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

I played the game with little interest, my mind focused on Aria. She had been quiet all day, which was unusual for her. She often tried to engage with me, asking questions about my duties and the kingdom. But today, she was reserved, her eyes distant. It bothered me more than I cared to admit. I had caught her talking to the servants minutes ago but suddenly her mood changed. Could they  have said or done something to upset her?


After the game, I made my way back to my quarters, expecting Aria to follow. She did, but her steps were slow, hesitant.


“My champion,” she said with a smile tugging her lips, sending relief flooding through me.


“Hey baby,” I said and came close to her. I leaned in and planted a kiss on her forehead. “You were supportive on the field and as much as I want to pull you in for a warm hug and kiss you deeply, I have to wait till I clean up. I'm all sweaty and it's gross.”


Chapter 63