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Loved By The Lycan King Prologue
XAVIER’S POVTwenty years.That’s how long it had been since I last saw my brother’s face. Twenty years ago, my brother Silas was banished.Our father, the Alpha King at the time, had no choice but to enforce the laws of our pack. Silas had committed a crime—one so severe that exile was the only punishment. The laws were clear: those who betrayed the pack, those who violated the sacred rules, had to be cast out. And Silas, my brother, had crossed a line that couldn’t be undone.His exile was meant to last twenty years, a punishment for his actions, and no one had heard from him since.I still remember the day he left. "You know the laws, Silas," Father had growled, his voice like gravel, heavy with the weight of duty. "You betrayed your own blood."It wasn’t the angry shouting, the curses from our father, or even the tear-filled eyes of our mother. It was the look on Silas’s face—a mix of defiance and regret.He knew he had messed up, but he also knew the laws. I saw him turn and walk
Last Updated : 2025-04-07Loved By The Lycan King 0001: Leadership
JACKSON’S POVThe weight of leadership wasn’t just heavy—it was suffocating.It had been three years since my father, Alpha Xavier, stepped down and handed over the reins to me. I was only fifteen then, barely old enough to tie my shoes, let alone lead the Shadow Moon Pack. But life didn’t care about age, and neither did the pack.I’d learned quickly, but that didn’t mean it was easy. I still had so much to prove. I couldn’t afford to mess up, not with the pack’s survival on my shoulders. I had to be serious, dedicated—no room for childish mistakes. If I failed, the whole pack would feel it. That pressure was constant, a weight that never lifted.Today was no different. I sat at my desk, the paperwork piled in front of me like a mountain I had to climb. Every sheet, every document, carried weight. The pack’s future, its well-being, depended on the decisions I made.As I scanned through yet another pile of papers, a vibration in my pocket broke my concentration. I pulled out my phone a
Last Updated : 2025-04-07Loved By The Lycan King 0002: Rejected And Relocated
KAREN’S POV"I reject you, Omega."My breath stuttered at that single, brutal sentence. My chest burned, my heartbeat a frantic drum against my ribs. But I refused to flinch. Refused to let him see how his voice cracked something deep inside me.Alex Scott, future Alpha of the Blue Cross Pack, stood before me, his blue eyes cold, his mouth twisted in disgust. Just two days ago, those same lips had whispered sweet promises, his hands gentle against my skin. Back when he thought I was someone important.Back before he knew the truth of who I really was."I, future Alpha Alex Grayson Scott, hereby reject you, Karen Lukeman, a weak and lowly Omega, as my future Luna."His voice was cold and dispassionate, each word a dagger driving the rejection deeper into my already broken heart. The pack watched in silence, their stares like knives against my skin. Some pitied me. Most enjoyed this. Omegas didn’t get happy endings. We weren’t meant to rise. We were meant to be broken and tossed aside l
Last Updated : 2025-04-07Loved By The Lycan King 0003: Mate!
JACKSON’S POVI stood beside Liam and Laila, my muscles tense, my wolf restless beneath my surface. Sarah hovered near Laila, her usual quiet presence barely registering in my mind.The car’s headlights cut through the dusk, tires crunching over gravel as it rolled to a stop in front of us. Liam let out a heavy sigh, rubbing his temples like he’d rather be anywhere else."Let’s get this over with so I can go back inside and rest," he muttered, voice rough with exhaustion.Laila, on the other hand, practically vibrated with excitement, her fingers twisting together. "Oh, come on, Liam! This is exciting! A new healer—maybe she’ll finally get you to stop complaining about your headaches."I barely heard them. My entire focus was locked onto the car door as it swung open. And then—her.Not the elderly, seasoned healer I’d expected. No. A girl—no, a woman—stepped out, her wild red hair catching the fading light like fire. She was dressed in all black, her fitted jacket hugging her frame, h
Last Updated : 2025-04-07Loved By The Lycan King 0004: Denial
KAREN’S POVMy hands trembled—clenching, unclenching—like the frantic beat of a trapped bird’s wings as I followed Jackson through the gravel path. The crisp night air carried the scent of roasted lamb and stew from the nearby homes, but all I could focus on was him.His broad shoulders, the way his muscles flexed beneath his shirt with every deliberate step, the quiet, predatory dominance in his stride—it all made my skin prickle with awareness. Being near him was pure torture.Every breath I took was laced with his scent—sweet and wild, something that coiled low in my stomach and made my pulse stutter. The mate pull was a relentless ache in my chest, a whisper in my blood, urging me to close the distance between us. To submit. But I wouldn’t. I couldn’t.Dinner with his family had been unbearable. Sitting across from him, forcing polite smiles while his gaze burned into me like a brand. His parents had been kind—too kind. It unsettled me, made my instincts scream trap.Back in my ol
Last Updated : 2025-04-07Loved By The Lycan King 0005: Compromised
KAREN’S POVMy pulse pounded in my ears as the weight of what I had done settled in. Had I gone too far? Would he punish me for this? But if he thought I would cower like some meek omega, he was wrong."Do it," I dared, offering him my cheek, my voice trembling but fierce. "Punish me. But I won’t bow to you. I refuse to—"I was forced to swallow the rest of my words as his mouth crashed onto mine. The world spun. His lips were rough, demanding, stealing my breath, my thoughts, my anger.I pushed against him, but my hands fisted in his shirt instead, pulling him closer like my body had a will of its own. The bond roared between us, a wildfire I couldn’t control, consuming every scrap of resistance I had left.For one reckless, shameful moment, I kissed him back with everything I have got. Then reality crashed over me, cold and brutal. I tore away, chest heaving, lips tingling, my entire body trembling with the aftershocks.His smirk was infuriating, triumphant. "Hold that thought, swee
Last Updated : 2025-04-07Loved By The Lycan King 0006: Missing Omega
ALEX’S POVThe bedside lamp flickered weakly against the walls, its dim glow painting the room in shades of amber and gold. The air in my room was thick—heavy with the musk of sweat and arousal, the scent cloying and suffocating.The two female omegas knelt before me, their bare skin gleaming under the low light, their bodies trembling like leaves caught in a storm. Was it due to anticipation? Fear? It didn’t matter. Their purpose was as simple as it was degrading: absolute obedience, pleasure, disposal.My fingers drummed a slow, impatient rhythm against the carved headboard, the sound sharp in the silence. They kept their eyes downcast, lips parted in silent submission, their breaths shallow.How pathetic. Omegas were weak by design, fragile things meant to be used and discarded. And yet— Karen Lukeman. Her name slithered through my mind like poison.That night should have broken her. It should have left her a sobbing, shattered wreck at my feet, begging for mercy. But instead… inst
Last Updated : 2025-04-07Loved By The Lycan King 0007: Witchcraft And Obsession
ALEX’S POVI pushed myself up on shaking arms, my pulse roaring in my ears."What the hell is so special about some weak omega girl, Father?" I rasped. "You taught me—weakness is unacceptable. And she’s nothing but pathetic and weak."His eyes burned with something I’d never seen before—fury, yes, but beneath it… disappointment in me."That weak, pathetic girl—according to you—is not just an omega, you blind fool," he snarled. "She’s the last Lycan healer."Air escaped my lungs in a rush. Last Lycan healer?I thought that was a myth. A fucking legend. A power not seen in centuries. But it turned out she was right under my nose all along—and I had rejected her."...Fuck."The door slammed shut behind my father with a finality that echoed through the room, rattling my bones. My hands trembled—not from fear, but from the molten fury searing through my veins.I lashed out—my foot connected with the chair, sending it splintering against the wall. The crack of wood was satisfying, but not e
Last Updated : 2025-04-08
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Loved By The Lycan King 0050: Brainstorming
JACKSON’S POVThe second Karen walked out, the room felt too small. I couldn’t breathe right. My feet started moving before my brain caught up, pacing like a trapped animal, my boots scraping against the old wood floors. The door hadn’t fully closed—a thin line of light from the hallway cut through the dark.Maybe she’ll come back when she cools off. But it was a dumb thought because she never did. I stood there and watched her storm away, thinking, Maybe she’d turn around, burst back in, and tell me she found another way. That she didn’t have to go back to him.Alex.Just his name lit a fire in my blood. My hands clenched so tight my nails dug into my palms. I could still see the way he looked at her at the border—like she was his to take back. Like he still owned her.Not while I’m breathing.But then, my father. The strongest man I knew. The one who’d led us through every fight without flinching. Now? His hands shook when no one was looking. His voice cracked when Silas’ name came
Loved By The Lycan King 0049: Deadline Panic
KAREN’S POVXavier didn’t speak at first. He just stood there by the window, his massive frame tense, staring at the darkening sky like it held all the answers. The study smelled like old books and the coming storm, heavy with things neither of us wanted to say out loud.When he finally turned to me, his dark eyes weren’t just tired—they were haunted. The kind of worry that sinks deep into a person’s bones and stays there."My brother being back... it changes everything," he said, his voice rough like he’d been shouting for hours.A chill ran down my spine. Silas. Just thinking his name made my heart skip.Xavier clenched his fists, the muscles in his arms standing out sharply. "He’s dangerous, Karen. More than you realize." His voice dropped to a growl. "I’ve kept this from the pack—even from my own kids—because I thought we had more time. But now..."He let out a heavy breath, his shoulders sagging like the weight of the world was crushing him. "I need my Lycan back. I need to be st
Loved By The Lycan King 0048: Constructive Criticism
LAILA’S POVThe afternoon sun beat down on the training arena, baking the sand under my bare feet until it burned. My knuckles were raw, my muscles screaming, but I didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. Marcus—one of our best fighters—circled me, his dark eyes locked on mine as we traded blows.Every punch I blocked, every hit I landed, proved what I already knew—I belonged here just as much as any of them.Then I felt it. That icy crawl down my spine.Silas.I didn’t need to look to know he’d shown up. His presence was like oil in water—slick, unnatural, impossible to ignore. I kept my focus on Marcus, but my next block came half a second too slow, sending me stumbling back."Well, well," came that smooth, mocking voice from the sidelines. "Look at the little she-wolf playing soldier. How... adorable."My teeth ground together so hard I tasted copper.Marcus hesitated, his eyes flicking past me. I didn’t turn. Wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.Silas’s laugh was like nails on a chalkboard. "N
Loved By The Lycan King 0047:Bad Vibes
KAREN’S POVThe house was too quiet—not the comfortable kind of quiet, but the kind that made my ears ring. Like everyone was holding their breath, waiting for something bad to happen. I sat curled up in Jackson’s armchair, a book open in my lap, but I hadn’t read a single word in the last twenty minutes. My fingers kept tracing the edge of the page, restless.Silas.Just thinking his name made my skin crawl. That man—it wasn’t just the way he watched everyone with those sharp, knowing eyes, or how he walked around like he already owned the place. It was the way the air turned cold when he entered a room.I swallowed hard and forced my eyes back to the book. Focus, Karen. You’re safe here. But the thought didn’t help. The pack was strong. Jackson’s family had wrapped me in warmth and protection—Luna Hannah’s kind smiles, Alpha Xavier’s steady presence. But underneath it all, something ugly slithered through the cracks, like the first frost warning of winter.The door creaked open.My
Loved By The Lycan King 0046: Appetite For Disaster
LAILA’S POVDinner used to be warm. Loud. Filled with laughter, teasing, and the occasional scolding when Jackson or Liam tried to sneak an extra dessert before finishing their veggies. But tonight? Tonight, dinner was cold—despite the food being hot.I sat stiffly at the end of the table, picking at my potatoes like they had personally offended me. My eyes flicked around the room, noting the tension in every set of shoulders, the silence that weighed heavier than any words could. And then there was him.Silas.He was seated directly across from me, already on his third helping, eating like he hadn’t had a meal in years—which, to be fair, might not have been too far from the truth. Still, the way he shoveled food into his mouth with so little shame made my stomach turn."Mmm!" he said between bites, slapping the table like this was the best restaurant in town. “Now this is what I missed! A good home-cooked meal. Not that processed crap they serve in exile.”No one responded.Jackson k
Loved By The Lycan King 0045:Still Annoying
XAVIER’S POVThe study door closed behind me with a quiet click, but nothing could quiet the storm raging inside my head. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat, each beat screaming one name: Silas.After twenty years of nightmares, after decades praying to forget him—he was back. And this time, he was staying.I ran a shaky hand through my hair, gripping it tight. My study usually calmed me—the smell of old books and leather—but now the air felt too thick to breathe. My heart pounded inside me, restless and angry. The fire crackled like it sensed danger too.Then I heard the door open softly.Hannah.She stood there in her robe, gripping it so tight her knuckles were white. Her face was pale, but her eyes… her blue eyes burned with quiet fury."He can't stay, Xavier."No begging. No questions. Just steel in her voice.I braced myself against the desk, my fingers digging into the wood. "I know," I rasped.She stepped closer. Normally, her strawberry scent soothed me. No
Loved By The Lycan King 0044:Silas
JACKSON’S POVThe door clicked shut behind us, sealing away the warmth of the evening sun. Karen’s fingers slipped between mine, her skin humming with the lingering thrill of our time in town. She swayed slightly, her laughter still fresh in the air between us—sweet and light, like the scent of wildflowers clinging to her hair.We’d barely taken three steps into the house when I felt it—that shift in the air.Karen stilled beside me. “Jackson…” she whispered.My eyes snapped toward the living room.That’s when I saw him.A man stood there, right in the center of the room like he fucking belonged here—like this was his house and we were the guests. His presence was wrong. Not rogue-wrong. Not Alpha-wrong. Something older. His aura curled around the room, heavy and dark, sending a ripple through my wolf.Tall. Lean. Silver threads streaked through his black hair, but his back was straight, and his presence screamed danger. His eyes, though—those eyes were the same deep green as my fathe
Loved By The Lycan King 0043: Spoiled Rotten
KAREN’S POVThe dress fit me like it was made just for me—soft as clouds, light as air, the fabric swirling around my knees when I moved. It wasn’t just clothes. It felt like becoming someone new. Or maybe... finally becoming myself.I stepped out of the dressing room, smoothing the fabric with shaky hands. My heart pounded so hard I could hear it. Would Jackson like it? Did I care? Yeah. I cared way too much—more than I was willing to admit.Jackson’s head snapped up the second I walked out. His lips parted slightly. For a long moment, he didn’t move or speak—just stared at me with those dark eyes growing even darker.“Damn.” The word came out rough, like it got stuck in his throat. He shook his head slowly. “You look...” He took a step closer. “Perfect.”My face burned. “You have to say that—you’re my mate,” I teased, but my voice cracked.His fingers brushed my cheek as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, so gentle it made my chest ache. “I’m saying it because it’s true
Loved By The Lycan King 0042: Claimed And Clothed
KAREN’S POVThe sound of heavy footsteps faded upstairs as the boys disappeared to shower. I wrapped my hands around my coffee mug, letting the warmth soak into my skin while Luna Hannah worked at the stove. The smell of sizzling bacon mixed with the rich coffee aroma, the fat popping like little firecrackers in the pan.Just as I was relaxing into the cozy kitchen atmosphere, Laila's voice cut through the air—sharp and full of attitude."Ugh, boys."She marched in, her long braid swinging behind her like a whip. Her workout clothes were covered in dirt and grass stains, like she'd just come from war—though knowing Laila, a simple training session might as well be a battlefield.She flopped onto the stool next to me with an exaggerated sigh and grabbed a cookie."You'd think Jackson would learn by now not to steal someone's victory cookie just because he got the last hit in," she grumbled, taking a big bite.I hid my smile behind my coffee cup. "So you let him win?"Her grin turned wi
