A lycan prince in search of his mate. An abused omega desperate to escape her past demons. A prince who does not know how to love. An omega whose only hope at redemption is finding true love.
Prince Draven, first out of the three lycan princes and next in line to the throne, is a ruthless, blood-thirsty, and arrogant man. He was exposed to the brutality of the world at a tender age. To claim his inheritance and become king, he must find his mate, a mission that appears almost impossible.
When he captures an omega girl who tries to take his life, he must punish her for attempted murder, and maybe use her to get what he wants.
In an attempt to escape an abusive mate and pack, Esmeray finds herself in bigger trouble! She had tried to kill a man in her desperation. When she finds out he's the almighty Lycan Prince, the same man she had heard stories of his ruthlessness as a child, she is sure she will be put to death. But why is the fearless Prince asking her to pretend to be his mate?
When the truth finally unfolds and the prince discovers Esme's deception and background, will he send her back to a life of misery? Or will he find his mate in the last place he was looking?

Chosen By The Lycan Prince

　The sight of Zayden,still naked and seated on the bare floor of his cell had me feeling nauseous.He was in bad shape,his bloody face almost unrecognizable and his body covered in several injuries.His wolf could not heal him because the walls were lined with silver.He snapped his head up to face me as soon as I was close enough,and I was grateful Draven was standing behind me.Even in this state and locked up in a cell,I was scared he'll try to attack me.


　　He looked weak,but still had that viciousness in his eyes,a trait peculiar to Alpha's.No matter the situation,they never easily give in to defeat.I had to scrunch my nose at the smell coming out from his cell and not once did I think a day will come when Zayden will be reduced to this.Where was his pride and strength now?He was but a fly in a place filled with Lycans,and no one knew him here or cared about him.


CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE