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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.

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Chapter 113

Chapter 113

Aaliyah

It was nearly dark by the time I finished dressing up. Emerging from the forest, I saw that the young Lycans were all arranged for their first shift. As I looked at one of the kids, I saw Kieran and imagined this was his first transformation.

I scanned the camp, spotting Hayley seated beside Vrakẽq, who was holding Kieran in his arms. Vrakẽq looked up at me.

"Where have you been?" he asked.

I took a sharp breath. "At the lake, taking a bath."

"Kieran has been crying for more than fifteen minutes," he said.

I walked up to him and saw that Kieran was now sleeping peacefully on Vrakẽq's chest. After what happened the other day, Kieran would be with us throughout the night.

One of the witches approached us, bowing her head slightly. I looked at her and noticed the other witches standing behind her—four in total, with one male among them.