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Aaliyah never thought her life would end up this way. Framed for the death of her brother’s mate, her brother punishes her for justice of his mate. But just then, the Lycan King, Tristan appears, claiming her as his mate.
At first it feels like he was saving her, but it quickly turns into something far from that. Aaliyah tries to convince herself that she has escaped the nightmare of her pack and brother. But the Lycan King, Tristan didn’t save her out of love. Bound by an old Lycan tradition debt that must be paid every decade, Tristan has his own reasons for claiming her and it has nothing to do with the mating bond that they shared. A debt that would cost her freedom, and perhaps even her life.
As debts demands to be paid and enemies claws in, Tristan must face an impossible choice: honour his responsibility and sacrifice Aaliyah, or go against the tradition and risk everything to protect the woman he was never meant to love.

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Volume 2:

Four years have passed in Vlẽkhut, and war is still raging. The conflict between hybrids and Lycans grows worse, while the battle for the throne turns into a struggle for power as powerful Lycan emerges, fighting for the crown. Amidst the war, Aaliyah, still on the run from Vladimir after her husband's death, rises with power. She is now determined to claim the throne that rightfully belongs to her husband. She will take revenge on all those who destroyed her family and find a way to bring her husband back from the dead.

Claimed by the Lycan King

Please read the first chapter to understand the changes I made.

As I moved around the house with Rhàdut, my heart raced as we searched for Rhàtur. Through our bond, I could feel Rhàdut's anger—it was as if he was ready to tear someone apart. Where was Rhàtur?

We had just left him in his crib before visiting Khavik in the basement, and now he was gone. What made it even more frustrating was that he wasn't old enough to hear our call and come out from wherever he might be hiding. Was he even hiding? What if someone had taken him?

"He has to be somewhere around here," I said, frustrated.

Rhàdut frowned deeply. "Someone must have taken him from his crib. Where were you?"

"I told you—I went with Khavik to visit Amara in the basement," I replied.

"Count yourself lucky if we find him in the house tonight," Rhàdut said.

Chapter 100