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 watched Aria's expression change the moment I mentioned our wedding. She pulled away from my embrace and sat up in bed, leaning against the headboard. Her sudden withdrawal caught me off guard.


"Babe, what's wrong?" I asked, my voice tinged with concern.


She avoided my gaze, fidgeting with the edge of the blanket. "I'm not sure about getting married to you, Zavier.”


Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.


She took a deep breath, finally looking up at me. "I don't want to be queen. I want freedom, Zavier. I don't want to be trapped in the palace all the time, and I definitely don't want to be treated like a fertility machine.”


I stared at her, trying to process what she was saying. "Aria, being queen is an honour. It's a responsibility, yes, but it's also a privilege. Why don't you want it?”


Chapter 51