Amidst The Curse: The Heartless Lycan and His Deadly Mate

SERENITY

“Mate! Our mate is here!” Maia, my tiny wolf, let out a loud cry once more out of surprise and doubt as I quickly got up, trying to figure out if it was actually happening or some sort of deception.

After the guards whispered something in Vivien's ear, she quickly dropped the whip and disappeared from the room.

The news appeared to be extremely alarming, as it was the only explanation for Vivien's intense panic, to the point where she even forgot she was about to harm me.

Although I was confused about its nature, I couldn't resist expressing gratitude to the guard who had recently rescued me from a painful ordeal.

“Did you not hear Vivien talk about the Lycan a moment ago?” The frightened voice of Maia resonated, causing my jaw to fall open as I suddenly realized the cause of her fear.

‘If a Lycan had come to our pack then that means… we will face a terrible disaster. It means a doom to our pack.’

Lycans are wicked and possess greater strength. They are highly skilled in all areas where we cannot compete with them. Even a group of ten werewolves would not be able to defeat a single ordinary Lycan in combat.

I quickly exited the room, wrapping my partially exposed body with my arms as I hurriedly headed towards my room along the corridors, running without caution as my face turned red with embarrassment and frustration.

The guards standing outside were staring at me intensely, and it made me feel uncomfortable as I ran faster, pushing my legs to their limits.

Irrespective of the events that occurred in my life, it remained unchanged that I was the daughter of the Alpha. I still had royal blood flowing through my veins.

The majestic packhouse was constructed as a three-level structure, featuring extensive corridors on each floor that interconnect rooms through staircases.

Although the palace was situated on the second level, my room was located on the ground floor.

I was brought to a restroom by the guards on the top floor of the palace's three-story building. To get to my own restroom, I had to go down to the first floor, which meant I would have to walk through the palace hallway.

As soon as I reached the hallway on the second floor, it was completely silent, as if there was nobody around.

It seemed as if everyone had departed or had been cautioned to remain silent. As usual, there were no security personnel present in the vicinity, which was both unusual and perplexing.

I walked softly and carefully to prevent violating any potential rules of silence, if they existed.

As I approached the palace door, the final room before the descending stairs, I once again caught a whiff of someone's soothing and incredibly fragrant aroma, the scent of my mate.

However, this time it was more intense and overpowering than before.

A delightful scent entered my nose, enveloping me completely and captivating my mind. It was so amazing that I couldn't move for a short time, experiencing a captivating feeling on my entire body.

“Serenity, listen. Our mate, he is within the palace. The person we had been anticipating to save us from the dreadful pit. Finding our soulmate will bring an end to our pain as he will cherish us and rescue us from this place! We are still incredibly fortunate!”

I felt a surge of joy as my wolf playfully jumped and chirped within me. I couldn't help but smile as I became captivated by the enticing scent of my mate.

With a rush of excitement, I hurried to my room and grabbed a dress from the clothing rack. I didn't even have time to notice its color or quality as I quickly made my way back, eagerly heading towards the palace.

I had completely overlooked the eerie quietness and Vivien's anxiety about the existence of a Lycan in the pack.

I couldn't think clearly because of everything going on, and my mind was solely focused on my mate. Encountering him and embracing him tightly as we immerse ourselves in the intense emotions of our deep connection.

My father once told me that I would never find a mate due to a supposed curse, but he was clearly mistaken.

Today, he would realize that I was similar to every other wolf. At the age of eighteen, a female wolf discovered her soulmate and they would live in eternal happiness together, destined by the moon goddess.

I regained my composure when I pushed open the door to the palace. At that very instant, as I stood before the entire crowd, I suddenly realized the perilous situation I had placed myself in.

It's not only risky, but also a self-destructive decision. I finally realized the reason behind everyone's silence. It became clear to me why Vivien was shaking like a frightened little kid who had just encountered a terrifying creature.

Perhaps it would have been better if I had immediately gone to my room and concealed myself. I regret coming here, it would have prevented this situation.

However, the most terrifying aspect was still on the horizon.

“Is he... the one? Our… destined mate?” I was terrified as my wolf stuttered, and I desperately wished the ground would open up and swallow me.

It was especially horrifying when he lifted his head and locked eyes with me, his glowing red eyes resembling those of a creature.

I was overcome with fear and anxiety when I saw his monstrous appearance. He was a combination of a man and a wolf, and his size was incredibly intimidating.

However, despite my fear, I couldn't help but be drawn to the captivating scent emanating from his body.

‘He was still… my mate! But how can a Lycan be a werewolf’s mate? What kind of humor was the lunar deity pulling off?’

The terrifying creature occupied my father's seat of power, while everyone else, including my dad, lay flat on the ground, bowing in submission and terror.

Our gazes met, and I noticed him narrowing his eyes in confusion, examining me carefully as if he was searching for something.

I was expected to bend like everyone else because, from the corner of my vision, I could perceive my father signaling for me to lower myself, but I'm unsure why it felt so difficult for me.

This man right there, had turned out to be my mate, and my heart was pounding for whoever he might be.

Despite being a Lycan, I felt no fear or whatsoever. Instead, I desired to rush into his embrace for protection.

He was my source of hope, while my father only cared about the pack and not about me.

Right at that exact moment, he transformed into a human with such speed and enchantment that I couldn't help but be impressed.

However, what truly astonished me was the incredibly attractive and charismatic young man standing before me in his true appearance.

I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my heart when I saw him. A surprised gasp escaped my mouth, and my eyes instantly filled with tears as I found myself staring at him with admiration.

He had an irresistible charm, with his sun-kissed complexion and wavy chestnut locks cascading around his well-defined face.

His captivating gaze, now resembling the color of the sea, added to his allure. He wore a majestic gray robe adorned with orbs and pearls, which made him look like a deity from ancient Greece.

“Who is this filthy swine?” I listened to his voice for the very first time, and I couldn't even detect the anger in it.

All I heard were deep, satisfying sounds that I found enjoyable.

“We are… we are mates!” I let out a joyful scream to him using the mental bond, the mind-link, that I hastily established by tapping into our connection as mates.

A wide smile spread across my face as I walked towards him, filled with happiness at last discovering my partner.

However, my excitement quickly vanished when he growled and stood up from the chair, anger evident in his eyes as he stared at me.

In an instant, he stood up from the throne and swiftly charged towards me.

Smash!

With great force, he delivered a strong punch to my stomach, causing an intense, piercing pain. I was thrown against the wall and then forcefully thrown back onto the floor.

“Ahhh!” I screamed in pain as my eyes stung and tears streamed down my face.

I held onto my stomach and gritted my teeth, feeling the intense agony as if my life was slipping away.

However, it seems that my mate is not finished with me yet.

To my surprise, I witnessed him raise his bulky, coarse boot and forcefully bring it down onto my face. Bang!

Fortunately, I managed to swiftly evade it, causing him to strike the ground instead. I was filled with dread as I watched the tiled floor shatter under the impact of his feet.

A strong sense of fear washed over me like a turbulent ocean, and in that moment, I was incredibly shaken and unable to comprehend what was happening.

All I could do was sit up and gaze in confusion at my attractive mate, who seemed completely unfamiliar to me now.

He glared at me with the ferocity of a famished lion pursuing its elusive prey.

I was the target. Me, who was his mate was the target, and recently, he nearly smashed my face.

‘Did I just have a dream? Was this all part of another nightmare?’

“Refrain yourself from talking! I'd rather not hear the word 'mate' from anyone!” He shouted at me using mind-link, and I started to vigorously nod my head, retreating in fear as he moved closer towards me.

“I-I promise… I… I won't utter those words again. I apologize. I kindly request that you refrain from physically harming me. Please spare my life. I'm sorry for my lack of intelligence. Could you kindly...” As the blow to my stomach intensified, a wave of pulsating pain spread throughout my body, causing me to sob uncontrollably.

I can't fathom what it would be like to receive any more blows from him. There is a possibility that I could perish immediately.

He suddenly stopped walking towards me and gazed at me intently for a brief moment.

“In that case, there's no problem, as long as you avoid bringing it up.” He forced a smile and then turned around, making his way back to the throne.

“Please, everyone, find a seat and sit down. I have a couple of things to mention.” He spoke brusquely, exuding an air of dominance and strength in his vocal delivery.

There was something unique about his energy. His incredible power was evident in every word he uttered, yet my heart was overwhelmed with excruciating agony as I helplessly observed him, while the stench of despair assaulted my senses.

After eagerly anticipating my soulmate as my rescuer for many years, I ultimately discovered a malevolent being as my mate - someone who would harm me if I referred to them as my mate.

A person who referred to me as a filthy swine with disdain in his tone.

He belonged to the group of cruel Lycans, whom my mother had cautioned me against associating with due to their monstrous nature.

‘Moon Goddess, until when will I suffer?’