The Lycan King's Destiny

*Kayla's point of view*

Recently, life has been fucking me over in so many ways than one. It was as if I had a personal beef with life and it just wouldn't give me a fucking break.

I am a she-wolf and you'd think I had the good stuff but you'd be sorely mistaken.

I lived under the oppressive rule of step siblings who despised everything about me. They hated everything, even the very air I breathe because of fabricated reasons and lowered my status down to their slave.

My blood sister and their parents died in a ghastly accident and they blamed me for it.

Apparently, to them I was bad luck and an unfortunate person that brought gloom and doom everywhere I went despite the numerous times that I cried about my innocence.

The most pathetic thing was that there was nothing I could do about it. I was just an adopted child raised by their parents who treated me fairly well considering the fact my late mother had an affair with their father.

Now, this is where it gets really bad and also really interesting.

On my step sister's birthday. I had found my destined mate and I thought life would be a bit easier, but my step sister claimed him for herself and here's the kicker, he was the alpha of our pack.

I was pressured to accept the rejection because according to the pack, I wasn't fit to rule and my step sister was a far better choice.

I could still remember that day as if it was yesterday, how broken and helpless I had felt, how my heart had been shattered into a gazillion pieces and the pain of the rejection nearly drove me to madness.

In the end, I had settled to drinking heavily at a local bar, determined to use the alcohol to drown my sorrows.

Leaning against the stained walls, I clutched my glass of tequila, my sixth in the last hour which was a new all time record for me.

The numbness I sought after eluded me however, no matter how hard I hunted it.

I wanted to drown away my sorrows, trying to forget about the Alpha choosing my sister over me and tears, hot stinging tears dripped down my cheeks as I drank more tequila to numb the pain.

As my vision began to blur a little, I spotted a man sitting a few seats away. A very, extremely handsome man. He had long dark hair and a pair of heavenly blue eyes that made you feel like you were sinking into them.

Our eyes met and I didn't know how he did or if he even did anything but some effects of the tequila vanished and I gulped nervously.

"Mind if I join you?" He had closed the distance between us and technically joined me even before I could accept his request.

I shrugged and continued my drinking spree, doing my best to ignore this hot stranger who looked like he had stepped out of a magazine.

"To be honest, I'm here looking for a good time." He leaned in and whispered into my ears, his hot breath making the hairs on my neck stand, either in shock or arousal... I wasn't sure yet.

"Well, you found the right place then." I didn't even realize what I was saying before the words stumbled out of my mouth but... why not?

We exchanged a few more words, him complimenting me and I was flirting back. I was usually a shy person but under the strong effect of alcohol, that shyness took a back seat and I was in my element, not really in my element but yeah you get the point.

One thing lead to the other and the dude's mouth was on mine, ravaging them like it was his property. Like he had been in the desert, starved of water for months and my mouth was the only oasis that could quench his thirst.

The funny thing was that I barely resisted, I gave myself up just like that.

Then he tore my dress and I swear, I thought we teleported but I found myself in a hotel in record time and the rest of the night was suddenly a blur.

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"Good morning beautiful. You were incredible last night." His deep husky voice was the first thing I heard when I woke up this morning. .

I opened my eyes and turned, staring at his magnificent form, he was seated and wearing only shorts and his bare chest was on display. My eyes dipped lower and I gasped when I saw his... mighty sword still proudly standing.

"Wait." I checked myself and I realized to my absolute horror, I was completely naked and the bedstains on the bed confirmed my worst fears, I was no longer a virgin.

Tears welled up in my eyes. I had just fucking lost my virginity to... to... to a man that I didn't even know. I didn't even know his name!

Today and yesterday was officially crowned the worst day of my lentire life.

I tried to formulate words but it was no use, I broke down instead, crying my eyes out but then, I felt his strong hands pull me in for a warm hug, his heartbeat felt nice and the way the heat from his body flowed into mine calmed me down.

*I didn't know you were a virgin, I wouldn't have touched you at all if that was the case." He said sweetly, raising my head to stare into his eyes. "regardless, I was gentle with you.'

Again, I couldn't form words. It was like my brain turned to mush anytime I stared at him and I didn't know what to say or do. This was a crazy situation to be in.

And then, he leaned and claimed my lips once more in a soft kiss.

Kayla's POV

I moved my head away from his lips, stopping him from going further.

"What's going on? Why...." The man said as he noticed my withdrawal from him. I gave him no response.

Realizing the reality of what I have gotten into, I shook my head in regret and stood up.

I put on my discarded clothes with shaky hands from the floor. The man was still speaking to me but I didn't hear him at all, a thousand thoughts were buzzing in my head.

I walked to the door and opened it.

"Wait..." he said from behind me as he fumbled with his underwear but I didn't look back.

I rushed back home, sneaking into my room as tears poured down my cheeks.

It was not enough that my sister had taken my fated mate, now i just had a one night stand with a stranger under the Influence of alcohol. I had kept myself for a long time so I could give my pride to the one I love, my mate.

I felt shattered as ran straight to my room with nothing but regret and shame as I sat down alone in the room.

The room was simple, with a small bed in one corner, nicely arranged with clean white sheets. A dresser held my things. I heard a sudden knock on the door. Fear rushed through me, and I quickly wiped away my tears, hoping nobody would see me crying.

"Your presence is needed" I heard through the door. "The Lycan king will be here by noon, and the presence of everyone is needed downstairs. The order insists we all welcome him in the next 20 minutes."

The person said and then I recognized the voice, it was the head maid. As luck would have it, she didn't come in, she only spoke from the door.

I cleared my throat, attempting to steady my voice.

"I'll be there shortly," I managed to reply, my voice strained. This was the first time I'll be meeting someone so powerful especially the Lycan king, so I would try my best to look presentable.

His reputation for being extremely cruel and vicious was well-known across the entire kingdom. People had heard many stories about his lack of mercy or kindness. This served as a scary warning to anyone who might challenge him.

There was a quiet pause as the noise of footsteps walking away could be heard in the hallway. The head maid was heading back to her quarters.

I immediately took my bath and put on my maid uniform, arranging my collar and making sure I looked perfectly okay. I made use of my body cream and a perfume, and also put up my hair into a neat ponytail. I was ready to welcome the king.

Stepping outside, I met with the rest of the maids, they were all dressed and also ready for the day. Despite what had happened last night, I needed to act cool and collected because it was essential that we look very presentable and present ourselves in the best possible manner.

Few minutes later my Stepsisters emerged from their luxurious chambers, they moved in a way that showed they thought they were better than others. The way they walked and moved their body showed they were very graceful and confident.

One of my stepsisters stood in front of I and the maids, staring straight at the entrance doorway as she gave us instructions. When she spoke, her voice cut through the quiet tension in the room. The words she said were full of anger and hostility.

"Remember your place, maids. My brother and the Alpha king will arrive soon. No mistakes, no missteps. You cannot afford to incur their wrath."

Her last words lingered, reminding us of the serious trouble we'd be in if we failed. I felt a wave of fear go through me, but I didn't want to let it control me.

I straightened my shoulders and prepared myself mentally, ready to deal with whatever happens next. But I was worried of how my step brother would treat me, he hated me more than my step sisters did. He had been away from the house for a while, gallivanting with his friends and I was worried that he would treat me even more cruelly than my stepsisters did.

Soon after, we could hear excited voices coming from outside. The cheers and chants praising the king grew louder and clearer as they got closer to us.

"Hail the king," they repeated over and over, their voices full of admiration and respect for him. I could feel the vibrations of their unified voices resonating through the castle walls. My heart was pounding with anticipation as we bowed our heads down, our eyes fixed on the cold stone floor beneath us.

We had been instructed to keep our faces down and not look up until we were told to do so. The loud cheering and chanting from the crowd outside signaled the king's arrival was imminent.

There was a sense of nervous tension and awe build-up as we awaited the king's appearance in humble submission.

We had been told to keep our faces down and not look up until allowed. As the gates creaked open and the sound of footsteps came closer, he was walking with confident, self-assured strides, surrounded by his loyal followers. His regal, kingly presence was impossible to ignore, and just him being there seemed to fill the huge hall.

The room was completely silent as I and the other maids stayed frozen in our bowed positions. A couple of minutes had passed since the Lycan King had entered.

I could feel my heart pounding hard in my chest, my palms getting sweaty. Suddenly, the silence was broken by the Lycan King's booming, deep commanding voice. "You may all rise now," he ordered.

Following his command, I and the other maids gradually raised our heads, then stood up to our full heights.

As I looked at the face of the two men standing in front of us my heart skipped as it came in contact with my step brother. He looked at me with absolute disgust and hatred and I couldn't help but feel pain in my chest.

Just as I turned to take a proper look at the Lycan King, my heart skipped a million times again. For the very first time, I felt like I couldn't breathe. It didn't seem possible. A million thoughts raced through my mind, but none of them made any sense.

How could the stranger I had met and hooked up with for one night at the bar actually be the Lycan King, my stepbrother's best friend?

As the king finally looked into my eyes, it felt like time froze. His intense blue eyes stared back at me, showing he recognized me as he likely realized he had let himself sleep with one of his servants.

The tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a knife as the Lycan King and I stood there, sharing a silent moment of understanding what had happened between us.

Just then my step sisters moved to their brother and the Lycan king, welcoming them with an embrace.

I woke up abruptly due to a loud bang coming from somewhere in my vicinity.

My whole body felt heavy and tired. I laid on my bed, trying to gather myself together so I could stand up and begin my chores.

Immediately the door burst open and my step brother strode in.

"Look who we have here. If it's not the devil herself." he said in a mocking tone.

I was used to my stepsisters maltreating me but never will I ever get used to it coming from my step brother, Josh.

I was an abused and frail she-wolf, living under the oppressive rule of my step siblings. They despised me deeply, especially the eldest sister and have turned me into the pack's slave, blaming me for the death of our parents.

My parents died in a tragic accident on the way back from my high school graduation, together with my sister. Both my sister and our parents died aside me who survived the car accident unharmed.

After the death of my sister and step parents, my step siblings and the rest of the pack saw me as bad luck and an unfortunate person . They held me responsible for their losses, despite my innocence.

Of course there was nothing I could do, I was just an adopted child raised by their parents. I call them my step siblings because my late mother was having an affair with their father.

"Now that I am back, it's time you get punished for everything you've done. But first of all I will start off small." He looked me up and down with a sneer of disgust. "Go serve dinner to my best friend, the king, you murderer," my stepbrother said with an angry snarl.

I stood up, my legs feeling weak and unsteady as I tried not to cry. I was so tired of being treated like a servant, and my family made my life miserable.

I went down to the kitchen and immediately spotted the king's breakfast all wrapped fancy and ready to go.

I picked it up and took the king's meal to his room. I felt too embarrassed and ashamed to look him in the eyes, especially since I felt dirty and grimy, I was sure I looked it too..

As I walked towards the king, I could feel his eyes on me. It made me feel extremely uncomfortable and uneasy.

"Look who we have here. I didn't think I would meet you so suddenly after last night. Seeing you right now, I can't wait to have you in bed again And this time make you moan better than-..." he didn't finish his statement when he was distracted by the sound of Josh's voice as he strolled in.

"Did you see the stupid maid I sent..."Josh paused when he saw I was inside.

I froze on the spot, did he overhear the king? What would he do? My heart kept racing.

"Oh there she is", Josh said as he sat down.

After I finished serving the king, I was about leaving when Josh stopped me.

"Come back here" he said coldly. Was I in trouble? Did I do something wrong? Does he want to start punishing me here and now? My mind was wildly going over the different possibilities.

"She's the stupid sister I told you about" Josh said to the king as he pointed towards me. "Remember I told you I was going to punish her. Well, I am starting that with she being your personal maid."

Immediately Josh said those words, the king paused for few minutes his gaze fixed directly on me . "She's the sister you talked about? The one you said Is the cause of your parents death?" He asked his best friend.

"Yes, she's the one. if you don't want her around you, you could let me know, I can punish her in a different way."

The king shook his head in disagreement. "No it's fine. I can handle her" he replied still gazing at me.

"And you... you dare not harm my friend with your bad luck! I will make you pay for what you have done." He said, On the other hand, the king kept his eyes on me non-stop, it was as if he kept thinking about what had happened between us.

"Right ?" His question brought him out of his dazed state.

"Certainly!" He nodded in agreement.

I felt really uncomfortable because I was dizzy. My body felt weak and unsteady, like I might faint. Cold sweat formed on my forehead and I felt sick in my stomach. I tried to find some courage to ask to be dismissed, hoping my stepbrother would want to get rid of my presence.

"Excuse me," I said, my voice shaking. "I feel really sick." For a moment, my vision went blurry as I swayed on my feet.

But my stepbrother showed no kindness at all. With an annoyed, rude tone, he immediately questioned me in an accusing way.

"And where do you think you're going?" he scolded me harshly. "I just introduced you as the king's personal servant maid, and now you want to walk away? Get right back here and stand beside him like the maid you're supposed to be."

With embarrassment I looked down I looked down, feeling the weight of his words. I didn't dare protest, knowing it would only make things worse. Reluctantly, I obeyed and stepped closer to the king as he commanded.

As I stood there, eyes down in submission, I noticed the king glancing at me. His gaze made me uneasy. He shouldn't get me into trouble.

"Let her go. I'm exhausted from the activities of today." The king finally spoke as he dismissed me.

Relief flooded my system as I bowed in deference to him and

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Few days passed and I noticed my one of my step sisters, Lily always coming around the king chambers.

I was wondering what the hell she was always doing around his chambers.

After taking my mate from me and claiming they were married, I least expect to see her around the King.

One day when I was about to serve the king, without knocking I opened the door and met Lily stark naked, on top of the king.

"I am so sorry..." I apologized continuously as I shook in fear

Days turned into weeks, and the king would often invite Lily over. They would have fun together, and I could often hear their loud moans.

However, sometimes it felt like the king was acting strangely around me, almost as if he was confused about me.

Sometimes he would treat me like I meant something to him and even stop his friend from maltreating me and other times he acts like he doesn't care and also keep quiet when they maltreat me in his presence.

I shrugged off the thoughts, reminding myself that I was just a maid and nothing more. Whatever had happened between us was just a mistake and I didn't mean anything to him.

One night, while bringing the king's dinner to him in the main dining room , I was suddenly hit by an overwhelming feeling of sickness and nausea.

Although I tried my hardest to hold it back, the intense churning and unsettled feeling in my stomach became too much to bear.

Politely excusing myself, I hurried out of the dining hall, hand covering my mouth, and barely made it through the doors before violently throwing up and vomiting uncontrollably.

When I had finally composed myself enough to return, the king looked upon me with concern. "Are you alright?" he inquired when I returned, his brow furrowed in worry.

"Yes, your majesty," I replied weakly, forcing a feeble smile despite the queasiness still gripping my belly. "I'm quite alright."

I strode forward once more to resume my duties attending to him, determined not to let my mysterious illness disrupt my service.

The following morning, still feeling dreadfully ill, I made my way to the local herbalist.

After a series of examinations and tests, the herbalist revealed the shocking diagnosis; I was pregnant.

The news hit me like a ton of bricks, and I was overwhelmed with a flood of conflicting emotions. Fear, uncertainty, and disbelief washed over me in equal measure.

The Lycan King was the only one I had laid with. I was frightened of the consequences. What am I going to do?

I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that settled deep within my heart. How would my step siblings and the king react to the news? Would they cast me out? Or worse still, would the king accept this child as his?