The Lycan King Submissive Mate

y's

e." Twenty-five years old, Anna, my step sister slurred as

face, she gave her

say if he finds you standing t

mumbled, my hands getting numb from all th

steps closer. "W

me if I said a word. So i did what

m so

e only reason you're still alive, let alone live in the palace. Left to me, I'd let the guards eat you for

't tell us you were born deaf," her friends giggled, and she smirked as if pleased with her jok

llowed. Hot, painful tears that rolle

to migrate to the city to hide when I was just two. Life hasn't been great since then. I was the youngest of

I was a slave and reminding me often tha

, I was weak and alone. Today was my birthday and I'd be turnimg twenty two but who cares. Not my siblings who th

rned around to see who was singing in a whisper. "Hap

e who ever showed me kindness, and I reciprocated this act also any chance I get. Now,

day, Lena?" I sniffled a

and dropped the

we have to create our own happiness in the m

She could never. "Not while I'm here rotting away! It's different

hurt her with my words. But before I co

er wishes be a slave at will.

iserable that I can'

e table. I was weak and exhausted, but I wouldn't dare sh

the Lycans are closing in." Ma Sydney started to say, her bo

in BloodMoon knew Sydney's visions were

st. "What did yo

see him walking i

ured. "He sure wants t

ou'll shut the hell up and listen," Aaren

her one. I bowed and went back to my corner. Watching, listening.

ere and try to bargain. Give him whatever h

im as the devil? Why are they all so afraid of him despite the power we ho

plan to come here after killing our fat

led my father and mother during the war and led us here int

ere, why don't we prepare to fight him? Why should we stroke his ego and give him what he wants? I haven't met him,