My Mate is The Lycan King

The Moon Goddess did not tell me that on my 18th birthday, the gift she gave me was not my mate, but rather the devil.

My hands were shaking violently, and my heart hammered loudly against my chest as I held the phone that I just snatched from Asher. Disbelief slammed into me and my jaw dropped open as I watched the video playing on the phone.

It was a sex video of me…and Lucas.

Last night, in the forest behind the pack house, I gave my virginity to Lucas. He was the Alpha’s son, the love of my life, my perfect boyfriend.

My first sexual experience didn’t turn out to be great, it was pain. My body ached all over and I still felt sore from it.

But that hadn’t matter to me yesterday. What mattered was that I had given Lucas what he wanted and my boyfriend had seemed to be happy.

But why was there a video? And how the hell did Asher have this video?

I took a deep breath, pushing past the sting of tears in my eyes as I looked up at Asher. He stepped back when he saw the anger in my eyes, and pointed to Ryan beside him.

“This has nothing to do with me. He shared the video in our chat group.”

My stomach swopped, and it was getting harder for me to breathe.

“Chat group?” I repeated.

Was Asher referring to the same chat group that included all the young people in out pack?

It couldn’t be, right?

My hands were trembling badly now, and I was barely able to hold on to the damn phone. I turned to face Ryan.

Ryan raised his hands and took a step back.

“Wow. Don’t look at me with such a terrifying stare. It was your boyfriend who sent the video to me. Who knew the Beta’s daughter was actually a bitch,” he smirked.

Condensation was heavy in his voice as he winked at me, but I didn’t care.

My head was spinning from the weight of his confession. Before I could say anything though, someone interrupted us.

“What are you guys doing here?” The familiar voice suddenly came from behind me.

Lucas, the son of Alpha, my beloved, and now, I even dare not turn my head to look at him.

How could I, when he has taken my trust and dashed it to the ground?

Asher was the one who spoke.

“Sorry, bro. She found out about the video when Ryan. and I were watching,” he said. There was a tinge of apology in his voice, and my stomach curled further.

Luca’s footsteps got closer and stopped behind me. There was a stabbing pain in my chest, and it was rapidly spreading through the rest of my body.

My vision blurred from the haze of pain that has gathered around me, and I couldn’t breathe.

My breath came in gasps. Bands of lead seemed to have been wrapped around my lungs, and it was taking all of my willpower to remain standing.

Lucas was still standing beside me, but he was strangely quiet. I didn’t look at him, but I tried to will him into speaking.

Say something, Lucas. Fucking say something!

“Damn it,” he eventually growled. His voice shattered the weird and taut silence that had settled between us, and I held my breathe as I waited for him to give me an explanation that made sense.

It had to be a mistake. I mean, Lucas couldn’t have intentionally shared that video, right?

I was his girlfriend. He said he loved me!

“I specifically warned you guys to not let her find out. I wanted to enjoy her a few more time. But now you’ve ruined it all,” he snapped at his friends.

The remaining part of me that was still holding on to a shred of hope shriveled away and died at his words.

I looked at him then, unable to believe my ears, and the tears I had been pushing back finally slid down my face.

Hatred and anger surged in me as I stared at him. He looked as handsome as ever, but how could he say those fucking words right beside me?

Lucas held my gaze as he grinned. His eyes twinkled with amusement, and i wanted the ground to open up and swallow me at the disgust in his eyes.

“Whatever though. It wasn’t a great loss. I mean, her body is as boring as she is. I’m sure there is someone out there that is more…suitable than this one,” he said softly.

Then Lucas leaned down, patted me on the cheeks, and walked away.

My entire world crumbled.

~

“What the hell did you think you were doing?” My father yelled as he slammed his hand against the desk.

I flinched at how cold and harsh his voice was, and his words were sharp enough that they landed on my skin like blades, cutting me deeper than I would have wanted.

I swallowed past the lump in my throat as I spoke.“I am sorry, Father. I had no idea that Lucas would…do something like that. I…I thought he loved me,” I whimpered.

My father’s eyes blazed red as he looked down on me.

“This is not about Lucas! This is about you! Do you know the amount of shame and disgust you’ve brought on me? On the family? The council members referred to me as a spineless wolf. They say I am incapable of raising a daughter. How could you have done that to me?!” he snapped.

My chest caved at his words.

I had heard the whispers too. As I made my way back from school where I had seen the video, the girls had pointed and giggled at me.

The boys looked smug, and I could only imagine how disgusting their thoughts and opinion about me was.

But to have my father be insulted as an extension of what I did?

That hurt more that they would ever know.

“I am sorry. I am so sorry. I promise to clean up my mess. I won’t…I will be a better daughter,” I whispered.

My father scoffed at my words as he paced his study.

“And how exactly are you planning to clean up the mess, Daisy?” he asked.

I shook my head, tears sliding down my face in torrents. His disappointment hit me square in the chest, and I wished I could turn back the hands of time and undo everything.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered again. I had no more words to say. Shame had worn my skin like a suit, and it was clinging to me with no chance of ever leaving.

“I know you are, but that doesn’t change what you did. You have brought shame to me, to the family, and to the pack. You are a shame and a disgrace to me. If your mother hadn’t died, maybe you wouldn’t have turned out this way,” he spat at me.

I froze at his words.

“Turn out which way, Father?”

My voice came out sharper than I intended, but my Father didn’t miss a beat as he responded.

“Maybe if she was still alive, you wouldn’t have turned out to be a whore!” he snapped.

My knees buckled as those words settled around me. I stared at my Father with my jaw hanging open, and it felt as though he had just reached into my chest, ripped out my heart and stomped on it.

Pain wrapped around me, threatening to suffocate me. I rapidly blinked back hot, bitter tears.

“I am not a whore. I am not a whore and you know it,” I managed to whisper, my voice hoarse.

My father smiled then, a bitter, harsh thing that scraped along my skin.

“Yes, you are, Daisy. Deny it all you want, but everyone in the Pack knows it now. They are all talking about you, and I will not sit back and let you ruin everything I have been working for for years,” he paused and took a deep breath before he dropped the bombshell.

“In the face of protecting the Family’s reputation, I have come to a decision. You are no longer a member of my family. You are no longer a member of this Pack, and you are not my daughter.

I disown you, Daisy.”