Accidentally, I Slept With Lycan King!

In the modern era, several people started to enjoy various technological advancements. Traditions and cultures slowly disappeared due to the numerous technological changes that continued to invade the progress of time.The impact of time's development is not limited to human beings only; it extends to the traditions of a group of werewolves as well, thanks to the evolving era.When werewolves reach the age of 18, they used to celebrate marriages to unite their destined mates within their pack. However, things were different this time. At the age of 18, to signify a person's maturity, a grand birthday party was held.Just like the extravagant 18th birthday party held at a luxurious hotel for a girl who was the mate of the Alpha King in her pack. The beautiful girl wearing a red dress looked stunning, even standing out among the guests attending her party.Not only werewolves but also the girl's friends, who were ordinary humans unaware of her true identity, came to liven up her birthda

The next morning…Giselle slowly began to stir from her slumber. She blinked her eyes, trying to clear the haze of sleep that clung to her mind. As she shifted in bed, her senses started to return, and that's when she noticed something unusual. She was completely naked, and her memory of the previous night was fragmented and blurry.Confusion gripped her as she looked around the dimly lit room. It was unfamiliar, and she couldn't recognize any of the furnishings. Panic began to set in, and she clutched the blanket that covered her body tightly.Desperate for answers, Giselle turned her head to the side, and there, on the bedside table, was an unexpected sight. A stack of crisp $100 bills, totaling $500, lay neatly arranged. There was no note, no explanation, just the money.Her first thought was that it must be from Vexeon, a gift or a gesture from the man she had spent the night with, or at least she thought she had. A sense of relief washed over her momentarily, and she allowed hers

Giselle savored the warmth of the morning sunlight streaming through her window as she woke up, the events of her birthday party still lingering in her mind. With a yawn, she stepped out of her room, the familiar creak of the door serving as a gentle reminder of another day.Downstairs, the aroma of brewing coffee filled the air, drawing Giselle toward the heart of the house. Gilbert, her father, sat at the dining table, engrossed in the morning newspaper. Mia, her mother, was bustling around the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on a hearty breakfast."Good morning, my dear princess," Gilbert greeted, looking up from the newspaper, a warm smile on his face.Giselle returned the smile, "Good morning, Dad," and took a seat at the table.Mia emerged from the kitchen, carrying plates of omelette and grilled meat. She placed them in front of Giselle and Gilbert, saying, "You're welcome." The aroma of the food wafted through the air, enticing Giselle's appetite.They began their break