" 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

“Search the western tunnels again!” I barked, my voice echoing against the stone walls of the cave. I paced in tight circles, the frustration rising in my chest like a caged beast. “Michael can’t have vanished completely. He’s out there somewhere, and we need to find him.” 


One of my warriors stepped forward, brow furrowed with concern. “My Lord, we’ve scoured every inch of this place. It’s like he simply disappeared.” 


“Then keep looking!” I snapped, my patience wearing thin. “I won’t rest until we find him. Elara is fighting for her life. Every moment wasted could mean the difference between her recovery and… and something far worse.” 


“Understood.” The warrior nodded and hurried off, rallying the others to search the southern ridge this time. I could feel the heat of desperation gnawing at me. I’d never imagined I’d be hunting a human like this, and yet here I was, consumed by a need to protect Elara. 


Chapter 43