" 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

Elara’s eyelids flutter open, for a moment, she seems confused. Her gaze drifts around the room until it finally lands on me. Her eyes grow wide, she’s afraid. 


“Elara,” I whisper, keeping my voice low. “I’m right here.” 


She tightens her fingers around mine—a weak grip, but enough to tell me she knows I’m with her. I can’t tell if she’s trying to speak or if she’s just holding on, anchoring herself to something familiar. I let her be, watching the way her breathing steadies, the way her gaze clings to mine as if she’s afraid I’ll disappear. 


“Lucas…” she breathes, so quietly I have to strain to hear her. I lean in closer, her name barely leaving my lips. 


“I’m not going anywhere, Elara. I promise.” 


Chapter 42