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Cursed Lycan's Scarred Mate

[WARNING: 18+ — NO RAPE] "I scratch and bite," Vivian warned, holding the Lycan Alpha's gaze confidently. Ronan smirked, his hand gripping her chin possessively as he forced her to look up at him. "You'll crawl and beg too," he promised. ************ Being the Clan Leader of the last remaining cursed Lycans, Ronan had long abandoned his task of finding his fated mate after years of useless searching. However, his life is disrupted when he encounters a mysterious and barely clinging-to-life alive Omega wolf, Vivian, trespassing on his land. Covered in strange Wickan magic symbols, Vivian is not just any wolf—she is his destined mate. Vivian has lived a life of rejection and suffering. Abandoned by her first mate for being unable to conceive, scorned by her family, and mistreated by her pack, Moonborn, she has endured endless humiliation. Forced by her father to mate with other Alphas in a desperate attempt to prove her worth, Vivian’s fate takes an even darker turn when she is cursed by a local coven and framed for a crime she didn’t commit. On the brink of death, she escapes into forbidden territory—Ronan’s land. A stretch of land her pack never dared to tread upon. Ronan’s mistrust only grows when he learns Vivian is from Moonborn, the pack that slaughtered his clan and remains his sworn enemy. Yet, irrespective of their dark feuding histories, he takes her in, determined to care for her and break the deadly curse inflicted upon her by Wickans and the ancient curse slowly leading him to an inevitable death. As they grow closer, secrets from both their pasts threaten to break them apart. And when Vivian’s niece arrives with a hidden agenda, matters become far more complicated. *Cover is ai made.

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A trip down memory lane [2]

When Dane stated his possessive claims, Vivian quivered under his heated voice and touch. 

She never imagined she would be mated to an Alpha who desired her so wholly.

An Alpha who was both tender yet primal in the way he interacted with her.

Perhaps this marital arrangement she was averse to was not as atrocious as she perceived it to be.

Vivian hissed softly under breath when his teeth broke the skin on her shoulder to engrave his mating mark. It was the customary one to declare her as his wife and mate, but the more intimate mating mark would be received later on during their consummation.

Vivian felt a mix of excitement and anxiety.

Her beta handler from Moonborn, who had groomed her since birth to conduct herself as the epitome of true grace and submissiveness, had on several occasions taught her the arts of seduction and intimacy.