"All these planets and stars make me hold my breath, but a glimpse of you always takes it away" ~ ~ ~ All Seraphina wanted was to successfully die at the hands of the world's most feared and powerful Lycan King, Ares Maximilian Dacre. However, she had not planned to be totally smitten by him at first glance and faint in the said person's arms. When she turns out to be his mate, the entire pack seems more than happy to welcome her, she becomes the owner of a strange stone, and the burden to save the world from destruction falls on her shoulders, she might have gained more than what she bargained for. Can Ares' love heal her broken heart and shattered soul and make her believe in love once again? ~ ~ ~ "It's not how I feel about you, but rather how I have never felt for anyone else. " ~ ~ ~ "I, Rowen, Alpha of the Hunter's Pack, reject Seraphina as my mate... " There was a pin drop silence in the hall as he proudly announced his rejection with a wide smile on his face. Pfft, this fool. Loud gasps filled the tensed air, as the most powerful person in this entire banquet came up behind me, wrapped his strong arms around my waist, and nestled his face in my neck. Shivers ran down my spine as I softly caressed his face. His authoritative stance and murderous eyes made everyone gulp in fear and shake in anticipation. "And I, Ares Maximilian Dacre, the Lycan King, claim Seraphina as my mate and promise to cherish and protect her, if anyone if so dares to look at her wrongly." His intense glare then fell on Rowen, who trembled pathetically. Oh how the tables turn!
The full moon is less than two months away now.
And I am not prepared for it all. I just have so much pressure on me, knowing it'd be the biggest turning point in my life.
All my life I had been ridiculed and treated worse than shit for being wolf-less and having a useless power.
And now I got to know I actually am a Lycan who just hasn't got the chance to transform yet.
I didn't know if that made me happy or sad.
Happy that the ones who tried dragging me down at every step of the way were wrong and I am far more powerful than they could ever hope to be.
Or sad that all the misery and pain I have received was all for nothing.
Knowing I wasn't in the wrong either way, made my blood boil more.
For some reason, my eyes sparkled at the thought of meeting 'her'.
She was always proud of her strength, power, and position.