Mated To The Lycan King

Chapter 17

Ava POV

I woke up again from a nightmare, my body drenched in sweat and panting. Everest wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him. I felt myself calming down almost instantly. His hands rubbed my back as I buried my face into his chest.

“What was it about?” His voice was low and deep sounding.

“My mother. The attack.” I made a small whimper sound. “I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t save her.” I had tears streaming down my face as images of my mothers lifeless and bloodied body flashed through my mind. I closed my eyes tight wishing those thoughts away.

“Shhhh. It’s over and it wasn’t your fault.” He rubbed my back and I only nodded against his

chest.

We laid in silence for what seemed like hours as he held me tightly to him. He never let go and ran his fingers through my hair every once in a while. When my alarm went off he let me go and slip out of the

bed.

I changed into my workout gear, kissed him goodbye and slipped away down the steps. I didn’t feel like chatting and picked up a granola bar and slipped out before Amber could meet me. I walked the long way around to the gym to clear my mind of those ugly thoughts and memories that plagued me.

I walked into the gym and was the only person there. I decided to go ahead and begin to stretch. Slowly people filled into the gym, some nodding in acknowledging my presence. I threw myself into training and worked as hard as I could, pushing myself to my own limits.

Once done I walked back with Amber in silence. I assume she could tell I was in a bit of a mood, but

still she offered silent support.

“I’ll be down soon. I think we should stop for some coffee.” I smiled over to her.

“Of course, I’ll meet you in an hour or so.”

Sarah POV

I was exhausted, the night was long and tiring. We had so much to do and little time to do it. It wasn’t just us covering what we needed some guy, Ryder I think, helped us. He is apparently the first mate to that b***h and is going to help in distractions. He didn’t talk much, only when asking for general directions on how something should be done.

He was going to be the one to kill the King. I was fine with that, honestly. That old bastard never liked me and with him out of the way that will make Everest King and I will be the Queen. I smiled to myself as I tightened the zip tie to the base of communications and cell tower. I looked over my handy work and smiled to myself, pleased with how it came out.

We went back to the little shack and I handed Dexter my notes from dinner earlier this evening. They

set the date for her crowing and acceptance into the Royal family. She wanted time to train so she asked for it to be pushed back. She wanted to be able to fully help protect her people properly. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

scoffed to myself at that. Like she really cares about anyone here. She is a transplant and doesn’t belong. One month from now her crowning ceremony will happen, along with them marking one another. I gritted my teeth at the thought of Everest wearing her mark. It made my blood boil so much so that I was

clenching the papers in my hand.

“You okay?” Dexter looked up at me.

“Fine. Here take these damn papers. This is her schedule the next two weeks. Pick a day and make it happen. Keep in touch.” I turned to walk out but he grabbed my hand, tugging me back.

“You are not okay. Sit, have a drink, and relax. I don’t want you going back hot headed and doing something to endanger us all.” He shoved a drink in my hand and I sat down, taking a swig of it and

sighed.

Dexter looked over the information I gave him as a wicked smile crept across his face.

“Excellent information Sarah, good job.”

A weird knock sounded and I watched Dexter stand and cross the small area and open the door. Two men walked into the room and they all shook hands.

“Everything ready to go Dex?” The bearded dark haired man asked.

“It is, thanks to Sarah and Ryder who set up everything we needed.” He nodded over to me.

“She’s a looker.” The man with the hair colored of fire spoke in a low rough voice. I involuntarily moved away from him and looked away.

I heard him laugh and I glared in his direction which only made him laugh even harder. “She’s a spitfire too.” He said between his laughing.

Trolled my eyes and stood up to leave and Dexter shook his head.

“Sit down we need to discuss when and where this is going to happen. The escape routes and

everything in-between.

‘Okay, fine. Let’s get to work then.” I said to them all.

We rounded up a plan, Ryder would get into the castle through one if the secret passageways by me. I would slip him inside and I gave him a map to study. I managed to get a copy of the Kings schedule and handed it to him. With the time everything would line up, Ryder would be able to slip in murder the King. To keep me less of a suspect we all agreed that Ryder should knock me out. The witch would be here tomorrow and we would go through a dry run of what was to happen.

It was a great plan, we agreed that in three more days and this would happen. Here’s to hoping that nothing goes wrong. I left the shack and made my journey back home.

1 yawned as I stumbled my way through the woods. I reached the tree line and waited. I watched my surroundings and walked to the pathway. I looked like I spent the entire night running in my Lycan form. I should let her stretch her legs but she’s been silent lately. She wasn’t too happy about everything going

on, but she will get over it.

Unknown POV

Everything in my being was telling me turn and run. I messed up and was desperate for help that one day the journey to getting myself clean of the filth that has a way of finding me is almost over. As long as he keeps his side of the bargain.

I sat down on a log in the middle of the forrest and looked around the wooded area. I closed my eyes and put a cloaking spell around me. Safety first, I didn’t need any Rouge wolf, Lycan, or Vampire

sneaking up on me while I slept. Not that I couldn’t take on a few of then, but I am trying to keep a low profile. The

less that know I’m involved with him, the better.

I reached around my neck and took off the oval shaped locket. I opened the locket up and looked at a small photo. A small snaggle tooth smile, long blonde hair and vivid green eyes stared back at me. My eyes watered as I closed the locket up and shut my eyes. Memories replaying over in my mind I sat sobbing

I pushed the tears off my cheeks and pulled out my sleeping gear. I cast out a protection spell and laid down. Sleep soon overcame my tired body and soul. While I slept the same nightmare evaded my dreams, never changing and always the same. That horrible, horrible day will never escape my memories.

Once I woke I pushed onward through my journey through the thick brush. I couldn’t wait to clean up and take off these tattered worn clothes. The ground floor of the forrest was dim but the sun somehow managed to peak through and I could feel it’s warmth. It was as if it was a sign that no matter what, keep pushing forward and you’ll get what you desire. I could only hope for the best outcome.

Dexter POV

I paced the room anxious of my witches arrival. I know she would help me with what I needed. She would always come through, because if she didn’t she would never get back what was most important to her. Everything is going down soon and I need to make the last bit of my preparations to ensure it all runs smoothly. Sarah sent me a photo of Avalynn and she was beautiful. So beautifull caught myself looking at her photo often. The i***t never marked her as his, he will soon regret that decision.

I couldn’t wait to take her back to my Kingdom, mark her, and make her my Queen. Once everything back home goes the way I plan of course.

A knock sounded, dragging me away from my thought and I walked over opening the door. The witch was standing opposite and looking back at me. I gave her a nod and she walked inside with her bags.

“Good evening Miranda. I hope the journey wasn’t too rough.” I smiled at her.

“It was fine, a few Lycans passed by my camp but lucky for me I had my cloaking spell and had my scent masked by my special flower blend.” She sat her things down and smiled back to me, it looked forced. “They never knew I was there of course. Anywhere to freshen up?”

I pointed to the small area in the corner. “It isn’t much. I usually just go down to the small creek and wash up. It’s just a little ways out back the back side, maybe 20 yards.

She only nodded and out the door she went with a few of her things. The silence leaving me with my thoughts again. I found myself looking down at a photo of Avalynn, laughing. She would be able to brighten any room she entered. From what I have learned she will also make a fair deciding Queen Thanks to her little rejected wolf mate. His other option would have been death, I assume. He, now, is choosing death as his option. Although he seems optimistic of the outcome there is no way he will kill

Everest. Everest will make him into wolf meat and hang him by his toes as an example of anyone thinking of doing what he done. By then we will be long gone and disappeared into my territory.

Ileaned back into the old wooden chair I was sitting in and closed my eyes for a small rest. I would need it because our final preparations would be tomorrow before she’s mine. Soon I fell into a light sleep, only seeing her face in my dreams. She would be the calm to my storm, the reason of good in my takeover of the Kingdom. The pure heart of gold to my slow dying dark soul.