was a hero to me… someone who took care of the whole Kingdom. But turns out he was a villain to others. “Of course, I later found out he just tricked me. With the way he took very good care of you, I don’t think he meant it when he threatened me. He just wanted me to give up and hand the throne over to him. So don’t hate your father just because of that… he may be my enemy but he’s still your father. This is what makes being with you hard… If I were to kill your father. Would you hate me?” Roy says and I gulp, trying to swallow the lump in my throat. He’s right. Even though I’ve heard the side of his story and learnt
Ruthless Lycan King Thirty-eight: A breeder
Roy. I had finally told her what I wanted to apart from the most important part and I couldn't find the right moment to tell her she might get pregnant. I don’t know what happened but I ended up knotting her twice. Which was strange, my pull-out game is always on point. When she asked if there was another way for me to get the throne without bloodshed, I wanted to tell her about the seer's words. About how the birth of an heir with her will lead to the rise of a new King. Although, what I do not know is if this prophecy only applies to me. I’ve been thinking. The rogues that came for her when I just took her with me… the intruder... They all wanted the princess. Could there be someone who knows about the prophecy and is trying to get the Princess so that they could get her pregnant and become king? Blood boils within me at the thought. I can’t let anyone else have her… I don't want to lose her. Prince Ezran came to tell me that somehow, his father’s new wife has been killed and
Ruthless Lycan King Thirty-nine: My heart
Roy. I run after her but she’s a blur in front of me, running faster than normal. My brows meet in confusion as I wonder how she knew. Only Simone knew… shit. I knew she would make trouble for me. I’m sure she wasn’t kind with the way she delivered the information. Explains why Tatiana is so pissed off at me and it's my fault for not being completely honest. ‘What the fuck did you say to her?’ I snarl through the mindlink, asking Simone, my heart pounding. ‘A-alpha… I didn’t say anything. I just told her about the heir thing. I thought she knew…’ Anger bubbles up within me knowing she did it on purpose. ‘I’ll deal with you later.’ I cut off the link and use my nose to follow Tatiana’s scent. We were doing well. Why didn’t I fucking tell her about the damned prophecy earlier? It’s not like I still wanted to go through with my initial plans. I don’t mind having pups with her but not to use her to get the throne… I want to start a family with her, to grow old with her… raise our
Ruthless Lycan King Forty: A threat
Tatiana. A few hours prior… I look up at Lyson in horror. “It’s not me. I didn’t kill these Lycans.” I say firmly, my heart pounding even though I’m not guilty. Lyson smiles faintly. His long hair is pulled into a bun and his pale blue eyes flicker with a strange emotion that makes me frown. “I believe you.” He sticks out his hand to me and helps me up. I feel relieved as I stand to my feet, not knowing what to do with my blood-stained hands. I gasp when a piece of my tunic is ripped off and I frown at Lyson but he hands it over to me. “Here. Wipe with this.” He offers helpfully and I smile, taking the cloth and wiping my hands. “What do you think happened? Have you told Roy?” He raises his eyebrow at me. “You’re on first-name basis now?” I blush, looking down at my fingers as I struggle to remove the sticky liquid. “It just turned out that way.” He shrugs and shakes his head. “The Alpha won’t believe you. Not with the warning from your father. He will think you have
Ruthless Lycan King Forty-one: Ashes
Roy. I find myself in town staring at Lillith's store. I feel like my very reason to breathe has been taken away from me. If I knew I would end up like this, I would have avoided Tatiana the moment I felt my feelings for her getting stronger. I would have held back as much as possible until they went away… knowing she was bound to belong to another. But I know I'm just saying… it's not like I didn't try. I tried hard to ignore the pull, the urge to claim her was just so strong that I found myself unable to stay away. I couldn't lie to myself anymore. I wanted her to be my Queen. Mine. Someone I could spend the rest of my life with. My soulmate… I had high hopes that we could be together forever. Sadly, it seems I'm not allowed to have a soulmate because of what I am. A freak of nature… a curse. Maybe I don't even have a soul. Tatiana will probably meet her mate at the stupid ball filled with lustful Alphas. The bastard will claim her… kiss her sweet, soft lips, sink his te
Ruthless Lycan King Forty-two: A plan
Tatiana. "My Princess, you've received flowers again." A cold shiver runs down my spine when Joane enters my room and says this. I look at her through the mirror from where I'm seated at the vanity table, my heart sinking when I see the purple posies I've been receiving since I came back here. "Joane, I told you to throw or burn these things when they get delivered," I say, lightly scolding her and she pouts, looking down at the flowers. "They are so pretty. I couldn't bear to throw them." I sigh, shaking my head. For some reason, the sight of these flowers makes goosebumps appear on my skin. It reminds me of that chilling note I found on my bedside table three days ago. Until now, I don't know who sent it and no one saw anyone enter the castle. I don't feel safe here and I miss Roy. My heart squeezes painfully at the thought of him. I've been waiting for him to magically show up in front of me but he's nowhere to be seen. I'm kind of disappointed. Am I not that importa
Ruthless Lycan King Forty-three: Friends
Roy. I was enraged. My pack consisted of about two hundred Lycans, some of which had found love right here in isolation and started a family. Now they were all left out in the cold because of the fire caused by an unknown enemy. Thankfully, there were no casualties apart from a few injuries here and there. I now understood why Lillith gave me so many crystal balls. I had to travel back and forth several times to get new supplies to create a temporary shelter. Just a few big tents to accommodate everyone until they are able to move into separate tents. I’ve decided to just create a permanent settlement here. We shall build a very large packhouse to accommodate everyone, a market, and a training center. If Tatiana meets her mate, they will rule together. That means I can’t have my revenge because it will mean hurting her and I can't have that. I can't do anything to hurt her. How can one cause harm to their own soul? It's not possible. That's what she is to me... she's my soul.
Ruthless Lycan King Forty-four: It's over
Tatiana. I woke up feeling extremely sick. The moment I opened my eyes, my stomach twisted and churned violently. I found myself practically flying to the bathroom and crouching over the toilet but nothing came out apart from the bitter liquid that served as a reminder that I didn’t have dinner last night. When I came back to my room after my walk, I dropped onto the bed and slept through the night until the morning. This is the first time I’m feeling this way and it’s really strange. A knock on the door catches my attention and I catch Joane’s scent. I’m seated on the bed, clutching my stomach and panting slightly as I’ve just come back from another futile attempt at vomiting. If this continues, I’ll end up puking my guts out. Could this be a result of my lovesickness? The way I miss Roy, I feel like I’m not myself. It’s like my heart, my soul and my body remained with him while what is here is only an empty shell. Goddess, I miss him so much, my heart hurts. The knock e
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Ruthless Lycan King Sixty: Content
Tatiana. My core knots with a pleasurable ache as his hands roam around my body, leaving tingles in his wake. ‘Fuck. You’re such a temptress. I wanted to be a gentleman and make love to you today… but it seems I can’t help it. You drive me crazy.” He says through our bond while kissing me bruisingly hard as if he wants to become one with my mouth. I moan against his lips, my fingers reaching for his pants as I struggle to take them off. I want to unwrap his massive cock from his pants myself. He groans, carrying me bridal style and placing me on a mat that I didn’t see earlier. It’s dark but the fairy lights and lanterns have illuminated the area, giving it that fairy glow. Roy takes off his jacket and shirt, leaving his pants. He nudges my legs open with his knees and rubs his large fingers along my pussy through the tiny thong. His eyes blaze that sexy red and a low growl reverberates from his chest. “On second thought, let me take my time and worship you, little bunny
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-nine: Some us time
Tatiana. Twenty months later. Time flies. More so if you have little ones running around and they keep growing when all you want is for them to remain adorable babies with squishy cheeks. Our pups grew quickly. Now they are like little tornados wreaking havoc in the castle and they have everyone wrapped around their little fingers. Life has been perfect. Of course, we’ve had some issues with rogues attacking packs or some werewolves finding faults with Lycans but in the end, we resolve the conflicts and everything returns to normal. The Kingdom has flourished since we took over. I became part of the council much to the elder’s annoyance saying it was not a place for a woman. But I don’t need to be a man to contribute to matters of the kingdom. My Alpha defended me of course. That man is very supportive and come what may, I know he has my back. Since the numbers were not even, I made Elyn join the council too. Females were tired of being sidelined. We demanded to be treate
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-eight: Prince Ezran's gift
Roy. “Fuck you, Roy! You did this!” Tatiana screams, squeezing my hand until I feel all my bones breaking. I don’t even dare groan in pain because compared to what she’s feeling, this is nothing. “How far? She’s been like this for more than an hour. Is it supposed to take this long?” I ask Gwendolyn who is now the royal healer. She goes between Tatiana’s legs and checks her before letting up with a frown on her face. “Not yet. There’s no crowning. She’s not ready to push yet.” “Ahhhh!” Tatiana breaks my hand which is just from healing again. “Cut it out! Remove it, please, I can’t take it anymore!” She screams, breathing heavily and my heart clenches in pain. I growl menacingly, glaring at Gwendolyn. “Do something! She’s in so much pain! I hate seeing her like this." Months passed since we took over the Kingdom and her belly had grown bigger than normal. She went into labour prematurely this morning and she’s been screaming since an hour ago but why do I feel like something
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-seven: Silverback
Tatiana. Just like I thought, there was an uprising. The werewolves didn’t easily accept that they would be ruled by a Lycan from now onwards. They were afraid but they could also do nothing about it. It’s easy to bully one Lycan but an army of them? They stood no chance so they hid in their homes like a plague had infested the Kingdom. It had to take weeks of us going around the kingdom, educating them about how there’s really not much difference between us. We are all shifters with a wolf spirit. I had to tell my story over and over again and they were fascinated to know that I had two beasts co-existing within me. Talking wasn’t enough so we came up with events that could make everyone interact with one another and from there, the werewolves realised on their own how barbaric their actions were because the people they shunned were just like them. The apprehension is still there seeing as Lycans are much bigger and stronger than werewolves but I love how they are all open
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-six: A moment of pleasure
Tatiana. Roy groans and cups the back of my head, holding me close to his neck as his warm blood seeps into my mouth. He tastes divine. His blood tastes like honey... so sweet and natural. A thousand emotions hit me and I know it’s not from my ability. It’s from our bond that has entwined fully. Now that we’ve completed the marking, I can feel what he feels. I can hear his thoughts if he lets me. We are one now. One soul and one heart. If I die, he dies, and vice versa. Delicious tingles flare through me... sizzling through every part of my body and I can’t help but moan as I push myself into him, feeling every ridge of his ripped body against mine. My tongue darts out and I lick my mark on his neck to heal it. It has already started to form and I can make out a shadow of a wolf and a Lycan inside a full moon. It's just like his mark on my neck. It's lovely. I reach my free hand between us and cup his crotch, loving the way his cock twitches in my hand. A low growl reve
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-five: The King
Tatiana. I didn’t expect to find my father in that state. The news of the male pup not being his must have broken him. My heart clenched thinking he used to be proud of me being his only daughter but was it all a front he put up so he could control me however he wanted? Silent tears flow down my cheeks as Roy hugs me protectively. I tremble, sniffling and he holds me closer. “I’m sorry, my love. I really wish you didn’t see that.” He whispers and I shake my head. “It’s not your fault. I’m just disappointed in him is all…” I sigh, wrapping my arms around his waist. Thank goddess I met him… he’s my anchor in all the chaos that has been happening recently in my life threatening to sink me to the bottom. His support means the world to me. I remember when he took me as his slave to threaten my father. At that moment, I thought I was doomed and my life would be hell but he didn’t treat me badly. He even let me stay in his personal space, sleeping on his bed… He washed me tenderly wh
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-four: Surrender
Roy. When I saw the mark on her neck, jealousy rushed through me like a raging inferno. I didn’t show it but it hurt. So this was why our bond was severed. That bastard had marked her… he had claimed my woman. He forcefully marked my mate. I can't even imagine how much pain she went through. The urge to rip his body to shreds overcame me but I held back. I knew I had to do one thing and that was to mark her and make her mine before someone else tries to steal her from me. Fuck the ceremony. I wanted her to be mine, now. Luckily when I asked for permission, she agreed and I didn’t waste time, sinking my teeth into her swan-like beautiful neck. Pleasure sizzled through me when our bond began to entwine together again. Sparks coursed through me starting from my toes, all the way to my brain. She was driving me crazy and if we didn’t have an impending war, I would have made love to her just the way I planned I would when I marked her. Hours earlier when I was searching for her, L
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-three: Save myself
Tatiana. I fidget in my seat under his leering gaze but I don't look away, not wanting to look submissive or scared. “Why do you want to wipe out the Lycans? What have they done to you?” I ask, ignoring his last sentence about getting me pregnant. He’s crazy if he thinks a forced bond will make me give myself to him. Benjamin picks up the glass of wine on the table and takes a sip, smirking. “You may have grown up as a sheltered Princess but everyone out here knew about Roy. The Lycan Prince who was slowly growing his army of Lycans so he can come back and grab the throne. They were only rumours but I knew there was no smoke without fire. And when Lyson confirmed it when he first shifted and left for the Lycan pack, I knew I had to do something to prevent Roy from getting something I’ve always wanted.” He pats Lyson on his shoulder with a proud look on his face. “Thanks to my brother, I Knew Roy’s every move. I created an illusion of myself with the magical staff so I wasn’t the
Ruthless Lycan King Fifty-two: Marked
Tatiana. I was shocked when I came to. I was expecting to find myself in a dungeon or tied up in some room but I was in a big luxurious room with a big bed in the center. It was still a prison though. I realized this when I tried to escape through the window and the damn thing wouldn’t open. It was sealed shut by magic. The door wouldn’t budge either. Simone was nowhere to be seen so I couldn’t even ask anyone why I was brought here. Banging on the door would be futile so I decided to wait until they come to me. Only, I didn’t expect to see the person who has just walked into the room. Alive and well. “B-Benjamin?” I squeak, my eyes widening. To say I was shocked would be putting it lightly. “Hi, Tati... long time no see. Miss me?” He asks with a smirk approaching the bed and I stand up, stepping backward toward the window. “I saw you die...” I murmur, my heart pounding hard against my chest. What is happening here? He raises an eyebrow and spreads his arms wide. “Yet, here
