Lycan King's Beloved Mate
"All these planets and stars make me hold my breath, but a glimpse of you always takes it away" ~ ~ ~ All Seraphina wanted was to successfully die at the hands of the world's most feared and powerful Lycan King, Ares Maximilian Dacre. However, she had not planned to be totally smitten by him at first glance and faint in the said person's arms. When she turns out to be his mate, the entire pack seems more than happy to welcome her, she becomes the owner of a strange stone, and the burden to save the world from destruction falls on her shoulders, she might have gained more than what she bargained for. Can Ares' love heal her broken heart and shattered soul and make her believe in love once again? ~ ~ ~ "It's not how I feel about you, but rather how I have never felt for anyone else. " ~ ~ ~ "I, Rowen, Alpha of the Hunter's Pack, reject Seraphina as my mate... " There was a pin drop silence in the hall as he proudly announced his rejection with a wide smile on his face. Pfft, this fool. Loud gasps filled the tensed air, as the most powerful person in this entire banquet came up behind me, wrapped his strong arms around my waist, and nestled his face in my neck. Shivers ran down my spine as I softly caressed his face. His authoritative stance and murderous eyes made everyone gulp in fear and shake in anticipation. "And I, Ares Maximilian Dacre, the Lycan King, claim Seraphina as my mate and promise to cherish and protect her, if anyone if so dares to look at her wrongly." His intense glare then fell on Rowen, who trembled pathetically. Oh how the tables turn!
Energy Core, Blessed Finger, and Possessive Declaration
"Close your eyes, and take a deep breath. Your core is almost full, just a little more. You can do it Erina. You arre doing great."
Ares' motivating words flew into my ears as I tightly closed my eyes shut, and focused solely on gathering and filling my core with the pure energy inside my body from the surroundings. I had my knees crossed while sitting on the ground with my hands joint together in some sort of a mudra with a white mist enveloping my body like a protective barrier.
Beads of sweat rolled down my face as groans escaped my clenched mouth when my core kept on greedily pulling in energy like a starved beast.
It's been two weeks since Ares started training me, and he started with making me form my energy core first, which was the source of all Lycan's energy.
And in these two weeks, a lot has happened.
Ares and my bond grew as we became something other than mates.
Master and student.