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The Lycan king

Lenora, an orphaned omega, has always known her place: at the bottom of the pack, toiling away in the kitchen while enduring constant insults. Headstrong and unyielding, she often speaks up for what is right—earning her the ire of her packmates, especially the ruthless Lycan King, Jax, and his confidante, Claire. On her twenty-first birthday, Lenora’s life takes an unexpected turn when she discovers that Jax is her fated mate. But instead of joy, the revelation brings humiliation. Jax, embarrassed by their bond, demands secrecy and rejects her outright. When a cruel setup orchestrated by Claire forces Jax to banish Lenora and her closest friend, Noah, tragedy strikes, leaving Lenora shattered and determined to abandon her werewolf roots. Haunted by his actions, Jax tries to bring Lenora back, but she is no longer the omega he once disregarded. Found and manipulated by Jax's estranged brother, Luke—a vengeful outcast—Lenora must navigate a web of lies, uncovering truths about her mate and the dark secrets that threaten to tear the pack apart. As power struggles ignite and betrayal cuts deep, Lenora must rise above the chaos to protect what remains of her heart and her pack. But when love and revenge collide, will Lenora and Jax find their way back to each other, or will their bond be forever broken?

abioduntosin17 · Urban
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72 Chs

Chapter 39

*Leonora*

I could hear birds chirping and the sound or water. There was a soft gentle breeze dancing on my skin. I gently opened my eyes and was met with the sight of a man dressed in only his pants. He had his back turned to me and all I could see were marks all over him. Who was he and where was I?

The last thing I could remember was falling off the cliff. I didn't realize before it was too late that I had missed my turn. I remember closing my eyes and succumbing to my death. Everything after that, I couldn't remember. I slowly sat up and looked around the room. It was a make shift building made with woods and leaves. I didn't quite understand how it was made. Then again, I wasn't a construction worker.