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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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Chapter 201

Chapter 1

Ivar

Tonight, I was to choose a suitor for myself. Men lined up in rows, each presenting themselves to me. They were warriors. Powerful warriors from this Völkru tribe.

I stared at the man before me. He was tall and muscular, dressed in thick woolen clothing.

I sighed sharply. If only Papa knew how bored I am. Having just turned twenty a few weeks ago, Papa thinks it's right to find me a suitor, as I've always been the one to chase away my admirers. Girls my age are either pregnant or already have two to three children of their own. But for me, it's different. None of the men from our tribe seem to catch my interest. I should have been married as early as twelve, as is the tradition of our tribe.

If I were from any other household, I'd be considered too old to marry. But since I'm the chief's daughter, his grace protects me.