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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.

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Chapter 133

Chapter 133

Tatiana

I stood in the corner of the bustling mall, my hands clenching into tight fists. Anger rushed through my veins, and my eyes narrowed at the mother and son as she browsed through racks of expensive clothes.

The Hawkins family had stolen so much from me. They took away my family and friends.

The mother, Aaliyah, was moving around with another young woman, the sister of the King. I sneered.

My hand brushed across my skin, and I felt my magic slipping out of control. I would burn this shopping mall and everyone in it along with these three. Then I would hasten Vladimir's plan to take the throne. The boy would scream; I was sure of it, but it would be nothing compared to the lives taken from me.

I heard footsteps, and when I looked over my shoulder, I saw Katerina standing behind me, her long black hair framing her pale skin.