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The Lycan King

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THE KING OF WOLVES —

Mighty.

Unrivalled.

Glorious.

Werewolves bow to him, the last heir to the lineage of soldiers that were once the world’s most powerful beings—he owns his kingdom and he rules it with an iron fist. Raynor’s conquest in finding his mate, what his ancestors couldn’t succeed in, is unmatched. He will find his missing piece and become the greatest man to ever live.

THE PRINCESS IN THE TOWER —

Elaine has been sheltered, protected and hidden from her fate for far too long. She doesn’t know that in her palms lies the destiny of man-beasts, the Lycans. She’s the mate of the most powerful man on Earth and when he finally finds her...all hell breaks lose.

She’s the bounty.

He’s the conqueror.

What is love’s place in a war-zone?

Nothing or everything.

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"Darkness can not drive out darkness: Only light can do that. Hate can not drive out hate: Only love can do that." -•Martin Luther King. Ever wonder why unfortunate things happen to good people, No? Let me get you into one ride. Everything happens for a reason, maybe if someone dies, It's for the betterment that'll show up in the future. It might hurt, agonizing pain would be suffered but, there's a happy ending or there is no ending. People like being realistic. It might not make you happy but it will make one of your loved ones happy. That's how it goes, confusing? Well, shall we step in Elaine and Raynor's story? She was silk, as pure as the colour white itself. Untainted and untouched. Purity and innocence flowed in her blood. Her soft creamy skin could get anyone to fall at her feet, many people wanted her. Desired her, it was said they could die for her touch. She knew nothing of all the ill fantasies people had about her, people who she trusted. People who she thought of as family. Too naive and immature to sort things on her own she always required her Uncle's the fatherlike figure in her life, the only parent like figure. Elaine Darrow lived in the world were she was unaware of hidden secrets, dark hallways and tortured souls. In the world of werewolves, Elaine was the sweet girl who would help anyone who seeked it. She was not your typical teenager, she was submissive and respectful about her elder's decisions. Inside she cried, she cried for a normal life, for love, for care, for affection and for normality. But fate had it all planned. New Year's Eve is supposed to be a holiday of cheering, a toast to new life and some quality time. For Elaine it was both that and her birthday, she was finally turning 18. Life threw such a hard slap of reality on her face, pulling her out of the supervision of her uncle, the secure and homely walls of the mansion she spent her life in with a werewolves. She knew, she knew that those creatures existed. She grew up with them but what she didn't knew that those woods, those dark shadows that haunted it at night, the painful howls of humans getting slaughtered by none other than Raynor Silvius himself, the King. The Warrior Of The Woods Sent By The God Themselves. He's the dark no one wants light, she's the light no one would even inflict pain on. They are destined to be together. They are destined to give birth to the next ruler, the next ruler of werewolves. Raynor isn't aware of any deal that had been sealed in the past, nor there was any he should know of. He ruled the werewolves, as well as the woods and the night itself. He was manupilative, sensual In his own ways, graced by charms, ruthless in a elegant way, heartless in a brutal way, rude in a nonchalant way, dedicated, determined and full of temper. His kingdom is one who scares everyone, his smirk when it hangs on his lips makes everyone aware of the storm that will crash upon them. When he clenched his fists, everyone knows that someone will beg for their life. When he narrows his eyes, everyone knows how someone is going to be humiliated and drained of self respect. No one can be sarcastic, joking or any other form of non serious with him. He doesn't likes something? Well, the Silverwoods avoids it like the plague. The scars on his back speak of a tale that would interest no child, no adult. His cold and frosting eyes speak of a past, a dark and gloomy past. Which no one would ever know of then the tormentors themselves. He's mighty, he's royal, he's the one every werewolf depends on. He's no Alpha, he's no Alpha King, he's no omega, he's no beta, he's no Lycan. He is the reason why humans lock their doors at night. He is the Mighty King Of The Army In The Woods. The werewolf army. He's the leader, the king. The first werewolf. "Do as your told. Or you die." That's the sentence all humans in Silverwoods have made their chant. That's the anthem. Not obeying the werewolves mean dying, and not dying the normal painless way but dying brutally in the undergrounds of the Silvius mansion, they know as the mansion of horrors. "Kill them." These two words should instantly make the beta aware that noway can he change the mind of the King. "Enough." It's your cue to shut up and never start talking again if you are not told to so, if you value life. "No." This single word is the final statement, no one can or ever will turn into a 'yes'. "I've decided." These two words should make you realise Hell is about to leash upon you. And you can't run. That is Raynor Silvius life, his dictionary. Disobey him? Die infront of your loved ones, most probably die with them. Silverwoods, 20% humans. 80% werewolves. This large town at the edge of America is sperated by a old bridge, it seems like it would break into a feather landed upon it but in reality it was stronger than stone itself. Waterfalls and wild beauty graves Silverwoods land, everything was homely and peacefull. No harm can to this place for 1500 years, it's been kept safe from the hungry outsider human eyes for long and they'd like to keep it that way. The humans living inside have a normal life. Silverwoods High is a all werewolf school were people live cautiously, they don't want to get reported to the King, they'd never want that so they live their lives carefully. Fear of death lingering in the air. Everyone in that town is aware of all the humans roaming that place, humans are treated well. Not so well but not brutally or ill. But then there's this one human who would stand out from all of them if she was known to them. Elaine. Norman Lachette, Raynor's second in command. His beta. The 38 year old experienced werewolf is the legal guaridan to the girl he's been hiding away from Raynor for so long. He's been keen on trying to get her away from Silverwoods but failed miserably everytime. He wanted no harm to come to his angel, his daughter. Not the biological but he had always treated Elaine like his own and would his life for her. Exactly a thousand years ago,

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