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#PREGNANCY

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 70

Chapter 70

Tristan

Aaliyah sat down beside me, all dressed up. We were inside my car, heading to the meeting. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, and her face was well-moisturized.

When we arrived, I stepped out of the car and turned around to open the door for her.

A young man in his early twenties was standing there, waiting to greet us. The man was human, dressed in a dark blue suit.

"Your grace," the man bowed his head. "This way, please."

We entered the building and headed for the elevator. The man pressed the button for the top floor, and once we were in the elevator, Aaliyah took a deep breath.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied, flashing me a quick smile.

I sighed. Once we stepped out of the elevator, the man led us to the meeting room. The Council members were seated, all dressed formally for the meeting. Alexander was present, his eyes on me as we walked in.