My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest
WINNER: 3rd Place, 2021 Werewolf Competition [Mature Content] After escaping suicide forest, August Moon finds that she has only gone deeper into the mysteries it holds. Lycans exist. But maybe she is something even stranger... With a clandestine experimental pandemic, a decade-old murder mystery, and a timeless prejudice against strange members within the lycan community all simmering in the periphery of her newfound surroundings, August must fight to discover her own truth alongside a fierce and possessive male who claims to be her mate.
So Much Truth
Graeme barreled down the hallway, gripping August's waist as he approached and pulling her protectively against him.
Lucas' eyes grew wider at Graeme's advancement, but he didn't back away. He didn't change his position. He didn't lower his eyes. He was still fixated on her, and with that realization, she nestled herself further into Graeme's warmth. The warmth she had missed so much. But why and how was he here?
"Don't fucking look at her," Graeme spit, and August glanced up at him in confusion before he tucked her behind his back—safe from Lucas' eyes.
What was happening? Both of these males were acting strange.
Lucas tore his eyes away from the couple in front of him with much effort—the Alpha and his rightful Luna. He found himself smiling at the ground like a fool.
A further warning growl puttered in Graeme's throat as he stared Lucas down. Then he turned and gripped August possessively by the waist again as he led them out, leaving the dungeon and its darkness behind them.