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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

"This is quite a welcome from the people we came to save," Tristan said.

"Look who's here," one of the warriors growled as they approached. "The false King of Lycans."

"Your Alpha was away for a few days, and this is what you do?" I asked. "Turning yourselves into vampires and losing your wolves?"

More of them emerged from the houses—my people, all turned into vampires. Some were armed with guns, while others carried nothing.

"We can still help you," I said, but my voice was buried beneath the growls of my people as they charged at us. Blood sprayed immediately, and I watched as Tristan lopped off their heads with his sharp claws.

Chapter 174