The princess and the werewolf
Five years ago, Princess Lyra accidentally swallowed a magical marble-a life source belonging to a mysterious wolf king from another world.
Now, the powerful and relentless Wolf King has crossed into her world, searching for the girl who unknowingly holds his magic.
As Lyra struggles to live her life, unaware of the danger that follows her, the Wolf King draws closer with every heartbeat. One fateful encounter will change both their destinies forever.
In a world where magic, fate, and forbidden love collide, will the princess survive, or will she fall under the power of the wolf king she never knew existed?
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Chapter 4
The palace lights glowed softly beneath the moon, but Princess Lyra felt no warmth in them.
She stood before her mother in silence, her fingers clenched tightly into her gown as the Queen spoke with finality.
"You have avoided this long enough, Lyra," the Queen said. "The council has agreed. Lord Arven will be your husband."
Lyra's heart sank.
Lord Arven was handsome, polished, and ambitious-but there was something cold behind his smile. Something calculating. She had seen it every time he bowed, every time he praised her beauty while his eyes lingered on the throne.
"I don't love him," Lyra said quietly.
"Love grows," the Queen replied. "Duty comes first."
That night, Lyra sat alone in the sitting chamber, staring at the door as dread coiled tightly in her chest. The marble pulsed uneasily, reacting to her fear.
A knock came.
Before she could answer, the door opened.
Lord Arven stepped inside.
"You dismissed your maids early," he said smoothly, closing the door behind him. "I thought we should... get to know each other better."
Lyra stood up at once. "You shouldn't be here."
He smiled, slow and deliberate. "Soon, everything here will belong to me too. Including you."
Her pulse spiked.
As he stepped closer, the air thickened. Lyra backed away instinctively, heart racing. "Stop. I said stop!"
He reached for her.
Panic exploded inside her chest.
Lyra turned and ran.
She burst through the corridors barefoot, her breath tearing from her lungs as she screamed, "Help! Somebody help me!"
The palace guards were too far. The night swallowed her cries as she fled into the open grounds, dress snagging against stone and grass.
Behind her, footsteps followed.
"Lyra!" Lord Arven shouted. "You can't run from this!"
Tears streamed down her face as she ran blindly into the darkness. The marble burned now-hot, urgent, screaming for something she didn't understand.
Then the air shifted.
The night went unnaturally still.
A shadow stepped out of the darkness.
Golden eyes flared.
Lord Arven froze.
"What-" he began.
He never finished.
The Wolf King struck with terrifying precision, his fist connecting with Arven's jaw and sending him crumpling to the ground, unconscious before he could scream.
Lyra stumbled back, breath hitching, staring at the cloaked figure before her.
"You came," she whispered.
The Wolf King turned to her, his eyes blazing-not with anger, but with something dangerously restrained.
"You should not have been left unprotected," he said coldly.
"I didn't ask for this," Lyra cried. "I didn't ask for any of it!"
The marble flared violently between them.
Before she could react, his hand rose-and darkness swallowed her whole.
Lyra awoke to silence.
Not palace silence-but something deeper. Wilder.
She lay on soft earth beneath towering trees, the sky unfamiliar above her. Strange stars shimmered faintly, and the air hummed with magic.
She sat up slowly, panic rising. "Where... where am I?"
This was not her world.
The marble pulsed gently now, as if calming her.
She was alone.
Footsteps approached, light and cautious.
A young woman stepped into view, her eyes bright and feline, her movements graceful and alert. Her ears-ears-twitched atop her head before she bowed deeply.
"Welcome, Princess," the girl said softly. "I am Nyra. I have been assigned to you."
Lyra stared. "Assigned... to me?"
Nyra smiled faintly. "Yes. By His Majesty."
"Where is he?" Lyra demanded.
Nyra hesitated. "The Wolf King returned to the palace. He believed you would be safer here... for now."
Lyra's chest tightened. He had brought her to his world-and left her.
"He knocked me out," she said bitterly. "And abandoned me in a forest."
Nyra's expression softened. "He did not abandon you. He protected you. And he fears you more than you know."
Lyra scoffed weakly. "That makes no sense."
Nyra crouched beside her, voice lowering. "The marble inside you has changed him. Wolf marbles do not bind easily. And they do not forgive weakness."
Lyra looked down at her hands, trembling. "Then why bring me here?"
Nyra's tail flicked behind her. "Because your world is no longer safe for you. And because fate has already crossed a line that cannot be undone."
Lyra swallowed hard, staring at the alien sky above.
She had been taken from her home.
From her kingdom.
From her life.
And somehow, deep inside, she knew-
This was only the beginning.
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9.5
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Until a weak, fragile girl named Aria stumbles into his territory and touches him... and nothing happens.
She is his mate-
but she is not meant to live.
Aria's life belongs to someone else, borrowed by an ancient spell. If the spell breaks, she dies. If the curse stays, she also dies.
And an enemy pack wants her because she is the key to awakening an ancient power.
Alpha Lykos must protect her, break the curse, and fight fate itself-before time runs out.
But the greatest danger is not the enemies hunting them...
It is the truth Aria doesn't know about herself.
8.9
Jason's life was a canvas of broken colors, painted by the harsh brushstrokes of his reality. Craving connection, craving love, but stuck in a home that felt like a prison. So, he broke free, embracing the unknown. New streets, new faces, new demons... and a new lease on life. Little did he know, some encounters would leave scars, while others would expose him to the raw truth."
7.9
He is cursed. She is a slave.
Their forbidden bond will either save their world or set it ablaze.
Caeser Varyn, the formidable Alpha King, is a figure of fear, his very blood tainted by a curse that has claimed every mate the Moon Goddess has given him. His existence is a lonely burden of twisted power, until a single, accidental touch changes everything.
Ava is a ghost in the royal palace-an unseen slave girl with a quiet grace and a hidden power. When the Moon Goddess's mating mark appears on her wrist, Caeser shatters ancient laws and claims her as his own.
Their forbidden union ignites a firestorm, forcing them to flee the burning palace and the outrage of the pack.
Turned out she's gifted by the Moon Goddess and to survive, Ava must master the power she never knew she possessed, expose the traitors who surround them, and find a way to break the ancestral curse.
If she fails, her love will be consumed, and their world will fall to the dark power of a corrupted god.
9.7
Some chains are forged in iron.
Others in desire.
Sebastian Kol has existed for six centuries. Cursed to burn alive in his own skin every night he transforms into a beast even he cannot control. He wants one thing. Freedom. And after five centuries of searching, a prophecy finally gives it a name.
Leilani Ravenwood.
She carries the mark of the moon goddess on her skin and a prophecy that brands her as his salvation. Her blood silences his beast, and her touch sets him on fire.
In the worst possible way. And in the best possible way.
Furious at the hold she has over him, Sebastian takes her, strips her of everything, and bends her world until it breaks, determined to own what the goddess dared to use against him. What follows is dark and consuming. A monster who has never met his match, and a woman who proves to be it.
But Leilani Ravenwood does not break easily. And somewhere between the hatred and the hunger, the punishment and the pull, the ancient beast begins to suspect the terrible truth.
The woman born to be his salvation may already be his undoing, his poison and cure wearing the same skin.
And he is running out of reasons to care.
9.0
I traded my innocence to my fated mate, the Alpha King, just to get a stalk of Moonlight Grass to save my dying brother.
But after a night of agonizing physical connection, he didn't mark me. Instead, he tossed me a single, useless dried leaf and a credit card, treating our sacred bond like a cheap transaction.
When I refused his insulting offer to be his secret, nameless mistress, he choked me against a wall and banished me from his lands forever. I fled to the human city, only to watch from the shadows a week later as he publicly escorted a pure-blood noble female, preparing to make her his Luna. Meanwhile, I was forced to sell herbs in the lawless black market just to survive, where I was cornered by a gang of violent rogues.
I didn't understand. We were chosen by the Moon Goddess. When our skin touched, the mating sparks nearly blinded us both. Why did he look at me with such cold disgust? Why did he throw me away like trash, only to parade another woman as his queen?
Running for my life from the rogues, I tripped and fell onto the asphalt, right at the feet of a convoy of black SUVs.
The man stepping out was the Alpha King who had sworn to kill me if he ever saw me again.
But as the rogues demanded I be handed over, his eyes darkened with a terrifying, primal fury.
"She's mine."
8.6
In my past life, I was the weak Luna everyone despised.
A fake daughter!
A disposable pawn!!
A girl my family happily executed!!!
They forced me to marry my brother to protect the family's reputation. They feared the world will know that their Alpha Son was born Impotent- they made me carry the blame of-
"A HEN THAT CANNOT LAY EGGS!!"
I obeyed them... and it cost me my life!
Their real daughter framed me countless times. My husband who was also my brother and we grew up together never believed me... They called me fake and treated me like a servant. She framed me and made the wolf world see my shame. I died trying to save my life from them.
But I woke up 10 years before my death.
This time, I refused to play their game.
After accepting the marriage to my brother...
I went behind them to meet my mate. The most feared man in our CLAN. His Uncle.
The crippled Lycan lord in disguise who once asked me to marry him.
He thought I had come to reject our bond like my past life but this time. --------I stood before him with a dangerous deal.
"Do you still want to stay the crippled Uncle in the shadows?" I asked, in a serious tone.
He replied. "I don't know what you are saying."
I knelt down placing my hands on his lap."Tomorrow morning they will be here. Do you dare to come claim your mate?"
This Time!!......I' Elena Alvarez, will Light fire to their World.