All Chapters of The Lycan King's Scarred Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

*Warning! Dark start, description of death. Skip this chapter if you are a sensitive reader* -Anastasia- As the house erupted in chaos, I held my hands over my ears. I had been told I couldn’t scream. I had to be as quiet as the dead. I was so scared, though. My small heart was beating inside of my chest, and I was crying. I bit my lip so I would not make a sound, but small whimpers escaped me anyway. I could hear screams and growls filling the house, and I closed my eyes together. Somehow I believed if I couldn’t see, I wouldn’t hear it. I would be able to shut it all out, but it didn’t happen. I still heard it all. I still heard them crying for help and the people screaming and begging. “Please… go away…” I whispered. I knew I shouldn’t speak, but I just wanted it all to go away. I wanted it all to turn quiet… Mom… I wanted my mom. I wanted her safe arms, and I wanted my dad to come and tell me all was going to be all right. When I had a nightmare, only he could calm me. But neit

-Roman- I was standing on the big balcony that faced the front of the enormous mansion. I watched the people stream inside, their voices carried with the wind and brought up to me. There were so many of them and they were expecting big things for tonight. They were expecting a new queen. Daphne hadn’t officially been named queen. I hadn’t marked her yet either. Tonight was just her introduction as my queen. A lot still had to be prepared for the official ceremony, and then there was the marking. I felt little about the marking, though. Many lycans would be excited, even wolves, but such an excitement was reserved for when you found your true mate. The one chosen by The Moon Goddess, and someone who was your perfect match. The missing piece who had been looking for. It was a blessing to be given a mate. Not everyone was. Among werewolves it was very common… Among Lycans? Not so much. We didn’t know why this was. Maybe it had something to do with the fact we were just born more powerful

-Roman- Daphne and I finally went downstairs, joining the party. We were being greeted left and right by everyone who had attended the party, and when we came into the big ballroom, we knew the show was really going to begin. We had barely taken a few steps. Then someone was calling out to us, wanting to talk, and wanting to get to know Daphne better, as if they hadn’t known her forever. It was all very… fake, really, but Daphne she was the perfect hostess and she was the perfect queen. I was more and more certain of it as the night went on. We would make the official introduction a little later in the night because I knew once that was over, we could escape the party, or at least I could. “Roman!” Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice call out to me, and a smile spread across my lips as I saw Shane coming closer. He was a distant relative of mine, but I always referred to him as my cousin and he did the same. We were very closer, and had known each other all our lives. He was a good f

-Roman- I couldn’t stop myself. It barely felt like I was the one moving my body, but I was. My wolf Verlon might have nudged me forward, but I was the one who grabbed the little wolf and pushed her inside the bathroom. I locked the door and pressed her against the wall behind her, having her completely at my mercy. She was a tiny thing, wasn’t she? But really, she was just a normal sized werewolf. It was us lycans who were just taller and bigger. Shit, how would a little wolf like this be able to handle all of me? Could I be as rough and wild with her as I wanted to? Or did I have to go slow and gentle with her? She was breathing fast, her chest just moving up and down and bringing my eyes right to her wonderful breast, which the material was being stretched over. It was then my eyes noticed the scars on her chest though and followed them down her left arm. What or who had done this to my little mate? And if it was a person, who did I have to kill? No one hurt my little mate… Shit.

-Roman- What was going on with my little mate? Why was she fighting this so hard? I could scent how good I made her feel. I could even feel it despite our bond had only just woken up between us. I could sense the need I brought out in her. It scared her, though. It was clear no one else had made her feel like this. Had my little mate never been touched before? Was I really her first kiss? I wanted to know more. I had to know more. Especially why she hated lycans. It made her clearly close off to me, and I found it hard to reach her. She was trying to block me out, and so was her wolf. I wasn’t going to allow her to. She would quickly see I was good for her. That our bond was not something she could just turn away from. Many would jump at the chance to be my mate. Others really wanted to be my queen, but not this little one. No, she was stubborn and tough. I liked it a lot, though. I didn’t think I would, but there was something that turned me on like crazy when she fought me. With Dap