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Stealing the Lycan's Son 8. Camilla
CAMILLA You got to be kidding me. The Lycan Prince, a marriage contract? There is no way in hell I am going to let that happen. I read the terms in that contract, none of it said anything about letting me keep my freedom. I let my eyes circle the room and spotted my dress lying on the floor. Bending over, I felt a sharp pain between my legs making me whimper. 'What did you expect? He's a lycan, and his appetite is insatiable,' Dana mused. "Pervert," I huffed as I scooped up the dress and was about to put it on when I realize it's ruined. Just great. Now how am I going to face Angela when I show up with a completely destroyed version of the six-thousand dollar dress she gave me? I then rummaged through the drawers and closet and found nothing more than a black oversized shirt and grey sweats. Luckily, it contained a pair of rubber shoes, too. I threw everything on before my phone rang out. I picked it up, scowling when Angela's face popped up in the screen. She's calling me
Stealing the Lycan's Son 9. Camilla
CAMILLAOh hell no. This cannot be happening. Why is he here?My father shot me a glare.‘I will get back to you, whore.’ He mindlinked me. His words stung, but I should have been used to it by now. Except the pain is always the same. I smile bitterly as he walks past me, pushing me hard in the process.My eyes went to Angela who battered her eyelashes at me. As if she had not just revealed how she deceived me all these years. She flicked her raven hair behind her back and walked past me, making sure to step on my foot as she trotted alongside my father towards the lycan prince. I wanted to laugh. Why didn’t I realize it?It was her. She was the woman my mate was fucking senselessly. It was her who took that video while she was sleeping with my mate. Dana snarled inside me, scratching for control as she gave a vision of her ripping Angela to shreds in my mind. “Hey,” Dash muttered after Angela, but Angela didn’t care. All she cared about was making an impression now that the lycan pri
Stealing the Lycan's Son 10. Camilla
CHAPTER TEN CAMILLA “Mine…” he growled, and everyone gasped. I froze. What did he say? I did not know if I heard him correctly. Did he just say what I think he said? “She is my mate.” He said and my jaw dropped. I looked at him in utter disbelief. “Your highness?” my father blurted, looking confused. “Camilla Sinclair is the lycan prince’s mate.” Fergus repeated, making my whole body freeze, rooted in place.“You are hurt,” He said, his voice gentle for a moment. I opened my eyes, my breath caught in my throat as I did. This is the first time I am looking into his eyes up close. It’s no wonder why the lycan prince was desired by many. Just look at him! His face chiseled to perfection, his body large, strong, and muscular. His frame perfect in every angle. He’s built like a god, yet that is not too far-fetched given his looks and charm, although he had a nonchalant air about him. I gulped, when I noticed his eyes traveled from mine to my swollen cheek. My cheek still stung
Stealing the Lycan's Son 11. Camilla
CHAPTER ELEVEN CAMILLAMy heart sank. The blood completely drained from my face.Is that the real reason why he hates me? My own father, blaming me for the death of a mother I never had, for being brought to the world? It takes two people to make a baby, yet why was I blamed for being born? I never asked to be born, I wasn’t the one who released my seed into my mate and eventually got her pregnant. Yet somehow, this pack seems brainwashed by my father for having the same ridiculous fucking logic.I clenched my fists by my sides, not realizing the prince had stepped up closer to me until he stood mere inches away from my spot. Damn it, don’t cry. Don't cry. Don’t you fucking cry. I scold myself when I felt his hand below my chin, tilting my head upwards to look into his blood red eyes.I felt a sob rising in my throat. Each second that passed, I feel as though it’s getting harder to breathe. I glanced at Alaric, who is now staring intently at Dash, raising his brow. “And who would tha
Stealing the Lycan's Son 12. Camilla
CHAPTER TWELVECAMILLA He dragged me into the car, but before he could close the door, I halted.“Wait!” I screeched which made him freeze, turning his gaze to me.“What is the matter, princess?”I cringed internally at Fergus’ words as he peered at me through the rearview mirror.“Uhm, my things. I have to pack my things. And please, call me Mila.” I said when Fergus gasped, horrified.“I’m afraid I can’t do that, princess. You are the Prince’s mate and I shall respect your rank above mine.’ He replied, bowing his head.“He is right. You are a princess and will be respected as such.” Alaric said firmly, his blood red eyes glimmering gold, letting me know his wolf is on edge. I gulped.“You also need not to worry about clothing, I will buy you a new wardrobe.” He said, about to get into the car.“No!”Alaric and Fergus stopped, looking at me.“My mother… I left my mother’s locket in my room.” I whispered, tears welling in my eyes.Alaric was still standing outside
Stealing the Lycan's Son 13. Alaric
13. ALARICI had sent Fergus to make sure my mate does not get into any trouble. Judging from the bruises and the state she's in, beaten, starved, and slightly malnourished compared to the other girl named Angela who looks healthier, wearing all those expensive clothing my mate does not seem to have, I won't take any chances. His father only confirmed my assumptions with his harsh words. There's no mistaking she was his daughter. For they have the same features, almost, except for her turquoise green eyes and lighter skin. She looked nothing like Lily, my first mate. She had thick blonde hair that bounced on her shoulders and cerulean eyes. I sighed. I'm doing it again...The beast inside me growled, furious I would even think about her when we have already found a mate.I sent him some healing energy to calm him. I know, buddy. Lily is gone."Alaric!" My head snapped instantly, noting how Fergus had just now addressed me by my name. That means something is going on.I looked at h
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
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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
