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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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#PREGNANCY

Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Aaliyah

I sat up by the fireplace that evening, rubbing my palms over my cold knees.

After eating dinner in my room, I retired to bed. Squeezing my eyes shut, I tried to sleep. Though it took me a few minutes before I started to doze off, I felt soft, tender lips on my cheek. I opened my eyes wide and saw Tristan.

He was sitting at the side of the bed, staring at me. He was only wearing black pants, and his chest was bare. My cheeks heated as my gaze traveled down to his stomach, and I softly gulped.

We didn't say anything as we continued staring at each other. His fingers moved to my throat, and for a moment, I thought he was about to strangle me. But he kissed me down to my collarbone, eliciting a moan from me.

"How is your chest?" he asked.

I laughed, and he pulled back, frowning.

"What?"

"I'm very surprised that you care when you are the one who did this to me," I said.