Meeting the Lycan King.

Lisa.

“Please let me kiss you one last time,” he pleaded. I ignored his request, and he growled in frustration, unable to hit me. Despite my resistance, he forced a kiss on me before dragging me outside. The smell of the morning sunrise made my mouth water. It had been a long time since I had experienced this. The scent of a fresh morning was invigorating. It felt so good.

“We will stay here to welcome the king,” he announced. I was forced to stay beside him. All his pack members were present, including that slutty thing, Maria. She shot daggers at me. I knew she...