" 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

Everything around me was crashing in at once. It was nice to hear a voice that was not my own echoing in my mind. These intrusions thrummed through me, a collection of jumbled parts. It was extremely painful because somehow I felt like I was experiencing thousands of deaths in an instant. All in all the experience was quite shocking to say the least. With all the new memories rushing in, I somehow felt them carving their place in my body, bit by bit, death by death. 


Desperate and violent, there was another me trying to establish itself. 


I was Amaris, an identity I was bequeathed by the moon. To never experience a world of darkness is what Amaris translates to which is quite ironic. I seem to remember that I was not simply a woman- rather, I was the High Priestess of the Moon and a guardian who protected the Lycan and werewolf children. My duty was to protect, and in doing so, I lost hope in everything that I believed in. My dreams were foolish. 


Chapter 72