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.

took a deep breath, trying to

admit it now, but I knew that I had to face my mate sooner or later.

Shawn's POV:

was my big day. I turned eighteen, and I was going to take over the position of the Alpha. Early in the morning, I called several she-wolves to have sex with me to start a refreshing

body and constantly massaging her breasts.

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

penis and pulled over the coquettish she-wolf on the other side. Then I

with orchid. It made my lower body react

right now! Your mate is here," my wolf

how could I stop at this time? And what was

gentle. Don't thrust so hard," shouted the she-wolf

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

door opened, and

Sylvia was nothing but a lowly slave. Her mother was a

couldn't help fixing my eyes on

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 must feel

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

eyes as if she was about to die. "Wait... We have to finish our business first. You... Get out of here quickly.