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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 52

Chapter 52

Aaliyah

The pain in my stomach was unbearable.

I found myself lying on a wooden table in the living room. My breathing was shallow, coming out in ragged gasps. My skin was covered in sweat, mixing with the blood that stained my stomach.

Hayley came near me, speaking in hushed tones, but all I could focus on was the searing pain. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. We were meant to be in the hospital, but fear of witches had driven us to hide here.

Now, surrounded by candles, I felt trapped. Another jolt of pain slammed into me, and I screamed, gripping Hayley's hand. My chest tightened, and I couldn't breathe. My hands grasped Hayley's as I tried to push, but it was to no avail. Nothing happened. I had been in labor since morning, and now it was midnight.

Tears streamed down my face as I continued to push hard.

"What's happening?" Hayley asked.

"It's not working. We can't get the baby out," the midwife said.