Ideaink Six Cats

When her mate rode on another she-wolf and planned to send her away as a sacrificial gift, the betrayal cut deep and Aria felt the weight of the pain crushing her soul.

The thought of being rejected once again was almost too much for Aria to bear. Aria begged for mercy from her new owner, the king of the werewolves, hoping that he would see beyond her weakness and offer her the protection she so desperately craved. But the question remained: would she receive the mercy she sought, or would she be cast aside like a mere object?

The Lycan King's Sacrifice Luna

The dinner had ended on a sour note, leaving me both annoyed and perplexed. King Zavier’s perception of me was entirely baffling. His piercing eyes, which seemed to see right through me, had lingered just a moment too long, and his dismissive comments about my abilities had stung more than I cared to admit. I pushed the thoughts away, trying to shake off the frustration that clung to me.


Everyone left the table till it was just us. I glared at him wondering why a woman had to only take a stroll. It wasn't even something significant.


Anyone could take a stroll, at least I was grateful he even let me walk with my legs. He could also ask the guards to carry me on their shoulders if he wanted.


That was something someone else would appreciate but not me. I liked being busy. If I kept up with the way he wanted things to be, I'd be useless soon. And I didn't want that for myself.


“Aria,” he called my name softly, his eyes piercing  into mine as though he was trying to read me.


Chapter 24