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His Defiant Mate: The Lycan King's Chosen Luna

His Defiant Mate: The Lycan King's Chosen Luna

Author: MAINUMBY
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1309    |    Released on: 04/06/2026

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but Mr. Black's appointmen

efused to acknowledge. I glanced at the sleek watch on my

ce smoother than I felt. My stoma

rth American Inter-Pack Alliance Registry Hall was designed to be imposing, with its marble columns and vaulte

nsciously twisted the delicate silver chain bracelet on my wrist, a nervous

clutch. A message fr

ady for your final review

ly, my fingers flyi

ir breath. I'm handlin

e and I, registering our intent to bond, a formality before the ce

from the air. It was a game we used to play as kids. I could alway

g perfume, the metallic tang of anxiety from a dozen other wolves waiting i

Not a work message this

e was shor

3. He's wait

s at the end of the private corridor, reserved for Alphas of significant s

d my phone. It was a trap.

mach pulled tighter, a

orridors. The sound of the bustling hall was instantly muffled by the thick, plush

lway, a new scent cut t

. Sickly sweet

e's s

, gave a painful lurch and then seemed to stop altogether. It could

t was heavy, dark redwood, an

ghting of the lounge, I saw them. Two fi

a

used to touch mine. Hailee's head was thrown back, her l

view. The sound of my own blood roaring

think.

r open. It crashed against the inter

shock and panic. Gabe scrambled to his

at the hell a

errified innocence. She shrank behind Gabe, her eyes wide and a

ooks like? You're half an hour late to our registration, and I find you

walls. He took a step forward, trying to use his Alpha presence to intimidat

like ice. "I can smell her on you. Yo

p it! The bond... it's just so strong

dared to spe

ad loved since we were children. The man my wolf had

I said, my voice dangerousl

ged on his arm, the perfect damsel in distress. And in that moment, I saw his decision.

ck," he began, his voice formal and loud,

ed. The words were a physi

udriana Sulliv

in my chest and ripped through every nerve in my body. It felt like my soul was be

of blood filled my mouth. I would not scream. I wo

t leather of my clutch, the lea

t. Of pain. But it was quickly smothered by the cold, hard wall of his deci

even as the world tilted around me. I met his gaze, and

voice a raw, broken th

ch word costing me a piece of my sha

ond s

A final, brutal severing. The pain intensified for a blinding moment, t

lips curved into a s

fiancé and my cousin, but as two strangers. Two p

thl

ed out of the room, my steps even and measured, down the long, silent cor

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