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The moonlight contoured his gorgeous face as it was illuminated by the moon's bright light. His eyes glowed under the moonlight, carrying the galaxy within them. His eyes resembled the crystals in the lake I once loved. Now, his eyes are the crystals I promise to treasure. "Luceus." I said as his arms wrapped around my waist, a ghost of a smile descended upon his lips. "Do you know what you just did?" His husky voice whispered in my ear as his grip got tighter. I shook my head at him as he pulled away, a serious expression on his face. Without any warning, he pulled me closer to him, his lips against mine in a fiery heated kiss. He pushed himself off of my heated body as a lock of his midnight black hair fell on his forehead. He turned around and walked away without another word. ~*~ He was a mystery; He was the King. He was in a Prophecy from a Tale in an Old Time. Prophesied as the strongest King who would rule over millions of werewolves with the strongest reign. He's my mate. He was the perfect definition of danger and sex. He is heartless. Ruthless. Cruel. Either way, I have an Italian Alpha King that protected me with his arms from the world that wanted to bring me and his Kingdom pain. - - - Highest Rankings: [] #1 cold [] #2 lycanthropy [] #7 were [] #19 beta [] #19 possessive [] #21 gamma [] #26 royal
KING LUCEUS
