she_osprey

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 21+ // this is the only warning for the book]

"Kiss or Kill?"
"Karma."
*****

Broken by a pack that was supposed to be home, Tamiko swore to never attend any mating ceremonies. He knew they would eventually reject him, so he didn't want to risk the heartbreak even more.

However, a lonely best friend in need of a mate and a bunch of convincing later, Tamiko found himself at the entrance of the mating ceremony.

As if that wasn't enough, the midnight moon gave him what he didn't want the most. A mate. But not just any mate. Gabe; the alpha's dark son, a man who made it his mission to make Tamiko's life harder, and also the man Tamiko hated more than life itself.

As their eyes glowed in the night, Tamiko didn't see a mate, he saw a very rare opportunity; a chance to run, or be the one that Gabe ran from.

He chose the latter.

Like a gift from the moon, he realized the one thing that could burn down the Grealor pack.

He bore the mark of lycan royalty, more precisely, King Zaffuto's mark.

The outcast, Tamiko, was the lost lycan prince.

Vengeance of The Broken Lycan Prince [BL]

* Long Chapter Alert!

In the king's study, the Lycan king and his brother were staring at each other, contemplating what the fuck had happened. None of them had been able to understand the logic that Tamiko was using right now, but one thing they were both certain of was that this wasn't just any tantrum.

This was a chance at a new reality that had been seeking them out for the longest time and it was their time to decide whether they would live their lives or be the aid that the kid in the distance needed.

It was almost a cry for help, one that they were tempted to truly answer, but also one that they didn't understand where they would begin. This wasn't the easiest of cases they had ever dealt with and it wasn't like they could use their powers as the leaders of Kawai to do damage control.

This was different and more delicate than anything that they had ever come to deal with over the past few years.

Well, Hate Me Tomorrow, Love