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Claimed by the Lycan King

Warning: Matured content 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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229 Chs

Chapter 92

Chapter 92

Aaliyah

My head throbbed with a dull pain that traveled down to my jaw. I drew in a sharp breath, inhaling the scent of burning herbs. This smelled nothing like the last thing I inhaled. I remembered Tristan collapsing to the ground, Lucian covered in blood, and Amara knocking me unconscious with her magic. Those were the last things I remembered. I cursed under my breath at the thought of Amara.

I vowed to myself that I would kill her, along with Sarah. But how would I accomplish that? I didn't know. There were far more important matters at the moment—like if Tristan was okay. Where am I? Was Hayley safe?

I knew I was no longer in the house, and I feared knowing exactly where I was. I needed to find a way out of here to save Tristan and Lucian. My eyelids felt heavy, and it took a lot of effort to pry them open.