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 woke up early, though I wasn’t sure what time it was exactly. The moon was still visible, though not glowing, and the sound of crickets filled the air. I glanced over at Zavier, still asleep beside me. He had pleasured me last night, leaving me to deal with my own lingering desire. Demon.


I was glad he could finally sleep. He looked so peaceful, yet the dark circles under his eyes and his pallor worried me. He had been drinking, and I had never seen the king in such a state until yesterday. How many bottles had he Fakenham? Did he drink because of me or the pressure of the kingdom?


I touched his forehead gently I hoped he wasn't sick. He looked preety, so pretty I could paint a portrait of him and put it in our bedroom. Being with zavier was enough to let me know how much I missed him and wanted him around.


I slipped out of bed quietly and went to the bathroom. When I returned, I was startled to find Zavier sitting up, wide awake. I could swear my wolf had left my body.


Chapter 59