Owned By The Ruthless Lycan Prince novel Chapter 5

“You both are getting married tonight and will have to give an heir to our kingdoms,”

“NO…..” both Callum and Amelia uttered in unison, hearing those words of the Lycan king, Keagan.

Both of their fathers looked at them.

“Amelia…..” her father, Victor, tried to talk to her but Amelia aggressively shook her head in denial.

“Did you hear what he just said? I have to….” Amelia was terrified to even say that thing out loudly. She would have to get married to that ruthless man and then have to give birth to his child? No, she could never.

“Papa, he…..”

“I and the Lycan king have reached this decision together, Amelia,” her father halted her in the middle, startling Amelia even more. She looked at her father, horrified and appalled.

“And you have to agree to this,” her father said to her in a dismissing tone. Amelia couldn’t believe her ears. Her own father, who had been trying to hide her from these Lycans for so long, now wanted her to get married to their prince? How? How could this be possible?

“No. I won’t,” Amelia raised her tone.

“I will not m….”

“Talk to your daughter and tell her it’s the only way for her to survive her life, Victor Ashwood,” Keagan spoke out, having had enough of Amelia’s outburst.

Victor sent Keagan a nod and held Amelia's hand to drag her out of that hall.

Turning her teary eyes, Amelia looked into Callum's infuriated gaze. His outrageous eyes told her he was against this wedding as much as hers, so believing he was her only hope, her teary eyes pleaded with him to stop this wedding from happening, which he clearly understood.

“I have never gone against any of your words, father, but I will never f*cking marry her,” Callum growled at his father after Amelia and her father left the hall.

“I will never marry that she-wolf. That's it,” sending his father a glare, Callum turned around to leave.

“Then you can forget about claiming and sitting on the Lycan king’s throne, Callum Morelli,” his father’s loud voice resonated in that hall.

Callum balled his fists at those words of his father because they both knew how hard he had worked and how many sacrifices he had made in his life for that throne of the Lycan King.

“What the f*ck is even going on in your head?” He spun around and bursted out at his father.

Callum had lost so much for the King's throne that now he believed that he didn’t deserve that throne, rather he had owned it and he would never let anyone or anything take that throne away from him.

It was his. That throne belonged to him.

“Why not just kill that f*cking wolf princess and end all of this for once and all?” he spat at his father, barely being able to hold his rage.

Just the thought of marrying her had started messing up with his mind.

“Because in that way, only that curse will break but now I want that curse to turn into a blessing for our kind,” his father spoke out, confusing him.

“Blessing?”

“Yes….a blessing,” His father uttered and walked towards him.

“That girl is a half human and half werewolf because her mother is a human and her father is a werewolf king, so she has both the traits and powers of a human and wolf, and if you would make her give birth to your child, then your child will become one of the most unique and powerful species in our world,” his father’s words had finally started making sense to him.

“A child, which will have the powers of a human, werewolf and a Lycan,” Hearing his father, he dug his nails against his palms brutally because his father's words immediately made him recall his past.

“Your child will be undefeatable, Callum,” his father attempted to make him understand but nothing worked for Callum.

No matter how powerful his and that she-wolf’s child was going to be, Callum was still not ready to marry her, let alone having a child with her.

He despised werewolves and their kinds, especially that crazy wolf princess.

“No, I will not marry her and I will not walk on that path you once had taken and got destroyed,” he declared. His father’s gaze hardened.

“So I will gladly dethrone you from this title of the Lycan prince, Callum, and then you can forget about ruling our world, son,” Keagan warned him in a rigid tone.

Callum clenched his jaw. Only if he would have not been his father then he would have already torn his neck apart from his body for even thinking about taking his belonging away from him, but Callum knew he could not go against his father by killing him.

His father was still the king, so he had much more power and control over this throne than him.

“Fine. I accept to marry her,” Callum uttered because now he was going to use that only way which would give him what he wanted and he wasn't going to care how immoral that way was going to be.

“But what if she doesn't agree to marry me then?” He asked his father.

“Then we will be leaving with no other option than to kill her in order to break the curse,”

Callum mentally smirked, hearing his father’s reply. Now that was exactly what he was going to make her do.

He would twist that wolf princess in a way she would herself refuse to marry him and then he would kill her and would get his throne.

…………….

“It’s for your own betterment, Amelia,” Amelia heard her father saying to her. He had been trying to make her listen to him for the past half an hour.

“Marrying the Lycan prince and giving birth to his child will not only make our pack powerful but in this way, we will be able to save your life. We wouldn’t have to keep you hidden anymore and most importantly, you will become the future queen of this Lycan kingdom which almost everyone fears in our world,”

Amelia gritted her teeth, hearing her father. She didn’t utter a single word to him because she had made up her mind. She would rather choose to kill herself than to marry and give birth to that man's child.

“Please, Amelia. I am requesting you. Please think about it and say yes to this marriage,” her father pleaded with her. She still remained quiet, so exhaling a heavy breath, her father stood up from the bed.

“Think about it, Amelia. You don’t have much time,” saying that, her father walked out of that room.

Sitting on the bed, Amelia gripped the edge of the bed. In no way, she was going to marry that heartless monster, let alone going to that sinful extent with him where his child would breathe inside her.

Not at all.

She slammed her fists against the bed and stood up on her feet. Amelia turned around but a gasp escaped from her mouth, seeing him standing right in front of her.

“What are you d…..” he shut her up by grabbing her jaw and slamming her down on the bed. He hovered over her, startling her.

“What are you doing? Don't t….”

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