In a world where the moon controls the tides of fate, a young Lycan named Akira discovers she's the last living heir of a ancient bloodline. With her destiny intertwined with the mysterious and powerful Lycan King, Cormac, Akira must navigate the treacherous landscape of Lycan politics and ancient magic. As the next full moon approaches, Akira and Cormac must confront their forbidden attraction and work together to prevent a catastrophic war between Lycans and humans.
Akira's eyes fluttered open, her gaze met with the familiar sight of her small, cluttered bedroom. She lay in bed, her mind foggy, trying to shake off the vivid dream that lingered in her mind. The memory of a majestic, moonlit forest, and a pair of piercing yellow eyes, refused to fade.
She tossed aside the covers and swung her legs over the side of the bed, planting her feet firmly on the ground. The wooden floor creaked beneath her weight, a comforting sound that reminded her of her childhood.
Akira stood, stretching her lithe frame, her joints cracking in protest. She padded across the room, her bare feet making barely a sound on the worn floorboards. The morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the space.
Her gaze drifted to the old, ornate mirror hanging on the wall. She approached it, her reflection staring back at her. Akira's eyes narrowed, studying her features. Her hair, a wild tangle of black locks, cascaded down her back like a waterfall. Her eyes, an unsettling shade of green, seemed to gleam in the morning light.
She turned away from the mirror, her attention drawn to the small, leather-bound book lying open on her nightstand. The pages, yellowed with age, revealed intricate, hand-drawn symbols that danced across the parchment. Akira's fingers trailed over the markings, feeling an inexplicable connection to the ancient text.
The sound of footsteps echoed outside her room, growing louder with each passing moment. Akira's heart quickened, her senses on high alert. She knew that gait, the heavy tread that accompanied it.
Her door creaked open, and a towering figure filled the frame. Kaito, her guardian, stood before her, his rugged features etched with concern. "Akira, we need to talk," he said, his deep voice low and urgent.
Julie's eyes, a deep, piercing brown, locked onto hers, her gaze intense. Akira felt a shiver run down her spine, her instincts screaming at her to be cautious. She knew that look, the one that said something was wrong.
"What is it, Julie?" she asked, her voice steady, despite the growing unease in her chest.
Julie stepped into the room, her massive frame seeming to fill the space. She closed the door behind her, her movements deliberate. "We've received a message from the Lycan King," she said, her voice low and serious.
Akira's heart skipped a beat. The Lycan King? What could he possibly want with her? She was just a nobody, a young woman living on the outskirts of Lycan society.
"What does he want?" she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.
Julie's expression turned grim. "He's summoning you to the palace. You're to come immediately."
Akira's mind reeled. The palace? What could the King possibly want with her? She was no one, just a forgotten heir of a ancient bloodline.
"Why?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Julie's eyes seemed to cloud over, her gaze drifting away from hers. "I don't know," she admitted. "But we can't ignore the summons. The King's power is not to be trifled with."
Akira felt a surge of fear. What had she done to warrant the King's attention? She was just a simple woman, living a simple life.
Julie's hand on her shoulder brought her back to reality. "We'll leave immediately," she said. "Pack a small bag. We don't know how long we'll be gone."
Akira nodded, her mind racing with questions. She quickly packed a small bag, her hands shaking slightly. Julie watched her, a concerned expression on her face.
"Ready?" Julie asked, her voice soft.
Akira nodded, taking a deep breath. She followed Julie out of the room, down the hall, and out into the bright sunlight.
A sleek black car waited for them, its engine purring softly. Julie opened the door, gesturing for Akira to get in. Akira slid into the seat, her heart pounding in her chest.
Julie got in beside her, closing the door behind her. The driver, a silent figure with sunglasses, pulled away from the curb.
Akira watched the scenery pass by, her mind racing with thoughts. What did the King want with her? Was she in danger?
The drive was long, the silence between them oppressive. Akira tried to break the silence, but Julie's responses were brief and cryptic.
Finally, they arrived at the palace, a sprawling structure of stone and glass. Akira's eyes widened as they pulled up to the entrance.
Julie got out, opening the door for Akira. Akira stepped out, her eyes fixed on the palace.
"Come," Julie said, her voice low. "The King awaits."
Akira followed Julie into the palace, her heart pounding in her chest. They walked down long hallways, past guards and servants, until they reached a large wooden door.
Julie opened the door, gesturing for Akira to enter. Akira took a deep breath, stepping into the unknown.
The room was grand, with high ceilings and large windows. Akira's eyes adjusted to the light, and she saw the figure standing by the window.
He was tall, with broad shoulders and piercing yellow eyes. His hair was dark, and his features were chiseled. He turned, his gaze locking onto hers.
Akira felt a jolt, her heart skipping a beat. There was something about him, something that drew her in.
"Welcome, Akira," he said, his voice deep and resonant. "I am Cormac, the Lycan King."
Akira curtsied, her mind racing. What did he want with her?
Cormac gestured to a chair, and Akira sat, her hands folded in her lap. Julie stood behind her, a silent presence.
"So, Akira," Cormac said, his eyes narrowing. "I've heard a lot about you."
Akira swallowed, her throat dry. "What do you want with me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Cormac smiled, his eyes glinting. "I think you know," he said. "You're a descendant of the ancient bloodline. The last living heir."
Akira's eyes widened, her mind reeling. What did he mean?
Cormac leaned forward, his eyes intense. "I need your help, Akira. The pack is in danger. And I think you're the only one who can help me."
Akira shook her head, her mind racing. What was he talking about?
Cormac stood, his movements fluid. "Come," he said. "Let me show you."
Akira followed him, her heart pounding in her chest. They walked through the palace, down to a hidden room deep beneath the earth.
And there, in the center of the room, Akira saw it. A ancient artifact, glowing with a soft, blue light.
"What is it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Cormac's eyes gleamed. "The Heart of the Pack," he said. "And with it, we can save the pack. But we need your help, Akira. Will you help me?"
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"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?