The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

After cleaning the banquet hall, I prepared Shawn's food and took it to his room together with the clothes I ironed. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

While walking down the corridor, I smelled an inexplicably delightful smell. It was the aroma of chocolate mixed with strawberries. The closer I got to the end of the corridor, the stronger the smell became until I stopped in front of the door of Shawn's room.

"Sylvia, your mate!" Yana excitedly exclaimed in my head.

I was utterly shocked. My mate was Shawn? I stood rooted to the spot for a long time.

"Ohhh! Please be gentle. Don't thrust so hard."

I suddenly heard a coquettish voice from inside the room, followed by a deep gasp.

"You can't stand it anymore? I haven't even exerted any strength yet."

"Ohhh! Come on, faster! I'm almost there."

There were lots of movements in the room, mixed with screams and thumping of flesh. It sounded like there was more than one she-wolf inside.

What? Was this the mate I had been waiting for a long time? Such a shameless and promiscuous scum! The Moon Goddess seemed to always like to play cruel jokes on me.

I took a

admit it now, but I knew that I had to face my mate sooner or later. So I forcibly resisted the disgust in my

Shawn's POV:

over the position of the Alpha. Early in

swaying my body and constantly massaging her breasts. My lower body was incredibly hard. As

that I couldn't achieve an orgasm. Was it because I masturbated

and pulled over the coquettish she-wolf on the other side. Then I spread her legs and abruptly thrust into

when I smelled a burst of citrus mixed with orchid. It made my lower body

it right now! Your mate is here," my wolf Zeke

I stop at this time? And what was Zeke

so hard," shouted

almost there." I thrust my penis into the she-wolf hard. Meanwhile, I was also looking forward to seeing my mate, hoping that she

opened, and

very disappointed. Sylvia was nothing but a lowly slave. Her mother was a shameless traitor and the murderer of my parents. How could such a

still couldn't help fixing

that the she-wolves in my room couldn't even hold a candle to her. At this moment, she stood there obediently with her head down. The tattered cotton-padded clothes did not hide the plumpness of her breasts, which made the curve of her waist more graceful. And she had round and upturned buttocks. It

prepare for the Alpha Ceremony," Sylvia said. She put down the clothes on

she-wolf under me screamed and rolled her eyes as if she was about to die. "Wait...