The Lycan king's Bride

The Lycan king's Bride

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In the mystical kingdom of Eldoria, where Lycans rule the night, King Aedric—ruthless, powerful, and feared by all—has spent years searching for his fated mate. When he finally finds her, he is stunned to discover she is human. Lillian Thorn, a healer raised in the outskirts of the human kingdom, has always felt different. When she is captured by Lycans and brought before their king, she refuses to bow. But the Moon Goddess has chosen, and the bond between them is undeniable. Torn between fear and desire, Lillian must navigate a court of beasts who see her as weak and unworthy. As war brews between the Lycans and rogue werewolves, a dark prophecy is uncovered—one that speaks of a queen who will unite two worlds. But powerful enemies will do anything to stop her. When betrayal strikes, leaving Lillian on the brink of death, she awakens changed—stronger, deadlier, and no longer just human. With an ancient evil rising and an empire at stake, Lillian and Aedric must stand together. Will their bond be enough to save their kingdom, or will fate tear them apart? A tale of passion, power, and destiny—where a human girl becomes a queen and a king learns the true meaning of strength.

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Chapter One

The forest was alive with whispers. The wind carried the scent of damp earth and wildflowers as Lillian Thorn knelt among the roots of an ancient oak tree, carefully gathering sprigs of lavender and yarrow. The herbalist, Old Miriam, had warned her never to linger after sunset, but Lillian had lost track of time. She pulled her cloak tighter around her shoulders, glancing up at the sky. The full moon hung low, casting an eerie silver glow over the land. As always, a strange warmth spread across her left shoulder where her crescent-shaped birthmark rested. It had been there since birth—always tingling under the moonlight, as if calling to something unseen. Tonight, the feeling was stronger than ever. A branch snapped. Lillian stilled. Her heart pounded as she turned toward the sound. The woods had gone deathly silent—no chirping crickets, no rustling leaves. Just the slow, deliberate crunch of footsteps approaching. She rose to her feet, clutching her basket. "Who’s there...

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27 Chapters
Chapter One
The forest was alive with whispers. The wind carried the scent of damp earth and wildflowers as Lillian Thorn knelt among the roots of an ancient oak tree, carefully gathering sprigs of lavender and yarrow. The herbalist, Old Miriam, had warned her never to linger after sunset, but Lillian had lost track of time. She pulled her cloak tighter around her shoulders, glancing up at the sky. The full moon hung low, casting an eerie silver glow over the land. As always, a strange warmth spread across her left shoulder where her crescent-shaped birthmark rested. It had been there since birth—always tingling under the moonlight, as if calling to something unseen. Tonight, the feeling was stronger than ever. A branch snapped. Lillian stilled. Her heart pounded as she turned toward the sound. The woods had gone deathly silent—no chirping crickets, no rustling leaves. Just the slow, deliberate crunch of footsteps approaching. She rose to her feet, clutching her basket. "Who’s there
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Chapter Two
Lillian’s world was a blur of shadows and silver moonlight as the Lycans rode through the dense forest. The night air was cold, whipping against her skin as she struggled against her captor’s iron grip. "Let me go!" she snarled, twisting in the saddle. The warrior holding her barely reacted, his arms like steel as he kept her pinned in front of him. "Stop fighting," he growled. "You’ll only tire yourself out." Lillian bit her lip, furious. She wanted to claw at him, scream for help—even though she knew no one would come. The human villages were miles away, and even if she escaped, she would never outrun a pack of Lycans. Her gaze flicked to Aedric, who rode just ahead of her. His posture was relaxed, but she could sense the restrained power in every movement. His golden eyes, reflecting the moonlight, never left the path ahead. They rode for what felt like hours before the trees began to thin, revealing a sight that stole Lillian’s breath. The Lycan Kingdom. A fortress
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Chapter Three
Lillian woke to the soft glow of dawn spilling through the balcony doors. For a moment, she had forgotten where she was, but the cold reality settled in quickly. She was trapped in the Lycan Kingdom, claimed by a king she barely knew, and surrounded by creatures who viewed her as an outsider. She sat up in bed, determined. She would not be caged like an animal. She needed a plan—an escape. A knock at the door startled her. Before she could respond, it swung open, and a tall, regal woman entered. Her silver hair cascaded down her back, and her sharp golden eyes held an unmistakable air of authority. "I see you are awake," the woman said coolly. Lillian straightened, keeping her expression neutral. "And you are?" The woman arched a brow. "Lady Helena, advisor to the Lycan King." She stepped forward, studying Lillian as if she were a curiosity on display. "You will bathe and dress. The court awaits your presence." Lillian frowned. "Court?" Helena nodded. "The noble houses
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Chapter Four
A heavy silence followed Lillian’s bold declaration. The Lycans in the court stared at her with varying expressions—some intrigued, others displeased. The idea of a human queen was clearly an insult to their traditions, but Lillian refused to let their judgment shake her. Aedric’s golden eyes locked onto hers, unreadable. Then, to her surprise, he smirked. "Very well," he said, his voice carrying through the great hall. "You will prove yourself." A ripple of murmurs spread among the nobles, some scoffing while others watched with keen interest. Lillian clenched her fists, feeling like she had just stepped onto a battlefield she didn’t fully understand. A tall woman stepped forward, her dark brown hair braided back, her green eyes sharp. Unlike the others, she didn’t look at Lillian with hostility—only curiosity. "This is madness," Lord Fenrir muttered. "She will break before the next full moon." "Then let her break," Aedric said, his voice steady. "Or let her rise. The G
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Chapter Five
Lillian barely slept. The weight of everything—the Lycans’ open hostility, the challenge she had foolishly accepted, and the unknown trials that awaited her—pressed against her like an iron chain. But despite her fears, she would not back down. As the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, a sharp knock echoed through her chamber. "Time to move, human." She groaned but forced herself up. The moment she opened the door, Astrid smirked at her. The Beta leaned casually against the doorframe, arms crossed. "You look like you barely slept," Astrid noted. "Good. Fear will keep you on your toes." Lillian rolled her eyes. "What, no words of encouragement?" Astrid grinned. "You’re in a court of Lycans, sweetheart. Encouragement is for the weak." Lillian scowled but followed Astrid through the winding halls of the fortress. They stepped out into the training grounds—an open expanse of packed earth, surrounded by wooden dummies, weapon racks, and Lycans already deep in combat drill
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Chapter Six
The sky burned with the colors of twilight as Lillian dragged herself back to her chambers. Every step was agony. Her muscles ached, her arms felt like lead, and her ribs throbbed from the repeated blows she had taken during training. She had never felt so exhausted in her life. Collapsing onto the bed, she barely had the strength to untie the leather bracers strapped to her wrists. Her fingers fumbled, but before she could make any real progress, the door creaked open. Her body tensed. Aedric. The Lycan King stood in the doorway, watching her with those unreadable golden eyes. The soft candlelight flickered over his sharp features, casting shadows that only made him look more imposing. Lillian swallowed, forcing herself upright despite the pain. "Is this a habit of yours? Watching me like some sort of warden?" His lips twitched, as if amused. "I prefer the term king." She scowled, yanking the bracers off and tossing them onto the bed beside her. "What do you want?"
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Chapter Seven
Lillian lay awake in her chambers, staring at the slivers of moonlight cutting through the window. Her body ached from training, but it wasn’t just the pain keeping her up. It was everything—the court’s judgment, the trials ahead, and most of all, Aedric. One moment, he was cold and distant, reminding her that she didn’t belong in his world. The next, he sent food to her room, as if he cared. And worse? The thought of him watching her train, silently observing from the shadows, made her skin prickle with something she wasn’t ready to name. A sharp knock pulled her from her thoughts. She hesitated before getting up, every muscle protesting. When she opened the door, she found Astrid standing there, arms crossed. “Get dressed,” the Beta said. “The second trial starts now.” Lillian blinked. “Now? It’s the middle of the night.” Astrid smirked. “And your enemies will attack at dawn, politely waiting until you’re well-rested?” Lillian groaned but grabbed her boots. “What now?
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Chapter Eight
Lillian followed Aedric through the darkened forest, her pulse still racing from the encounter with the feral. Every step she took was a reminder of how close she had come to death. Her shoulder throbbed where the beast had torn into her skin, though the wound had already begun to close—thanks to Aedric’s very unconventional healing method. Her fingers brushed absentmindedly over the spot where his tongue had touched her skin, and heat crawled up her neck at the memory. She scowled, pushing the thought away. He had done it for practical reasons, nothing more. At least, that’s what she told herself. The trees thinned as they reached the clearing where the others had been waiting. Astrid was leaning against a boulder, sharpening a dagger, while Soren and Garrik stood nearby. When they saw Aedric emerge first, their expressions remained neutral. But when Lillian stepped out behind him—alive, bloodied but standing—Soren’s brows lifted ever so slightly. Astrid smirked. “Well, well.
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Chapter Nine
The days that followed the hunt were filled with whispers, Lillian could feel the stares of the Lycans as she walked through the castle halls. Some were amused, others skeptical, but there was an undeniable shift in the way they looked at her now. She had survived the trial, She had faced a feral and lived. And more importantly—Aedric had acknowledged her. That, more than anything, seemed to unsettle them. Still, the court wasn’t convinced. She was human, and in their eyes, that meant she would always be lesser. They were waiting for her to break. She refused to give them the satisfaction. Instead, she threw herself into training with Soren. The Commander pushed her harder than ever—forcing her to move faster, strike without hesitation. Every day, she left the training grounds bruised and exhausted, but she kept coming back. She was getting stronger. But she wasn’t just fighting to prove herself. She was fighting because of what Aedric had said to her that night in the for
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Chapter 10
Lillian’s fingers lingered over the ancient carving, tracing the crescent moon etched above the figures. Aedric’s words echoed in her mind. "That is what you are becoming." She swallowed hard. “You knew.” Aedric didn’t deny it. “You knew from the start,” she continued, turning to face him. “That I wasn’t just human. That I was… changing.” Aedric held her gaze. “I suspected.” Lillian let out a bitter laugh, stepping away from the tablet. “And you didn’t think to tell me?” “You weren’t ready.” Her eyes snapped to his. “Not ready?” Her voice rose, disbelief lacing every word. “I’ve been thrown into a world that wants to tear me apart. I’ve had to prove myself at every turn, and you thought I wasn’t ready?” Aedric’s expression darkened. “You think I don’t know what they say about you? What they think?” His jaw clenched. “They expect you to break. To fail.” Lillian’s fists tightened. “Then why keep this from me?” Aedric took a slow step closer, the shadows of the cryp
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