*Sequel of The Lycan King* Read The Lycan King first for a better understanding of this book. 'Tell me what you thought of me when you first saw me, when I bought you.' He asked with a delicious thrust. 'I -I was scared at first. And then when I saw you, I knew I'd be safe. I-I wanted to be happy. I wanted p-peace. You looked like a mysterious dark prince. But my prince. And you gave me strength in front of Emilio that day. I liked that. ' I slowly began rocking against him without his help, rubbing my clit against his hard-on, ignoring the layers between us. 'You scared me in the beginning. B-but you gave me respect. Love. Happiness. Family. Home. Peace. I wa—' A scream and then a cry laced with pain interrupted my train of thoughts. I squeezed my eyes shut and held him tighter. 'Do you know what the first though in my mind was when I saw you at the auction?' He quickly asked and I shook my head, my nose brushing against his neck. 'I wasn't sure if you were my mate. Your wolf wasn't present back then. But I really, really wanted you to be. I thought you were beautiful, Avalyn. I loved you the second I saw you.' I gasped as his words. 'I wasn't there to buy a slave. But when those bastards started bidding on you, I had the unimaginable urge to take you away from that place and save your purity and innocence.'

BOOK TWO of the LUCIANNE PAW SERIES: The Rogues Who Went Rogue One of King Alexandar and Queen Lucianne’s most trusted allies, Alpha Tate of the White Blood Pack, has been bonded to a red wolf named Margaret. The problem? Margaret is a rogue. And she isn’t some small fry, but the leader of a rogue pack that survived rogue-eradicating expeditions. Despite her notoriety, Tate still wishes to give their bond a chance. But Margaret had suffered severe disappointment and betrayal in the mate-bond department once before. Now, she refuses to give into her wolf’s naïve, primal instincts like she did in the past. It will only break her heart and ruin her life. Even if Margaret does give in, can Tate really trust her? At the end of the day, she’s a rogue, and rogues pose a risk to the safety of the Kingdom and to his own pack. As if Tate being bonded to a suspicious mate isn’t enough to deal with, Xandar and Lucianne are faced with new threats stemming from a species that lycans and werewolves had not heard from since the declaration of truce almost 204 years ago - vampires, whose villages are invaded by intruders that left lycan and werewolf scents. The dire situation makes them both conclude that they have to turn to someone for help, someone they locked up not long ago, and this someone kept secrets of his own. *********************** BOOK ONE: The 5-time Rejected Gamma and the Lycan King After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What's worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn't thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn't seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he's different; and a chance to love her.

"You're my Omega, aren't you?" He's going to get married, obviously has his own mate, but he won't let me go! I looked at his blue eyes. They're enchanting. It's like as if they're telling me to submit to him. "Say it." He puts his thumb on my lower lip. "I—I'm..." He smirked. I have to stop this. It you won't let me go, then I'm going to have to choose a much harsher way out. "I'm..." Sorry, Drake. I grabbed the small syringe that I was hiding in between my legs. "I'm not your Omega!" and I stabbed the poison at the back of his neck with gritted teeth... I was finally able to leave!