All Chapters of Mate To The Vengeful Lycan King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

6 Chapters

Chapter 1

Mate To The Vengeful Lycan King/Psycho Writer

Mate To The Vengeful Lycan King Chapter 1 Ciara I have lived in my dreams so much I forgot that not all dreams come true. Albeit all the dreams I wanted in reality coming true, but this particular one washed away and never sailed towards my reality. We were friends but still he never acknowledged my feelings or noticed them. I turned eighteen months ago and he recently met my age and right at this moment was my heart breaking into pieces. He was my crush since childhood and we both came here together to school in the human world and basically grew up together. He’s the son of my father’s beta; my father is an Alpha and the Alpha to the pack where I’m birthed and we both came from. I have always loved him extraordinary and wished endlessly for us to be experiencing whatever he is experiencing right now with the girl beside him. The cheers in the decorated and well litted hall were silent to my ears, only the words he uttered to me seconds ago repeated in my blank head.“Look w

Chapter 2

Mate To The Vengeful Lycan King/Psycho Writer

Chapter 2 My eyes flapped open, my surrounding obscured to my vision. I squeezed my eyes tight reopening them, bidding for a clearer sight to where I was. A sharp pain tossed through my head. “Argh,” I winced groaning in a light voice from how deep the pain hit, moving my left hand to touch the spot only to be pulled back. It felt restricted and the shackles that held the hand in place finalized the guess. All that bothers me cleared off at once as I take in my surroundings. I was in an empty room with just holes at the upper side of the wall that had moon rays shunning through and giving a little brightness to the darkness that enveloped the room. I was on the floor and my hands were on a restraint of big metal shackles that kept my movement hindered. I tried to remember how I got here, but my mind was too troubled to make a piece together.I remember I was going back to the pack, and then I had an accident. Yes!…..I had an accident that was caused by someone intentionally, I

Chapter 3

Mate To The Vengeful Lycan King/Psycho Writer

Chapter 3 Ciara I would slap, scratch my hearing in bid to the wrong sentence it must have conceived. But the Greek god in front of me wasn’t for sarcasm or spitting the wrong words, I could deduce after the few seconds experienced with him. His short words were always bold, clear and a push to the button that launch a tingle in my system that reacts with fierceness to my private passage. His response that came out as a question, came back sounding in my head. Ever head of the mysterious Lycan King? Hell have heard a lot about the Lycans. They’re the dark creatures created by the moon goddess out of anger, rage to teach her first creatures the werewolves a lesson. I knew plain of the history made by the Lycans. They wanted to be the only creatures sharing the moon goddess as their creator. The moon goddess created them to be our leaders, we were suppose to serve them and let them lead us to the right path for we’ve erred the sacred rule that binds the law of nature. Hence, the

Chapter 4

Mate To The Vengeful Lycan King/Psycho Writer

Chapter 4Ciara My heartbeat accelerated, so fast the movement was loud enough for my ears to pick naturally without enhancement. It thumped erratically, almost affecting the balance of my restrained arms. His sentence came reiterating like an engine sound in my brain, “To have you pay for your father’s sin.” That was his response to my question about why I was abducted. The voice was suppose to turn me on further like it has been doing since we’ve met did the opposite, instead I was triggered by it; a different kind of feeling, an emotion, one I have never felt before, precisely named fear. I experienced me that left me in a state I don’t find myself liking soon or ever. It was primal and it affected me deep. My breathing was distorted and I couldn’t keep our gaze solid watching him walk out of my presence, the metallic door closing back that kept me caged in his prison. My gaze glued to the floor unable to move away, my lips trembling with raspy gasps falling out repeatedly.

Chapter 5

Mate To The Vengeful Lycan King/Psycho Writer

Chapter 5 Ciara My heart hammered, watching him successfully unbuckle the belt and brought down his trouser. My eyes bulged trying to consist the scene in front of me, he approached as he began robbing on his manhood. I grimaced at once, shutting my eyes closed from witnessing more of him getting naked. I could hear his approaching footsteps getting closer. They stomped clearly on the floorboard and his harsh grip on my hair had my head tilted up and thrown to the back. My face was up facing him but I refuse to reveal my eyes into looking at him. “Open your eyes bitch.” He instructed, his angry tone smashing into my ears as his grip on my hair tightened. I move my hand trying to lessen the brutality of his hold, but it was immediately pulled back by the chains against them. Tears pulled at the corner of my eyes, pain stung deep beneath my scalp and I fought the urge not to scream out and rather endure it. “I said open your goddamn eyes.” His voice kind of thinned out the wor

Chapter 6

Mate To The Vengeful Lycan King/Psycho Writer

Chapter 6 Ciara He stood in front of us with his arms crossed on his chest and face lowered with a rock expression on his face. His alluring scent once again wavered through the atmosphere that whiffed up my nose in an instant making a blissful out of the moment. I breathe out settling in the beautiful nose tickling scent of my mate. “We are aware that asking the second time would means your head coming off your body.” His voice sentenced once again, the hard tone composing each word and spilling it out doing a different wonder to my body. I had never been this flustered, sure by an appearance. But with his voice, I was beyond smitten by it and I want nothing more than him whispering all day to my ears. He had knotted my inside just by opening those lips, lighted it on fire every time a single word fell out of his mouth. “We’re sorry your majesty. This peasant-“ “Do not address her as a peasant.” The cold riffled voice cut through the guard that was responding to him, his ton