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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 37

Chapter 37

Aaliyah

"I'm going to fuck you now," he murmured. "And I don't think I'll be gentle this time."

Then he positioned his length at the entrance of my core, slamming his cock inside me.

"Ahh!" I cried out as I felt his hard length rip through me. I pulled hard on the chains, and it only caused them to tighten more around my feet. His eyes were on my body, gazing down at me.

He slowly parted his lips, his breathing coming harsh. A low growl rumbled from his throat.

"Are you okay?" he asked, staying still.

I nodded.

He began to move, and he didn't stop for one bit. He sped up, and I moaned loudly, feeling him pound into me. It felt like his cock was inside my womb, occupying every inch of me.

My muscles stiffened as he thrust on and on. Then he lifted my head with his hand, bringing me to his mouth, and kissed me.