The Lycan King's Mate
I listened intently, imagining a younger Sanchez training desperately to prove himself.
“Once, when I was about ten or eleven, this boy named Mike started bullying me at school. Every day after class he’d come up and shove me against my locker, call me some slur. He made it his business to make my life miserable. There was nothing I could do to escape him, except maybe throw a punch—an option that my mother had always warned would only leave me worse off than before. Sometimes, Greg’s father who was the former alpha and my brother would save me but I wanted to be a strong Lycan on my own.”
He grinned. “Yeah. It took years, but I was the best fighter my pack had ever seen. And now, I make sur