" 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

I stepped into the council chamber, Aurelio right behind me. The stench of fear enveloped the room. News about loosing control when Elara had been kidnapped spread like wild fire. My men were afraid of me, the walked on eggshells around me. 


While I didn’t mind the fear, I hated the doubt. Each word was spoken with second thoughts, no one fully ready to speak their minds, afraid of what I might do. It was tiring. 


The pack’s council members were already seated around the large table. They were a bunch of old men and woman who had ties to the pack members and these lands. Among them was the high priestess, who could barely meet my eyes. She was afraid of me-feared what I could do. And I relished it. I’d earned that fear, to make them understand that in my world, there was no room for weakness, no room for failure. 


Chapter 48