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

Irish stormed into the room with tears rolling down her cheeks. I jumped from my seat in a shock and rushed to her, wondering what had caused her to elict tears.


“Irish,” I said, rushing to her side. “What's going on?”


Before she had the chance to say a word, her door was forced open with a force that made my heart skip a beat. Three guards walked in with an ugly look on their face. They didn't spare me a glance. Instead they walked up to Irish and began to yell at her to pack up.


“What is wrong with you?” I screamed at them at the top of my lungs.


Still, they pushed her hard against the wall and began to scatter the room. I couldn't wrap my arms around what was going on. I rushed to the guard who was constantly hitting her and threw myself at him. I was fueled by anger and frustration.


“Leave her the fuck alone,” I screamed, punching him hard in the face even though I knew one sing of his arm was all I needed to end up in bed.


Chapter 65