Aiden’s POV
We planned to visit Ava when we were out to deal with the pack crisis. We made sure we were not stalked by anyone. We finally reached her home. We were happy when we hear her laugh, but sad that she never missed us as we do. We press the bell. And her friend Oliver answered and opened the door. We were met by her super angry face. She feels hatred towards us.
“Who are you? Who are you looking for?” she asked, pretending not to know us.
“Hi, Oliver. We’re looking for Ava. Is she at home?” Ethan asked her.
“No, she is not,” she lied.
She was about to shut the door on us when our mate showed up.
“Oliver!”
Her ecstatic voice woke our dead Lycans. We were happy once again, but our Lycans howled in despair when they saw how unkempt and skinny she was. She wasn’t in good condition.
Why was she in such a state? She was full of life before we met her. This was our fault. Oliver didn’t want us to stay, but our mate begged her. She kept staring at us and hurling daggers. She finally left us alone with our mate.
Our Lycans never liked the way she treated us, the way she kept our mate from us. They threatened to emerge, but we kept them at bay. She was Ava’s only friend. Attacking her meant waging war because she would never forgive or accept us if we dared hurt Oliver.
“Ava,” we called her name, but she never answered.
She was just glancing at us. After we clarified everything with her, we asked her to forgive us, which she did.
“Our mate has a soft heart,” Liam said, feeling proud of his mate.
She invited us in and asked us to sit. My nose sniffed something delicious. My Lycan purred like a juvenile wolf. My mouth was dripping saliva at the aroused aroma of my mate. I saw her as she kept licking her mouth hungrily and staring at my lips.
“She wants us,” my Lycan said.
Her aroused smell was thick, and it replenished the atmosphere. Ethan’s eyes were starting to whirl pitch black. His Lycan was attempting to take over. This was bad.
“Ava, why are you glancing at my lips?” I asked her, trying to divert her, but I made a mistake by asking because it gave her more pleasure, helping her smell become thicker.
She blushed, almost turning into a red tomato. She was shy. She covered her hands with her palm. I could no longer take it as I walked up to her. I claimed her lips, kissing her as if my life depended on it. She immediately responded to me. A moan escaped her lips, which motivated me to go further. Ethan never squandered his time as he joined me to please our mate. He grabbed her ass and started worshiping her body.
We both stopped before we wouldn’t be able to control ourselves, but it pissed her off. Our mate was angry.
“Did you guys hate me?”
Our hearts were broken when she asked us. Did we loathe her? Hell no. Why should we despise her? We will protect her with our life.
“Don’t ever say that. We never detest you. We were in love with you, Ava.”
“Will you be our girlfriend?” we asked her.
“Yes!” she answered back.
We were the happiest people on earth. We finally have Ava, our mate.
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Someone’s POV
Oh, Lycan King. Oh, Lycan King. I wished nothing but your demise. I had been planning this for a long time. I wanted to see you cry when your children were mated to each other with the help of my witch friend.
You couldn’t always escape my trap. You intentionally locked up your daughter so that she wouldn’t mate with her brothers. You hunted down my family until you gave them a horrendous death. You even went as far as to hang their corpse on the wall to warn others.
King Miller, your end is near.
I would go after your family and your beloved pack members. I would let you know the taste and sentiments of losing a loved one. I would make you bleed and suffer. I would make you pass through all the pains and agonies I had gone through, bastard Lycan King.