Darach can't believe what he had seen just now! In the peeks of passion, his mate's eyes flashed, they fucking flashed golden!
Darach can't believe his luck! His wicked little mate is a lycan. He had seen a glimpse of her beast. She had an inner beast just like him.
Just like him. . .
That explains so much. No wonder she was able to throw him in the wall just by a single kick and he stupidly thought that she might be a witch for being that strong. He's such an idiot.
A dumb idiot...!
If Darach died in this moment, he would definatly die as a happy man. After centuries he had found his mate and if that wasn't a blessing enough, the Moon gave him a female lycan as a mate.
After centuries Darach felt blessed!
He felt like he had a purpose to live. A future to look forward to.If Connor knew about this he would definatly call him a lucky bastard. Darach smiled at his thoughts.
Amber was all the things he wished for. She's smart, strong, bold, in short she's everything he ever wanted.
Darach sent a small prayer to the Moon Goddess for not making her a witch. He can accept any specie but witches were a big 'No' for him. His biggest fear was of Amber being a witch but now every doubt was cleared. His mate's not one of those evil, heartless bitches.
Darach's chest filled with pride. His mate is innocent, nothing like those vile creatures. He's the first man who ever claimed her lips.
Her full soft lips....
The feel of her body against his~
Dear Moon!! It had taken everything in him to leave her alone in the bed. But he wanted to make things good between them after his yesterdays fucked up stunt. Although he had no fucking clue that why he was trying to cook for her because mostly males go and hunt food not cook. But then again he didn't wanted to leave her alone so he thought the eggs will do fine for now.
After all he's the sole person responsible for hurting her. He can still see a faint healing outline of the buries on her face. Guilt clawed at him for hurting his soulmate. The soulmate whom he was born to protect and provide.
Darach was pulled out of his thoughts by his mate's melodic voice.
"So listen Darach, as we have already established that we are mates so from now on you're not going to leave my house without me and if you're going out you will take me with you and all that time that we are out you have to hold my hand and after specific time intervals you have to kiss me either on lip or on my head!" "And once you fall head over heels for me you can claim me with those brutishly passionate ways of yours. And if I caught you cheating on me, you'll be out of my damn life before you blink that thick eyelashes of yours. Are we clear...?" Darach looked at her with bulging eyes. Amber had literally given him a speech in one breath. He was having a hard time in taking notes of what she had said to him.
He looked down at her, most women wouldn't even have dared to look at him in the eyes but not his mate. she was so small that she didn't even reached to his chest! And the confidence and the bossy attitude that she had used to explain her rules for their relationship had left him in shock. Darach can't help but feel proud of her but his hand still twitched to turn her over his knees and spank the daylight out of her.
After all lycans are dominant creatures and Darach is their king. In short, he's more dominant than any other lycan alive except his Mighty Uncle, The rightful king...

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Marking Territory
Romance🔴A Werewolf Novel🔴 She was born in the season of death under the layers of hatred. It was said that the moon held nothing in front of her beauty but it was such a shame that she didn't survived. . . Or that's what they thin...