All Chapters of Sold to the Ruthless Lycan king (The Lycan's flame).: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Running will only take you so far in life. Sometimes the only thing you can do except run is fly........ but unluckily for me werewolves aren't built with wings. The only thing I can do is run. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The sound of leaves as I step on them crashes into my ears and the adrenaline pumping into my veins almost makes me pass out from sheer tiredness. I stop to catch my breath. I'm doing it. I'm finally doing it! I am running away from my pack and I am not taking even one look back at whatever it is I have left behind. All they ever offered me was pain. Pain and broken bones. I ignore the way my heart twists at those thoughts and focus on walking again. One step at a time. With each step I take, I go farther from my pack. My parents lead this pack and I should have been treated like a queen in it, but ironically the reverse is the case. A chuckle escapes my throat and I wipe away the blood that comes with that chuckle. My neck is broken somewhere. I'm su

She's useless. That's the first thing i notice about her. Expending all that energy just to run away but never actually getting away. It's like she expected her capture before setting out and she waited for it patiently, like a good little weakling. "Any thoughts on how long this one is going to last before you kill her?" Cain is a lanky silver blond-haired presence beside me, and the only one who can talk to me without wetting himself. I appreciate that about him, so I reply when he speaks. "It'll depend on how well she performs." I hear his breath catch. "You want to fuck her first?" There is slight disgust in his tone and I turn to face him. "Is that displeasing to you Cain?" "She's an omega!" "And I'll do what I want to do. Am I clear?" There is a note of unbridled anger in my voice and I know Cain hears it too. His mesmerizingly beautiful silver eyes turn away from mine and he clears his throat as he adjusts his posture. "Yes Lord Lyros." The room suddenly feels too

I always leave my brides to settle in for a day or two before I kill them. It makes them run mad with desperation. In those two days, they will do absolutely anything to escape the fate that awaits them and I find it amusing to watch as they place their chips on the bargaining table. Some offer family wealth. Others offer secrets. Most offer their bodies and sometimes I let the guards have their way with them. Werewolf packs will give you the illusion that they are nothing but a group of wolves, coming together for joint safety, protection and a common interest. The Alpha heads the pack, and he is always graceful, benevolent, and even if he's sometimes trashy at first, he'll naturally bloom into a strong man of honorable actions. It would have been nice if that was the truth, but it's all a lie. Some of those Alphas are born trash and they die as the trash they are. Werewolves have secrets they hide too, but I don't need this one to hand over any of her secrets. I want to kill

"It's a sad world for girls like you y'know." I watch as the guard peeks his head into my room with a smile on his face. He looks pleased with himself and I don't want to wonder why that is. "You're supposed to get some food to eat today aren't you?" My head aches. Like someone's hitting it with a mallet and my body is weak. Seven days without food, only dreams, and I didn't even eat in those dreams. I open my mouth to speak but my voice comes out raw. What I say does not make any sense. The guard chuckles and walks into the room, his eyes roam the expanse of my skin and he frowns and wrinkles up his nose. I took a bath the night of the first day, so I got rid of some of the grime on my skin, but I haven't taken another bath since then. Personal hygiene is the least of my problems. He leans down and crouches before me. He's the guard from last time, the one with the scar, and as I suspected before, whatever magic they had worked on themselves was what made me find them irresisti

The male named Cain is........ something.I don't know how to put my finger on it, but I know he's not the mean self-conceited prick he's making me feel he is.To begin with, he's given me food. More food than I can carry, and it's all for me.I hear a sweet chuckle behind me and the most beautiful lady I have ever seen appears in my line of vision. She has brown hair like me, and brown eyes with the most wheaty complexion I have ever seen on anyone. She's beautifully tan and when she smiles at me I feel something like butterflies flutter in my belly.Her smile is so kind."Don't be embarrassed about anything okay? It's nice that you eat so well."I duck to hide the blush on my cheeks and when I turn my eyes back to her and I can see pity in hers."They put you through the whole seven days of starvation stuff didn't they?"I nod and she sighs."Happened to the best of us. I just hope you survive the rest."I nod and grab a drumstick from the platter on my lap. It's huge and succulent,