WARNING! -DARK ROMANCE- A shifter will only have mate from their kind, but what happens if you are the last creature of your kind? Lycan. He is the last of his kind and is the most terrifying type of shifter. But, as scary as he was, he was alone. However, in order to survive, you don’t have to be the strongest, just deadliest. *** He looked at her like he had never seen anyone before. The sight of her calmed the rush in his ears, the beat of his heart and finally he was able to focus again… “She is no longer your responsibility. She is mine to deal with now,” the lycan said.
When Dacre entered the queen's bedroom, he dismissed all the servants that served her and found his queen was still on the bed, curling herself into fetal position, hiding under the blanket.
"I brought a flower for you."
Dacre sat down on the edge of the bed and patted her head over the blanket, she was trembling against his touch, but not in a good way. She was afraid of him after what happened that night.
Nycta was still shocked and couldn't bring herself to accept what actually had occurred.
Meanwhile, Dacre had been nothing, but sweet to her. He was being exceptionally patient with her. If it was not for that night, Nycta would still think the king was the best mate that she could have and how lucky she was to be picked by him as his queen.