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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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235 Chs
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Chapter 146

Chapter 146

Aaliyah

As I began towards the living room, I spotted Hayley walking upstairs, and I hurried to her.

"Hayley," I said, catching my breath.

She turned around, looking at me with surprise.

"Kieran is asleep in his room," she said, as if thinking I approached her because of him.

"I'm not here because of him," I said.

"Why are you here?"

Upon noticing that there were some Elders downstairs looking at me, I nudged my head forward, telling her that we should keep walking. We continued walking until we found our way to the attic, and I paused to look around.

There were boxes and trunks there. Some had collected dust on them, as if it had been a long time since someone visited here.

I turned to Hayley to see that she was holding a small rag.

"These are where we keep most of the historical stuff that no longer has a place in the library," she said. "Some of these things here belonged to my mother."