A Deal With The Lycan King Novels & Stories

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Four Alexander’s POV Lycan King Alexander stood tall upon a rocky cliff, his fierce gaze sweeping across the vast expanse of his kingdom. The moonlight cascaded over his ebony fur, casting an ethereal glow on his regal figure. His golden eyes, sharp and determined, conveyed the weight of his responsibilities as the ruler of the Lycan pack. "Men," he bellowed, his voice echoing through the night. "We embark on a mission of utmost importance tonight. Zara's parents have vanished under mysterious circumstances when we conquered their pack. It is our duty to find them and bring them home safely."

The lycan calls out, smashing things around the room. Janice moves her hair from her neck. "Bare your neck and gift her your memory" She says to the lycan. He looks at her confused. I nod to Janice and plant my teeth in. Janice gifts me her memories of everything we've been through. "Thank you Janice" The lycan king remarkably lowers himself down to me. Tilting his head to the side, baring his neck. He looks broken behind the eyes but obedient. To me?

he said, his palms on my shoulders as he tried to gently shift me to the other side so he could have his way. "No. Don't wake her up. I'm not going to let you do that. I'm sorry, the deal can't work out now. Maybe sometime later," I said, still standing in his way. "I said the deal would work. That's my word," he commanded, glaring at my face. "And it must stand. It's the Lycan King's command. Get out of my way." He successfully kicked me out of his way as he lowered himself close to the bedside, gazing at Noelle, who was in dreamland. His palms gently caressed her chin, his lips moving closer to hers when I shut my eyes with a sigh.

Sitting at the head of the table was the King and queen next to him and at the other end of the table were Marcelo and his beta. Marcelo’s eyes drifted between me and Kaleb, who was holding my hand now. I tried to remove my hand, but he pulls it back, gripping it too tight that I could feel my knuckles crack. “Shall we begin?” The king gestured for everyone to take their seats. >>> Two hours into the meeting, everyone is arguing about how Lycans are attacking small packs and not having to give them a chance to choose their packs. “I do what I have to do because it is for the best. People need leaders and…” One of the leaders from the south wanted to speak.

“If that continues, I cannot guarantee that no uprising against the palace will happen if we get tired of how the Lycan King treated us.” Beta Darius’s face became blank. “I don't want to force you into seeing the real him." “The real Lycan King is nothing but a jerk who believes he is the only one suffering." Beta Darius did not contradict my statement anymore. For him, Elio would always be the hero. “Now. Will you excuse me?” The beta looked at me hard and, in the end, stepped aside, giving way. Not looking back, I said, “Do not worry about our deal. The Lycan King will not know I made a dual deal with you and him. I will still do our agreement. I will make him fall for me. I'm just look

Which I almost believe with how he gags around humans. Draco, is my wolf. Though not just any wolf. He's the Lycan King. Both of us in reign of the kingdom of Leaden. I came here with business, but as always I was just disappointed. But as the king I'm required to do all these things, even when they sometimes just want me to bite my own head off.

He was daring me to speak otherwise. I was still trying to process his words when he continued, "by tomorrow evening, the Lycan king of Soul pack will be coming down here to take you. You have been offered to him to produce an heir for him. I'm assuming you have no problem with this arrangement, do you?" His aura grew terrifying as he paused the glass mid-way his lips to pin me astute eyes. I dared not say anything to him but I knew deep down that my world was spinning me as I struggled to digest everything he had just said. My heart impossibly shattered even more, making me stagger back as a stray tear rolled down my shocked cheeks.

he looked up to me. “And then you got one you could…” “Don’t say it,” he stood up straight and stared down at me. My brain travelled that same instant. There was still something I wasn’t sure of, “How’d we handle the lycan king? I mean he wants you four as sacrifices and won’t stop still he breaks his curse right?” Thane swayed his face to the other side, “You don’t have anything to worry about. We’d handle it.” “But I’m already worried about it,” I pressed on.

I buried my face in my chest Maybe we should check, let's rip her clothes off to see if she's hiding a tail somewhere,” she ordered. I prayed fervently, hoping someone would come to my aid. “That's enough “ a deep voice cuts through the room. It was Wesley Blackwood, the Lycan king, the most feared monster among all kinds. “I mean, no one dares lay a hand on her,” he commanded. His steps were heavy as he walked towards us. My heart almost jumped out of my throat when I saw him emerge from the shadows.

No warning signs, no go-ahead, it was solely his decision to make. “Oh fuck it.” He thought. “We have a deal then,” Dolph said and they all rose to their feet except Lucas. Lucas’s fists were clenched so tight that his knuckles almost bulged out. Slowly, he got to his feet and thrust his hands into his pockets. They all shook hands and Lucas and Dolph were finally left with the task of swapping the women. “You do it, you’re the Lycan king.” Dolph urged and when Lucas glared at him, she averted his eyes quickly.