Reborn As The Lycan King's Fated Mate

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ors opening echoed throug

es of the Lycan King. I lifted my head, a desperate plea dying in my thro

stone walls, shattering my final illusion. "I never loved you, Ivy. I killed Tate. I framed Kyler. Yo

rling. "Whip her with the silver las

a sea of shattered faith. I screamed his name, a h

cell. Sitting upon it, draped in the opulent silks of the Luna Queen, was Denisse. Her useless le

use his silver whip. "The great assassin. The loyal love

metal searing my bones. "I should have a

et to watch you die. But before you do, little sister, there is o

ever wonder why Kyler let you kill him? Why a Lycan King with unmatched

y collarbones suddenly felt distant, eclip

ny physical blade. "Kyler knew you were his Fated Mate. He loved y

pinning. The air va

pierced directly through my collarbones, the holy metal burning my skin and completely severing my werewolf healing abilities.

t all for hi

the royal scent and traces at the crime scene. With my wolfless senses, I couldn't se

Great Hall, I plunged a silver dagger coated in high-grade wolfsbane straight into Kyler's heart.

I had taken the only soul in this world who truly loved me, the only one who could ha