DISCLAIMER: This book has been marked 18+. Please be advised it contains violence and gore, strong language, sexual content, abuse (physical/mental) and death. If you are not comfortable with this, please reconsider reading the book. Killian Lycaon is the hybrid child of Carteron Lycaon, King of the Lycan House and Anastasiia Romanov, Queen of House of Empusa. The single heir of two Kingdoms, a powerful hybrid blessed by the Fates to be the one true King of all supernatural beings.       He has dedicated his life to protecting the people of Nezarches and preventing another Purge, being told all his life that he was the only one that could ever start it.  A series of unexpected events unravel new truths to him that could shake his entire belief system. What will he do, when the one prophecy he has dedicated his life from preventing turns his life upside down? What will he do when one day he realises he has been lied to all along? *Excerpt* “Can I have a taste?” she asked, licking her lips.      “Sure” and I passed her the half empty blood bag, thinking that is what she meant. The next thing I knew, her small body was straddling mine, her soft lips on top of mine. She was right, she felt so very hot to the touch. Like her flames were consuming the whole of her body and when we touched they transferred onto mine, heating me up. Without realising, my hands were holding on to her waist. I felt her tongue teasing my lower lip and I obliged without a thought. Our tongues were fighting for dominance and it felt better than anything that I had ever experienced. She pulled away from the kiss and we were both panting for air. She then slowly started kissing my neck paying attention to a very specific spot. I then felt her canines graze my neck and I knew exactly what this meant.