All Chapters of OWNED BY THE LYCAN KINGS: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Meredith’s POV Blood. The metallic scent fills my nostrils, forcing my eyelids apart. This isn’t my room; where am I?Memories from the previous night come flooding in, and my mouth forms an O shape as the realization dawns on me. Oh, that is right, I am currently in my matrimonial bed. I just spent the night with my newlywed husband.Most girls would be ecstatic to wake up in the arms of their husband after a blissful wedding night. But I am not.I do not even know who this man I call my husband is. My marriage was arranged by my father, and I only met my dear husband once before we said our vows on the altar yesterday. Let me explain. My name is Meredith, the first and only daughter of Oliver Amman. My father is one of the most powerful Alphas in the kingdom of Nuvia. I am sure you are thinking, Oh, I am a princess, and I have the best life. How I wish that were true, but sadly, it is not. And that is all because of one thing.I am an omega.And an omega is the wo

Meredith’s POV I blink up at him, wondering if I had heard him correctly. Roman has a deep scowl on his face when he asks, “What do you think you are doing, Saul?”The grin on Saul’s lips is evil and filled with so many mysteries. Mysteries that I am certain I do not want to uncover. "Oh, come on, Roman - look at her. I have never seen a more desperate creature before in my entire life! She says she is willing to do anything; aren’t you a little bit curious to see how far she could go?”The way he speaks about me, like I am not even here, is quite humiliating. A part of me wants to snap at him and tell him to address me with a bit of respect, I am royalty after all, but I am certain that if I do that, they won't even give me off to the slavers.They would kill me on the spot.So, I stay silent and take it all in.My gaze shifts to my supposed mate. I cannot believe he has not said anything about our mate bond. And more importantly, why isn’t he reacting to what his friend

Meredith’s POVAll three alphas are seated in armchairs facing the bed. Saul has his usual evil smirk with mischief twinkling in his eyes. Caelen, as always, is filled with curiosity and excitement. And of course, Alpha Roman, with absolutely no expression on his face, remains stoic as always. “Are you ready, little one?” Saul asks me, and I bite my bottom lip. I do not think I will ever be ready, but I might as well get this over with. So, I nod.“You look a lot better now. You are actually very pretty when you don’t have dirt on your face and try to steal our food,” Caelen remarks, and Saul chuckles. My smile is nervous, and I do not know whether to take that as a compliment or not. My gaze shifts to Roman, but he does not utter a word.Rather, his eyes trail up and down my body. When they stop at my eyes, I feel my wolf stir within me. She is excited; she purrs with delight at the contact. She wants to jump into his arms and never let go. I have to do everything within my power

Meredith’s POV“The kings have a favorite?” I ask, and Sarah nods in confirmation. I do not know how to feel about that. “You mean all three of them favor Gwen most out of all the women here?” “Not exactly,” she pauses, like there is something she wants to tell me but thinks against it. “All three of them are the most called to the red room. I suppose it is because they have the best bodies out of all of us here.”“Oh, I see.” I trail off. A twinge of jealousy plagues my heart, but I do my best to dismiss it. So what if that girl has a better body than me, and the trio would love to have her more? Why should I care? Maybe it is because my mate is among the triad. I cannot help but wonder: does he actually like her, or does he just go along because his brothers enjoy her?I suppose that is a question I might most likely never get an answer to.“Aside from that, life in the harem is actually pretty sweet. Everything you can ever need is here, and you will hardly ever get bored,” Sara

Meredith’s POVThe maid escorting me to the red room is silent. Which I somewhat appreciate; it gives me more time to think. My heart is beating wildly as I think of what I plan on doing tonight. It is risky, and the kings might kill me if I am caught, but damn it, I have to see my father and be sure my dreams are actually just dreams.We arrive at the red room, and the maid spins around to face me. She looks at me with pity in her eyes, and I feel pity for her too. But my excitement is greater. I know this may sound sick, but I actually look forward to my sessions with the kings.“Good luck,” the maid says, taking me off guard. I am about to thank her when she walks away briskly. Okay then.I stare at the door to the red room and take a deep breath before stepping in. The room is empty. None of the kings are present; what a relief!The room has been cleaned up nicely, like absolutely nothing had occurred here just last night. It almost looks like a normal bedroom if one decides to