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Stealing the Lycan's Son 14. Camilla
14. CAMILLAMy head is pounding, and my whole body feels like it was run over by a truck. What the hell happened to me? I groaned."Are you sure she shifted?" someone said in a cautious tone."Yes, father. I saw it with my own eyes..."I could hear voices around me as I groggily woke up. They were arguing, that much I can tell. When I opened my eyes, the voices stopped."Are you okay?" I blinked before seeing Alaric staring down at me, and my heart thumped. Shocked, I jolted from the bed, almost headbutting Alaric in the process but he was faster. He barely made a move other than tilt his head back and avoided me easily."I-I'm sorry, I don't feel well..." I mumbled and pinched my brows. "I will have them prepare some herbs for the pain," Alaric said and I nodded."This is my father, the Kind David." I did not need introductions for that.Immediately, I bowed my head to him."Your highness, it's a pleasure to finally meet you." I said, despite the throbbing in my head."Raise you
Stealing the Lycan's Son 15. Alaric
15. ALARICI stared at her in awe. Her devastation is appalling, and the strength of that slap was unexpected. She even filled the room with such an oppressing energy I could barely keep my feet standing. I had thought she was a Royal in the making, but I don't think she needs that much training after that brief show of power. And she doesn't even know it. I admit, I know exactly how she feels. Know how suffocating and painful it must be to realize that you've hurt someone you care about most. All because you can't control your lycan. No one knows but us Royals, that that's the painstaking downside of being born as one. You can't help but just hurt the people you love because of how strong you are. Being a Royal is a curse, I thought to myself, watching as my mate's body shook violently before my eyes. The fear of realizing what she might have done getting to her.Yet, at the very least, I will not let her feel the burden of this curse. Wanting to protect her mattered more to me tha
Stealing the Lycan's Son 16. Camilla
CAMILLAI turned and tossed all night. I couldn’t sleep. How could I when my sister, the only person who kept my sanity intact through the years despite her true intentions had died in the night I couldn’t even remember? I wonder if my father is mourning, or if he would mourn if it had been me.I stifle a sob. Who am I kidding? He will never have mourned for me even if I died. I was nothing to him. I was nothing to the pack. It’s that simple, and it’ll remain that way for as long as I live.I gulped, turning over my side as I gave in to the calls of sleep and closed my eyes.I gasped awake when I felt a dangerous aura hovering over me. The feeling was sickening, as though the scent had been there all along. I just didn’t recognize it.My eyes forced themselves open and I find myself staring at the Lycan King, eyes wide shocked.“How are you feeling?” he asks, watching me.I shift my body into a sitting position.I noticed Alaric standing by his side, glancing at his father who sat at t
Stealing the Lycan's Son 17. Camilla
CAMILLA“I accept.” I say, the words leaving an echo that resounded across the room.Alaric’s mouth closed and opened like a fish, as if he wanted to say something. David smiled from ear to ear, but said nothing in response.“I just have to sign these papers, don’t I?”I say a little too enthusiastically, lifting the paper in my hands, shaking.I pick up the pen and signed the papers. All in one go.Looking up, I find Alaric staring directly at me, his eyes going wide.“Here.” I handed over the papers to David, who took them from me happily.“Great! Then it’s all settled!” he mused, getting to his feet, papers clutched tightly in hand.“The mating ceremony will be held by the next full moon. In the meantime, I will teach you to control your lycan.” He tells me. His words has me blinking my eyes at him, confused.“Lycan?”“You really don’t remember?” Alaric asks.I shook my head. My mind is in a blur. I don’t seem to remember anything, but with a lycan involved?“What do you mean contr
Stealing the Lycan's Son 18. Camilla
18. CAMILLAThe moment he left the room, I fell back against the headboard, releasing a sigh I have been holding back for far too long.“Just as I would never hurt you…” he’d said.Those words still rang in my ears. It wasn’t just his words. It was the way he said it. He was breathing mere two inches from me, his scent invading me in every way possible. He didn’t even touch me, yet his melting gaze somehow managed to make my body tingle all over. My pelvis ached with a strong, tingling sensation I couldn’t get rid of. He had let his gaze stray to my lips, my face, then back to my lips parting a little under his hot gaze. When I was sure he was going to touch me, he turned away, and left for the door without saying a word.Three weeks passed.Each passing day, I am feeling a lot better. This morning, I got up and took a shower, preparing for the big day. I still could not believe this was happening. Today is the scheduled mating ceremony between me and Alaric. I was up all night overt
Stealing the Lycan's Son 19. Alaric
19. AlaricMy lycan wouldn’t shut up since that day we were close enough to inhale her, feel her, touch her… I was glad I didn’t. I needed a getaway to stop my lycan from claiming her without yet completing the mating process. Anything to take my mind off her for just a minute. As soon as opportunity throws itself at me, I took it. Apparently, some packs requested me personally to train the new recruits. I grabbed the letter and shipped myself off to Watergoose pack to offer assistance, even if all I wanted was to breathe in Camilla’s scent and…God, feel her body against me. Her scent alone was driving me crazy, although she didn’t know it. Those minutes I wished for turned into days, days into weeks before I am forced to head back for the awaited mating ceremony. I told myself I can’t avoid her forever. In one way or another, I have to do what is right if I consider Camilla my mate. I would not let my lycan hurt her anymore than he hurt Lily. I regret letting pure instinct take cont
Stealing the Lycan's Son 20. Camilla
20. Camilla Camilla’s POV“Her name is Lily,” the girl stammered. I raised an eyebrow at her.“What is your name?” I ask the girl still looking quite flustered and scared. I give her a smile, reaching for her shoulders and squeezing them gently.“Anya, princess,” she replies, looking up into my eyes shyly.“It’s a bit early, calling me that, you know?” I joked.But she does not seem to have any of it as she simply swallowed. Her gaze wandering down to my cleavage when she blushes and quickly looks away. I looked down at my state of undress, wondering why she was so nervous when it’s just us girls here. “Why don’t you take a seat while I change?” I tell her and pull her a chair, moving to sit her down in the chair so she could not resist.“Princess—” “Please don’t leave, I have some questions I want to ask you. I’ll be right back,” I say quickly, cutting her off before taking off into my room’s walk-in closet.I grabbed the first set of clothes my eyes landed on and threw them on q
Stealing the Lycan's Son 21. Alaric
21. Alaric“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Fergus shrugged at me. I huffed, ignoring him, turning to face the window and blocking him from my thoughts. It didn’t take long for me to doze off.I already lost track of how much time passed when the most amazing, mouth-watering scent entered my nose. I only took a whiff off it but it woke my lycan instantly, sending him over the edge as he demanded he take control of me. “Shit!” I cursed, getting out of the car just as Fergus parked my jeep in front of the pack house. I hear Fergus calling my name after me but my body is adamant to follow that scent. “Mate!” He roared in my head, not wanting to stop at anything before we could dive into the source of that irresistible, delicious scent.“Lycan!” I try to command him but he just wouldn’t let go of his grip. He is out of it, but I would understand since I am feeling the same intensity of desire coursing through my veins. I have to admit, the scent is just too irresistible, and I barely eve
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Stealing the Lycan's Son Chapter 31
CHAPTER 31“Ouch.” I winced when he dampened the wet cold cloth on my bruised skin.His head raised, a look of worry in his eyes.“I’m fine, really “ I muttered, feeling my cheeks flush red with the way he’s staring at me. No one really looked at me like that before. Even Angela who now I know pretended for years hadn’t managed to pull that off.“Stay still.” It sounded more like a command. His eyes glazed over and I knew better than to piss the guy off. From the past year we have been together, I learned that he does not take disobedience very well. He doused the cold, wet cloth on the bruised parts of my body. When he was done, he walked back to the bathroom. I let out a sigh of relief. I glanced down shocked to see my bruises finally fading. Werewolves heal, only not too fast.“It’s wolfsbane.” I snapped up, looking into his red eyes.“Wolfsbane?” If he could see the shock in my face, it’s either he doesn’t care or I was just too good at hiding it.How could possibly be a hea
Stealing the Lycan's Son Chapter 30
Chapter 30Camilla’s POVThe obnoxious sound of moans, growls, and grunts mixed with the sound of skin slapping against skin, echoed in the whole room. I could feel my sweat dripping down the back of my thighs as it bounced against Alaric’s.I squirm and squeal in every thrust. In every second he withdraws his cock my pu**y clenches. And, as if my body had a mind on its own, I have not realized that I have been meeting his deep thrusts, rocking my hips with the intense in and out motion of his c*ck inside me.I could feel his anger, one that has been buried deep within him. Has been for a long time.It seems that anger was not really directed at me. Closing my eyes, I took deep breaths and fisted the bedding in my hands. My back arched so I was in the perfect position to accommodate his monstrous length.He grunted in approval, before feeling his hand glide into my hair, tugging at it as he continued pounding his c*ck in and out of me. I could feel his desperation. He was livid.I bit
Stealing the Lycan's Son Chapter 29
Camilla's POV: The moment he reached out to touch me, I could have sworn my body reacted quite positively. I'm not sure. And I would have found out if Alaric was not pummeling him in bloody. "Alaric, stop!" I shouted, panic rushing through me. But, judging from the way he continued hammering his fists into Devon's poor face, he had me blocked out from his senses. "Stop!" This time, I screamed from the top of my lungs. Alaric had his twin brother lying on the grass, not wasting any time to throw punches at him. Surprisingly, I don't see Devon fighting back. He just lays there with his arms spread out, letting his brother materialize his rage by making him his personal bloody punching bag. "Alaric!" I yelled at him only for him to snap his head up, staring directly into me. His furious gaze felt like a hole boring into my face. Suddenly, I had a loss for words. "You don't want him hurt?" He questioned, squinting his eyes. I opened my mouth but there was no words. It felt as if
Stealing the Lycan's Son Chapter 28
Devon’s POV:That night, it was pouring. The rain pelting over my skin. I stood over our mother’s grave, completely unmoving. We had finished her funeral a few hours ago, but I can’t take it upon myself to just leave.Are we just going to leave her here?On the outside, I see two straight tree branches, cut neatly to form a cross. I had tied a rope around it to help it stay in place.Looking down at the soil where my mother lay, I let a smile break on my lips.“Forgive me, mother. I tried.” I smiled bitterly.Father didn’t even care to give her a proper burial. He took one look at her corpse as I knelt beside her, holding her hand.Tears had sprung from my eyes, and I looked up, gauging my father’s reaction at her evident death.Only to see him turn his head away and say, “Stop touching that. You’ll cover yourself with filth.” Disgust filled his eyes.Anger bubbled through my veins but my feet were rooted in place. I cannot move a single muscle as I simply watched him turn on his heel
Stealing the Lycan's Son Chapter 27
Camilla’s POV:I stared after Alaric as he entered the King’s office. As soon as the door closed behind him, I felt a presence rush to my side.Slowly, I turned my head and lifted my eyes to meet a pair of piercing hazel ones. Identical to Alaric’s. Only his were blood red. As our eyes lock, I feel a tug inside me. A pull as I stared into his eyes. He stares right back, mesmerized.I tore my gaze away immediately as a thought suddenly dawned on me. My wolf sniffed the air around us. It did not take me long to realize it was his scent she was smelling, and she seemed to enjoy it.Looking down at my feet, I clenched the hem of my dress. Thinking to myself. Why does it feel like I want to be close to him?He cleared his throat, snatching my attention from the polish on my toes when I felt his fingers lift my chin.“You… What is your name?” he asked in a soft tone.Embarrassment and panic coursed through me at the position he has put me in. He lifted my chin so that I was looking directly
Stealing the Lycan's Son Chapter 26
Alaric's POV: "Let her go." I demanded. His eyebrow raised before gazing down at my mate. It angered my lycan that he had set his eyes on her. I watch as he sets Camilla up straight. My brow twitching and furrowing when I notice his arm graze my mate's chest. I growled inwardly, knowing he just did that on purpose. My eyes instantly fell on Camilla, taking in her nice little white summer dress. She looked beautiful. I could feel my eyes darkening as my lycan pushed forward. His desire overriding my anger at the moment. I forced my lycan down to the depths and he withdrew with a guttural growl, making him watch in the shadows. I will handle this. I force my gaze back on Devon, pulling a frown. "What are you doing here?" I asked, barely able to hold back a growl. He tilted his head sidewards and frowned. "What, am I not welcome in my own home?" He said in a sarcastic tone and lifted his hands in the air. I glared at him. "Not since you left and said you'll never
Stealing the Lycan's Son Chapter 25
ALARIC’S POV: “Welcome back, your highness,” Fergus greeted me in the hallway across my office, opening the door. I rolled my eyes at him. “Drop it.” He put his palms up in the air, following me into my office. “Who got you so cranky?” he asks, playfulness in his words. Tossing my leather jacket over my seat, I plopped down the chair, running a hand down my face feeling exasperated. “Having problems with the mate?” He started, leaning against the wall. I shook my head and laughed. “In fact, none at all.” I shrugged, meeting his confused gaze. He furrowed his brows. “Then what’s with the frown?” He asked. “Nothing,” I lie through gritted teeth. I pull my arms together against my chest before twirling the swivel chair to the opposite direction, not wanting to face Fergus and his nonstop questions about why the fuck I was in such a mood. He quickly moved to my side and now he is leaning against my table, raising his brows even higher. “Doesn’t look like nothing,” he said, tilt
Stealing the Lycan's Son 24. Camilla
24. Camilla Camilla’s POV “Alaric, you make love to me like I am some piece of broken glass, really, I’m not.” I smiled at him. “I want you, and that means all of you.” He stopped as he let my words sink in. Then he sighed and took my hand that was cupping his cheek. “Alright.” He said huskily sending tingles all over my body. His hand moved swiftly and lifted me so my back was against the headboard. Spreading my legs wide, he drinks me in before dragging his gaze back to my eyes. I licked my lips wet as I stared back at him, lust in my eyes. “But I need you to promise.” He said. His hand squeezed my legs gently before his lips moved to say his words. “Promise that if he ever hurts you, command him to stop,” he said firmly. He looked at me and didn’t move, waiting for my answer. “I will,” He nodded before he closed his eyes. When he opened them, I looked right into a set of pitch black eyes. It was his lycan. “Mate,” he snarled the word, his husky voice now deeper and
Stealing the Lycan's Son 23. Camilla
23. CamillaIt was different. The second time around. He was… gentler. Holding me like I was a piece of glass he was terrified of breaking. I did not know why, but I was sure he was being careful, although I could tell he wanted to get rough.I did not voice out my thoughts, thinking I was just probably overthinking it again. Days passed by quickly. Come the mating ceremony, the King made sure that everything was absolutely perfect. It amazed me how well he handled and planned the event. It felt like everything flowed exactly the way he wanted it. He had invited all state packs in the kingdom and announced the big news. That his son has found a mate. He also gave a speech, but it sounded to me more like I was a breeder, a submissive female whose duty is to pop out an heir. He declared that once the day arrives that I give him an heir, he will step down from the throne and hand down the title to Alaric. I did not object though, because I knew he would just wave the contract in front
