" I've never done this before. but I want you to be gentle with me at first and then f*ck me hard and make me beg. Please, I need this. ''  He stared at me with wide eyes. he studied me,  taking my hand in his as he felt my fingers against his own.
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BLURB 

To everyone else, Lucas is untouchable, cursed to live without a mate or family. But then he finds Elara—a girl who’s seen hell and survived it. Betrayed by the Alpha who was supposed to be her mate, Elara’s done with promises and done with packs. But Lucas isn’t about to let her slip away. He’ll protect her, fight for her, and push anyone out of his way to keep her safe.

But in a world where love meets supernatural obsession, is there really such thing as free will?

A darkly romantic tale of possession, protection, and the thin line between the two.

Please Don't Hurt Me, Lycan King Lucas

There were voices—faint, indistinct, but present. I wasn’t sure if they were in my head or simply around me. All I knew was that someone was talking, arguing. When I came to, the first thing I noticed was a young man, heatedly arguing with an older woman. 


"Quiet, she's awake," the woman said as I groggily touched my head, my mind clouded with dizziness. The brightness around us felt like shards of glass piercing my eyes. Instinctively, I reached for my stomach, worrying about my baby. 


"Where am I?" I asked, my voice shaky. The young man, standing at a distance, glared at me angrily. The woman, however, stepped forward, a bowl of water in hand, her expression unreadable. 


"Here, drink some water." As she approached, I recognized her—the High Priestess. My heart sank. 


"What am I doing here? Where’s Lucas?" I questioned, the words barely leaving my mouth before she pressed the bowl to my lips, forcing me to drink. 


chapter 22