Seducing The Lycan Prince

RowenaI always thought that being eighteen should be the happiest moment of my life. I always dream of waking up and seeing my parents’ joyful faces, bringing me cakes, and singing me happy birthday. How Dad sneaks me wine and lets me drive his car just like two years ago, and how on this eighteenth birthday, I will see them stand proudly beside me as I transform into a full wolf. But no. That’s not going to happen. Not anymore. Not after they die in perished flame because of my foolishness and the goddess’ cruel fate that gave me this monster as my mate.“Hey, why are you not moaning?” Javier slaps, not slowing his thrust. “Are you tired?! Is my dick not big enough for you?! Should I call the boys to make you moan with one fuck?!” he screamed, pushing himself harder. My eyes widened in shock as another tear fell from my eyes.No…Please… Not the boys again...“No… Please, I can’t endure it anymore. I…” and once again, I’m being slapped. I forgot I had no right to speak without his c

RowenaThe divorce process went faster than my mating process, and soon I became a widow with a single child at eighteen. I left with no money or even child support, as if Javier had planned to kick us out long ago.“Well, I should have expected this from the start. I should have followed my gut instead of believing this translucent mate bond,” I mutter, feeling another tear prickle my eyes. Although I’m the one who legally lost everything, I can’t help but feel sorry for my son. It’s already enough for him to be born as our child, and now he must endure another torment because his stupid mother can’t control her mouth.“Mommy, let’s go…” Asher tugged my shirt. I wiped my tears, feeling embarrassed he caught me crying.“A-Alright, sweetie, let’s go…” I said, quickly carrying the luggage along with my son as I didn’t want to tire his already fragile body.Walking on the hill, I stopped at one of the nearby trees. I stared at the Lavish Pack’s scenery, and a flood of memories surfaced

RowenaI stood shocked after hitting the bumper, but even more, I’m taken aback by the way the stranger groped me. Why in the hell did he touch my breast?“I—” before I could utter something, the bumper immediately covered my mouth, and I was surprised to find that it’s the previous old man!“Shut up, sweetie,” the old man said, his breath smelling like cheap alcohol Javier used to drink. “Just be a good she-wolf for Daddy and enjoy this treatment, or else you will regret it…” Then, with one swing, he drags me to one of the unoccupied rooms. Panic immediately rose as I felt my son's grip loosen by force. I attempted to call for help, but somehow more people crowded this damn flat, and before I knew it, the door was already closed. The last thing I saw was the sight of my son running to the receptionist, who busy talking with one of the brothel’s mistresses.Inside the dark room, I scream and kick, begging the old man to stop, but instead of letting me go, he slaps me hard. I instantl