My Unwanted Lycan Mate

Monarch Miller Jones’s point.In the heart of the mystical Lycan realm, where moonlight wove secrets and shadows danced with desire, there existed a king unlike any other. His name echoed through the ancient forests, whispered with both reverence and fear: King Miller.I stretched my limbs once I woke up from the hot and tiring sex with Tina, the pack slut, and my current bed partner for a good fuck. She provided me with coitus (sex) anytime, anywhere, and whenever I was horny. I got up from my bed and took my shower before getting dressed. My name is Miller Reid Jones. I am the Lycan king. I was born as a Lycan. My father was the former Lycan king. He was courageous, noble, and the most powerful king in the world, but he was destined to be mated to a mere human. A despicable woman who made his kingdom a wreck.That pathetic woman, Patricia, was my mother. She was mated to my father, the king of the Lycans. Despite being human, my father loved and cherished her a lot. He shared his kin

MY UNWANTED LYCAN MATE. CHAPTER THREE. Rejection. *** Her perspective. I flinched out of bed as I opened my eyes in my human form. My heart rate as realization hit me as I woke up in a strange place. I was on a bed. The houses were beautifully colored in white. The bed cover was also made in white. The bed was big and comfortable as I sniffed the sheet. It smelled of chocolate and strawberries, an alluring scent that made me drool. I began to panic as I realized that I was on his bed, my unwanted spouse. I looked down at my figure, as I realized I had been spruced up. "You're awake," a cold husky voice mumbled behind me. I froze, and I slowly turned my head around. There, in front of me was my mate. He had silver hair. His electrifying ocean blue eyes captured mine. The shirt he had on showed off his well-built muscle figure. He had a prominent cheek bone. He was like a god. He was too beautiful to be real. "What is your name?" He asked as I stayed mute. "What is your name,"

MY UNWANTED LYCAN MATE. WRITTEN BY MOONBUNNIE. Alpha King Miller’s point of view. I groaned and mentally cursed myself. I should not have slapped her. Of course, I lost my temper as she kept disrespecting me. And I never wanted her, never. I wanted to be far away from her. I felt super proud when she was beating up Kara. She looked so hot when she was mad. "Our mate is strong," he finally speaks to me. I could tell he was overjoyed to see our mate fight. "Yes, I agreed, never wanting to piss him off again. I growled when she walked past me, giving her the warning to stop, but she never listened as she kept on walking away. *** Mia’s stance. I walked down the hall, meeting the man who had been complimenting me earlier. "Hey, are you new here? He asked. "Hello, No. I am just a guest here, and I will soon take my leave. "I smiled as I replied to them. "Oh, my bad! "Sorry, I am Scott, the beta of the pack," he introduces himself. "I am Mia Divas." I introduce myself. " I can

MY UNWANTED LYCAN MATE. MEETING HIS LYCAN WOLF, DEMON. I cannot let you burn me up, nor can I resist you. ********** •HER• I was not able to sleep for the entire night. The new bed. New space. It felt odd to stay in the new room. This wasn’t her home, and she already missed her home. "I abhor my mate. How dare he lock me up like a prisoner? I yell. "Prisoner? "Prisoners don’t get to stay in a luxury chamber, "my wolf said," and I scoffed at her. My wolf, Celestial, betrayed me and sided with his mate. "How can he do this to me? How can he kidnap me? I rejected him, and he should have accepted the rejection and let me go. Damn him. He never wanted me as his mate and queen. I'm being kept here as a prisoner because of his lycan. He needed a mate to help him control and calm him. He’s too selfish. My family loves me. I have my own life and have a boyfriend. I tried to rattle the knob again to see if it was really locked. I tried unlocking it, but it won’t open. He has bee

MY UNWANTED LYCAN MATE.MATE- BOND.My Jealous Mate.HER.I notice an agitated stare on my back. It burned, making me look at the direction of the gaze, and there he was standing, my mate. The despised mate was staring at me with a deadly, heated gaze. Jealousy replenished his eyes and transmitted to me a very dangerous threat with his eyes. Our eyes locked, but I quickly ignored him before dancing with the dude. He clutched me by my hips as we both danced to the beat of the music. Before I knew it, he was sent flying across the dance floor by no other person but my stupid mate. He started throwing punches over and over his face.“She is mine. You don’t get to touch what is mine, do you understand? “He roars, animalistic, giving his Lycan wolf control.I was shocked and speechless. I finally shrieked.“Stop!” I screeched at him.“What is your problem, King Miller?” I urged him.He stops and faces me. By now, everybody has stopped dancing and looking at what was going on.“You want to k