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WARNING!
-DARK ROMANCE- 


A shifter will only have mate from their kind, but what happens if you are the last creature of your kind?

Lycan.

He is the last of his kind and is the most terrifying type of shifter. But, as scary as he was, he was alone. 

However, in order to survive, you don’t have to be the strongest, just deadliest. 

***  

He looked at her like he had never seen anyone before. The sight of her calmed the rush in his ears, the beat of his heart and finally he was able to focus again…

“She is no longer your responsibility. She is mine to deal with now,” the lycan said.

A Mate For The Last Lycan

"Just like marriage in our culture." Ralph was just being a dick right now. "All the marriage is the same."

"Apparently, it's not the same for them." A vicious smirk lilted his lips upward.

Sir Bairone still remembered that day when he made this deal with Khaos. The lycan asked nothing, but everything for his mate.

At first, obviously Bairone didn't think he meant every word he said. Even after everything went smoothly, as he followed Khaos's instruction, Bairone was still in disbelief.

'Take them down. Kill them all. Take no prisoner.'

That was Khaos's parting words before he disappeared and Bairone didn't have any slightest idea where he had gone.

He had seen a lot of magic in this continent, he even had a small group of magic users too, but none of them fascinated Bairone, until Khaos.

The real question here was; where was Khaos right now?

WHERE IS THE LYCAN NOW?