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Claimed by the Lycan King

Aaliyah never thought her life would end up this way. Framed for the death of her brother’s mate, her brother punishes her for justice of his mate. But just then, the Lycan King, Tristan appears, claiming her as his mate. At first it feels like he was saving her, but it quickly turns into something far from that. Aaliyah tries to convince herself that she has escaped the nightmare of her pack and brother. But the Lycan King, Tristan didn’t save her out of love. Bound by an old Lycan tradition debt that must be paid every decade, Tristan has his own reasons for claiming her and it has nothing to do with the mating bond that they shared. A debt that would cost her freedom, and perhaps even her life. As debts demands to be paid and enemies claws in, Tristan must face an impossible choice: honour his responsibility and sacrifice Aaliyah, or go against the tradition and risk everything to protect the woman he was never meant to love. .... Volume 2: Four years have passed in Vlẽkhut, and war is still raging. The conflict between hybrids and Lycans grows worse, while the battle for the throne turns into a struggle for power as powerful Lycan emerges, fighting for the crown. Amidst the war, Aaliyah, still on the run from Vladimir after her husband's death, rises with power. She is now determined to claim the throne that rightfully belongs to her husband. She will take revenge on all those who destroyed her family and find a way to bring her husband back from the dead.

Gift_Candy_2415 · Fantasy
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Chapter 132

Chapter 132

Vladimir

Taking a sip from the coffee, I felt a warmth in my chest. I turned to Ivan, who sat across from me, staring. I had claimed one pack and one Lycan city. My army of Vampires and Werewolves would be claiming more.

"We have wasted so much time doing nothing for two weeks," I said.

The clock struck twelve, and I stared at the wall before turning back to Ivan.

"You should be leading the vampires to claim more packs. We need more. Four are not enough," I said. "And I will send my Werewolves and Lycans, preparing them for war."

Ivan was silent as I stood up, pacing back and forth.

"No packs would dare to choose Tristan over me," I said. "Even if they pledge their loyalty to Tristan, we will force them to bend their knees to me because I am the true King."

I sat down, taking another sip from the coffee.