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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.

_Zhiying · ファンタジー
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92 Chs

Heat in the dressing room (18+)

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Ronan's Lycan, as charismatically convincing as he was, coerced Vivian to shyly lower her arms from her chest. His eyes flared more darkly upon the beautiful sight of her breasts.

Vivian may have been frail, slightly healthier than before now that he was feeding her nutritiously, but her ample bosom didn't go unnoticed.

The she-wolf batted her eyelashes in embarrassment, ashamed to look him in the eye.

"I've seen it all, little wolf," Ronan's Lycan chuckled, that deep, charming sound again. "I have even tasted you. There is no reason to be shy around me."

How could he say that so shamelessly?

However, more than embarrassment, Vivian was disgusted and ashamed of the scars and unsightly markings that were covered by bandages on her body.

Yet, that didn't seem to faze Ronan's Lycan in the least bit.