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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

My eyes narrowed at her as I remembered how she'd kidnapped me and brought me here.

"It must have been such a traumatic day for you," she said. "Would you like something to eat for breakfast? We have maids that can cook whatever you want."

I wanted to reject it, but then I realized I was hungry. And in order to start thinking about raising Tristan, I'd need strength for that.

"What would you like to eat then?"

"I will eat anything you are having for breakfast," I said.

She turned around to leave, and this time I followed her. Stepping into the long, dim corridor, I walked to the end, following her down the small stairs, and we made our way to the kitchen.

There were two young women doing the dishes. I recognized one as the woman who had come to my room earlier. When they saw me, they bowed their heads.

Chapter 183