Ace is the rogue of the century, only at age 18, killing over a thousand pack members- only in the United States. Who knows how many outside of the US. Past that, one day he gets captured by ten Alphas and thrown into the highest security prison. Lillian is 14 when this occurs, before that her family was very protective of her, now they don't care what she does. Anyways, four years later, one day at school she has a field trip to the highest security prison, that Ace is being held in. A ten page permission slip had to be signed to go and her parents agreed for her to go. Warning: It's mature for a reason, and not only for sex. Rewritten version only profile. #1 in Werewolf July 9, 2019

I jolted awake at the sudden tension I felt around me. It disturbed me. I sat up in bed and came face to face with an intruder. I opened my mouth to scream but was attacked by the most delicious aroma that ever met my nose. I looked up at the intruder, he, I'm assuming, was large, beast like. He was heaving as he looked down at me from the foot of my bed. I felt my fear subside and I began to want the intruder. I don't know why, but I felt a pull to him and he smelt amazing. I reached out for him and he let out a vicious growl that made me cower back and hide myself under the blankets. "I'm sorry" I whimpered I heard loud footsteps come to the left side of me before rough hands yanked the blanket away. I screamed and covered myself with the pillow. "Don't hurt me!" I bellowed, holding the pillow close to me. He growled again and yanked me to his burning hot body, "I'll never hurt you!" He strong, powerful voice rang. ********************************** ❀ ❀ ❀

"I'd suggest you fix that bratty little attitude before I fix it for you over my knee" *** Watching the only world she'd ever known burn around her was one thing... and losing the one person who was tied closest to her since birth was another. Yet both things happened, and scars were left on the mind of Maia who retreated into her herself as a last form of saving grace. A Lycan was the first creation of the Moon Goddess, and Lucien happened to be the Alpha of a pack of such. Cold, analytical, and especially decisive as an Alpha male, Lucien had everything under control... except for a mate. Who finally presented herself in the form of complete sugar and sweet innocence even he couldn't resist.

"There was a legend about the king of lycans. It was said that up until now, he is sleeping, waiting for the appearance of his mate." My best friend, Stacey, told me. "King of Lycans? Bullshit." "You don't believe me, do you Julia? I tell you it's true! He is real! My grandmother who is three fucking hundred years old told me so!" "Stace, it's not that I don't believe you. It's just that we wouldn't know if he's real or not until we see him with our own eyes. Plus, why the hell is he sleeping? He should've sought his mate instead of lying on a bed." "It's called hibernating, Jules." "Werewolves hibernate? I didn't know our kind hibernates." "He is not just a werewolf, Jules. He is a lycan. The last male lycan that is to exist." And as if on cue, a loud howl, a howl so powerful, it can make even the trees bend, sounded throughout the whole forest. ---------------------- "Found you."

He teases her. He challenges her. He fascinates her while he irritates her like no other. He drives her insane. He makes her...ughh, so mad she could scream! The only thing he won't do is let her go. Quincy: I'm a human living among the werewolves. My mom is a werewolf. She had a drunken fun one night with a stranger, a human. The union was not supposed to bear an offspring. I'm not supposed to happen, but here I am, an outsider. They all hate me but my Nana loved me. Then Nana died. They moved me to the pack house. Now, their old Alpha three times my age wants to make me his. That is not the life I signed up for. My Nana nurtured me a dream to go off to college. So I run. I run not because I'm a coward. I run to save myself. I will have nothing to do with their kind anymore. I'll be a normal human among other normal humans. I'll be so normal, even the most average normal humans will feel like freaks next to my normal ass. They will bow down before me and call me Queen Normal. Then I see him. The best specimen of men...but I know he's not human. He's not a werewolf either, so what is he? There's this pull between us but I know I shouldn't get close to his kind...whatever he is. The trouble is, he won't leave me alone. Caspian: I've been looking for my erasthai for decades. My mother dearest, the queen of all werewolves and lycans is pressuring me to marry Lady Celeste. I'm supposed to take over the throne from my father and make lady Celeste my queen. I want nothing to do with her. I want my erasthai. Then I saw her. She's a human. The most beautiful mesmerizing creature ever, and she's mine! I thought it's going to be easy. It should have been easy. Come on, ALL girls want me. I mean, look at me. I'm gorgeous! Mirrors weep when I walk past them. She refused to give me the time of the day. Well, too bad princess. I'm not about to let you get away. I'll crush all other competitions. I'm Prince Caspian. I always get what I want.