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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 153

Chapter 153

Aaliyah

"Aaliyah," I whispered.

His eyes went wide, and he stilled for a moment. "Aaliyah."

Then Vladimir's hands tightened around my neck. My neck shot with pain, and panic washed over me.

There was a moment when all I felt was pain, and then I hit the floor. My head cracked against the tile as a burst of pain tore through me.

Silent.

I felt nothing.

The loud, brutal growl of Tristan shook me from my paralyzed state.

Vladimir stalked towards Tristan, growling. Black magic shone from his palm and shot out toward Tristan.

Tristan fell to his knees, his eyes red as he fought through the pain.

"You clearly don't know how long I've been waiting for this moment," Vladimir said. "The moment when I will kill you myself."

"Have you forgotten your place?" Tristan asked. "You are nothing but a bastard."

"I am your King," Vladimir snapped.