yoojee

Lorelai is an unwanted princess; a puppet in the hands of the royal family.
Born weak and raised loyal only to her kingdom, she has no real power and is constantly abused by both her stepmother and her son. 

Her value lies in one thing only––marriage. Thus, she is to marry Duke Kalder, an old but powerful and influential man whose previous wives have all gone missing under mysterious circumstances. 

That is until she meets him. 

Tall, dark, strong, mysterious, irresistible, seductive. 
The King of Lycans. The King of Beasts. The Gypsy King. 
One who was once a slave now controls the biggest and strongest, most feared kingdom of the continent. And for some reason, he has his eyes set only on Lorelai.

Important note: this is a historical fantasy novel and in its context, the word "Gypsy" is only used as a name of a nomad tribe and is not used as a slur.

Stolen by the Beastly Lycan King

Lorelai flinched as his breath tickled her more and grabbed Rhaegar's arms to steady herself. She had completely forgotten about his opened wound and only withdrew her hand once she felt his blood moistening her palm.

Rhaegar smiled; he didn't seem to care about his wound. Instead, he moved his hands all over her body, caressing and pinching her thin, porcelain skin. Then, with a swift movement of his left hand, he pulled the white silk ribbon that held the princess' hair in a loose bun, and watched it fall over her shoulders and down her back, its warm scent enveloping him like an invisible perfumed veil.

Lorelai frowned slightly, not happy about the king's carelessness. "Is it really alright to ignore your current condition like this?"

"There is another condition that keeps bothering me. That one, I really cannot ignore."

Perfect