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.

tray in my hands, I took a deep breath, trying

had to face my mate sooner or later. So I forcibly

Shawn's POV:

position of the Alpha. Early

and constantly massaging her breasts. My

strange that I couldn't achieve an orgasm. Was it

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

of citrus mixed with orchid. It made my lower body react

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

this time? And what was Zeke

so hard," shouted the

on, faster! I'm almost there." I thrust my penis into the she-wolf hard. Meanwhile, I was also looking forward

and

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

I still couldn't help fixing my eyes on

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

time to prepare for the Alpha Ceremony," Sylvia said. She put down the clothes on the sofa, still

as if she was about to die. "Wait... We have to finish our business first. You... Get out of here quickly. Don't get in our way," the she-wolf said intermittently, gasping. She was trying to