Mated To The Lycan King

won't go back on my word

Lucian POV

Seeing how Theresa became nervous was uncalled for. She looked quite pitiful and kept vibrating for a long while now. I felt a sting in the heart. My anger surfaced, but I was trying so hard to keep it down.

Thinking back, the sight I saw her in was so cruel. How she was being ragged in her pack by her mate? To what end did he think he would get to suffer such a kind girl like her? I was outraged. My fingers were clutching my thighs imagining he was the one in my grip for me to snap in two.

“I… need some air,” Theresa said, and I pulled out my thoughts. She was still saddened, and the whole thing was still a shock to her. I could see it printed on her face, so I might as well give her time to take it all in.

But before I could reply, she was already out. I couldn't stop her. I wanted her to have that little space she required in the meantime. Besides, I could as well use the time to talk to Alpha Nicolas as his eyes were piercing a hole in my body.

“What?” I asked, a little harshly, and his stare eased up.

“I don't know what you are thinking but taking a mate here is not a decision you would be proud of, especially her,” he said, locking eyes with me.

I could smell his disapproval, but because of the ties we had he was keen on making me change my mind rather than using brutal force.

“I don't see any problem with that, except if you have one.* I taunted.

“No, I don't. You know she has a mate and yet, you claimed her?” He was becoming furious.

“Did you see what I saw out there? How was she being maltreated? If not that I was there, she would have received a hole in the head”

“She must have deserved that. She's a slut and doesn't know how to stay at a place. Perhaps some beating would put her in her place”

“What?” I sprung to my feet. My eyes turned solid cobalt blue while piercing into his. My aura emerged as my voice was embedded with disdain. “You dare call my mate a slut?” I pushed further, and he was forced to go unbalanced on his throne.

But then, proven to be a strong Alpha, he stood his ground and our auras occupied the air.

“She has an illegitimate child. How did you think she got pregnant? She went around sleeping with men even when she had a mate, and now you want to take her as your Queen? Have you no taste for good things?”

Presently I was losing my cool. The chair I was sitting on was already wrecked by my clenching fist, and I was hoping to do the same with his neck. I was going out of control.

“I wouldn't try that if I were you” he looked at my fist. “This is my pack. Attacking me would be a treacherous act, and you will be killed!" He spat courageously.

He seemed to have forgotten I was a king. A Lycan king, a strong creature on earth. How dare he? My teeth grind harder. He might be an Alpha, a tough opponent to get to, but I can still take him on with a full chest and win.

However, one fact I didn't let skip out of my mind was that I was in his pack. He has the upper hand here.

“My decision is final. I took her as my mate and my queen. I don't intend to back down even if you say so” I growled and he scoffed. His shoulder dropped as he sat back on his throne, settled.

“I see you have made up your mind. How about her mate, do you want to leave him mateless? At least you should have waited for him to reject her. You know how this works”

“I intend to get what I want right away. He wasn't worthy to be her mate. I can tell. He was such a brute out there”

“But you claimed her so fast”

“She wasn't claimed when I saw her. She had no mark on her, so I did the honor”

My words muffled him. His lips pressed into a thin line, and he drifted into a deep thought. He was seemingly so bound to make me change my mind. I can tell he was building more proof to spite me into renouncing what I said, but I know me. My heart was made up and there is no going back.

“She's wolfless, do you know that? She is past eighteen but has no wolf. Are you sure you still want to have her?”

“I see no reason why you should persuade me not to. As I have said, she is my queen now”

“Okay… let's get to the matter at hand” he wasn't satisfied, but he also knew he wouldn't win if he kept on dragging this further.

“Yes, we should. That's what I am here for” I smiled.

“You did choose a mate first… hahaha” he chuckled but not genuinely.

Then our expression turned serious as we wanted to discuss the main issue that resulted in this meeting.

“I want us to trade,” he said bluntly, and I waited for him to go on. “I need to reclaim our land that has been taken by some rogues. I need some of your pack members to launch a surprise attack” he said, sounding so serious.

“And why should I? That is your problem, and it should be dealt with by you, not me!”

“I know, and that's precisely why I require your help to reclaim my land. Your lycans are faster and can easily get the job done in a day or two”

“I sense that you want to use us, but I am sorry, my pack is not some pawns you can use to serve your needs”

“Then I guess we will have to cut every deal. No more trading wins you, King Lucian. You lycans can find another pack to partner with if you can't help!”

“Are you threatening me?” My gaze narrowed at him in disgust.

“My lord!”

Someone came running in and panting hard. He rested on his kneel to catch his breath while my eyes became glued to him.

“What is it?” I asked restlessly. He was my right-hand man and I knew something must be wrong. It was evident in his actions.

“It's Theresa… sorry, my queen. She is nowhere to be found” he announced, and my anger unleashed.