All Chapters of The Hated Mate (Lycan and his Lover Book 2): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Her long dark hair falls around them and his addictive mint scent hits her. His lips press against hers, soft and surprisingly tender but she bites him. She is barely in her early twenties with an innocent demeanor but her aura exudes death. Lavi does not let her go, holding her still in that position. He tries not to lose his mind over her essence but it is hard not to notice. Unlike the other women he beds, she is tougher and ferocious. The girl fights against the attraction from the mate bond and punches him hard. Lavi staggers back but does not let her move. Using his strength, he keeps her captive on his lap, their faces only inches away now.Her snowy skin is slightly red with a small mole on her nose. Under the candle lights, her hair is silky and shining while her rosy lips are smeared with his b

A few miles away from the city of Pir stands a magnificent castle perched on the rocky slopes which look over the entire city. It is distinctly far away from the capital in the isolated area, high above the realms of the ordinary people. There are rumors that gods themselves used to reside in that castle once but after they had fallen, the Lycans took over their home.The towers are of rectangular shape with smaller turrets on them. A flag containing the twin wolves’ emblem of the Faikan royal family stands on one of the turrets, signifying their dominance over the country. Inside the castle, the walls are decorated with shining golden and blue tapestry. The floors are sleek and spotless to the point people can see their faces in them. Chandeliers are hung high above in the ceiling, shimmering brightly while the long corridors are spacious and well

“Is she alright?” She can hear a soft voice, perhaps a girl. Anna stirs and slowly opens her eyes to find herself in an alien chamber. The face of a pretty girl in her mid twenties appears in front of her. The girl has short cropped ginger hair with sharp features and small freckles on her nose. She is not so tall but there is an elegant vibe swirling around her. Anna also notices that the girl is wearing a tiara with the emblem of the Costas.This must be Guinevere Costa, she realizes.Guinevere is studying the slender dark haired girl with interest. Next to her is an elderly man in his seventies with snowy white hair. He is wearing a long, white coat which means that he is the castle’s healer.“I am terribly sorry!” Guinevere tells h

Darkness shrouds the lands with its blanket. A moonless sky is looming over the earth, watching and hiding the secrets of the night while everyone sleeps. The vast desert is silent and cold with no signs of life outside the city. Everywhere one looks, there is nothingness coupled with the signal of something eerie as if something bad is about to happen. In the midst of the long night, a figure slowly walks on the rough sand. Its large eyes are shining red and sharp canines are visible in its mouth. A giant wolf is sniffing the air, its bushy tail wagging in the air as if it has found its way. The lone wolf is walking on and on without tiring until he reaches a pyre where several other wolves are waiting for him. The wolf is easily the largest one among the pack with dark gray shades and a white streak on its head. An omega hurries forward and drapes a robe over the wolf. Slowly, the wolf starts to transform until it takes the appearance of a human, a man in his fifties. He has fin

*A while ago*Water splashes out of the pool as a naked figure rises from it. Every part of Lavi’s body is glistening with water, shimmering under the dim lights. His muscles are hard and bulging as he wipes his body with a cloth. The wine colored hair is damp and dripping, his face slightly flushed as he stares at himself in the mirror. Lights from the candles are reflecting on his eyes, turning them into shades of orange and green as he keeps on mulling over the person who is responsible for his misery.He grits in anger as the nameless girl’s face keeps on popping in his head. Everything about her is intoxicating to him, ruining his mind. He cannot get over her, his mind reeling over how his heart felt as if someone was wrenching it apart when he saw the lowly servant hitting her. But he was angrier at her indifference.