The Lycan King and His Destined Luna

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Draco kept telling me that our mate was here.

I shook my head, took one last drink of alcohol, and continued walking towards the alphas. I needed to know if anyone had missed the celebration. However, as I was about to enter the hall, I heard a couple of groans coming from inside the hall. So I knew that alpha Aidan would be quite busy, so with a grunt I went to his father, the former alpha Ezra.

As soon as I got to Ezra's office I looked around the place and let out a bitter smile. Ezra was with a couple of alphas chatting and laughing, while he seemed to have had a bit too much to drink.

Without wandering in my thoughts, I just looked at the man sitting at his desk and walked over with a serious expression on my face "Alpha Ezra, I need to know if all the members of your pack are present at this event?" I asked the man.

My voice sounded serious, I could even sense the fear of the men around the outside, who took a step back while keeping their gazes down.

He looked at me and took a step back as he wrapped his arm around his mate's waist.

"Yes, everyone is present" He said with an outward stutter and a lowered gaze.

As soon as I heard his reply, my blood began to heat up. It was obvious that this man was lying to me, I could smell it in his cowed aura.

"No, I don't believe you. My lycan senses her mate, but I scanned the whole place and I can't find her. I can only smell her scent" I said trying to keep control.

As king of the lycanthropes we had far greater power and authority than any wolf alpha, so the idea that he was lying to me was eating away at me with anger.

As soon as I said those words, Luna's eyes widened in surprise, and she hid behind a nervous expression.

"I don't want to repeat my question again" I almost growled, clenching my fists.

At that moment Luna's voice was suddenly heard "My king.... These are all the unmarried females. They have all attended tonight's dinner" She mentioned.

However, before she could finish her words, a loud growl came from my lips. The walls rumbled at the loud thunder as the expressions of those present became terrified.

I tried to take a deep breath to calm my anger, but my blood had heated as my lycan wanted to surface.

"What the f**k?" I asked Draco.

"My mate... someone... someone is hurting her!" I heard Draco inside my head.

At that moment I felt someone trying to take my mate, so my eyes darkened and I gave control to Draco, who was f*****g annoyed.

"I'm going to rip the heads off all of you f*****g bastards! If I don't find my mind in 3 f*****g minutes I'm going to finish this f*****g pack once and for all!" snarled my lycan in a commanding tone of voice.

As soon as my words left my lips, everyone in the room widened their eyes in surprise and bowed to my lycan command.

My gaze fell upon her as my claws began to erupt in an almost uncontrollable rage.

"My... my king..." I heard the voice of one of the women.

I quickly turned my gaze to the woman who was shaking from head to toe "My king, there are some women in the dungeon... they caused a lot of trouble in the herd, but maybe one of them can be your mate" Shouted the woman with her trembling hands.

She didn't even meet my eyes, but I didn't care. As soon as I heard her beards, I felt like my chest was about to explode. I let out a fierce growl as I turned to hurry out of the office.

The men in front of the door turned away without looking at my enraged trail. I just followed the almost faint heady smell of my mate. As I left the mansion, however, the smell grew stronger and my heart began to pound rapidly.

My blood boiled with anger as the smell grew stronger. Suddenly a panicked scream reached my ears. I could make out that voice, I had never heard it before, but it was her. I could smell it in the distance.

I quickly ran into the forest until I was in front of the entrance to the dungeons. I clenched my fists at the mere thought that my mate was there being tortured.

Without hesitation I ran to the cell where she was and broke the bars with a howl of rage. Suddenly the gaze of the guards turned to me. Their expressions were full of terror, as they looked down with respect.

At that, I scanned the room until my heart almost stopped when my eyes were drawn to the floor. It was her.

She was on the floor, lying there like a fragile little girl. I could see her eyes swollen shut as a couple of tears ran down her pink cheeks. Her claws were out, and her skin was covered in bruises and whip wounds.

I felt my heart almost about to burst out of my chest when I heard a soft gasp leave her lips. She seemed to have lost all her strength as she lay in her own pool of blood.

I looked up and saw a sturdy looking shirtless man leaning over her as he removed his trousers.

At that image, I felt my lycan about to go out and rip the head off the man straddling her who was clearly about to abuse my mate.

My claws came out burrowing into my skin as I clenched my fists.

"My mate!" I said in a whisper.

However, as soon as those words left my lips, the guards' eyes widened like two saucers. I could smell the fear oozing from their pores as their bodies began to shake involuntarily.

They knew perfectly well who I was, and were dumbfounded that this little girl they were intimidating was my mate.