A Deal With The Lycan King Mga Nobela at Kwento

“To the Council.” My heart dropped. “What did she say?” He unrolled the scroll and read aloud, his voice flat "To the esteemed Council of Frost Bane and the Moonspire Alliance, It has come to my attention that the Lycan King has grown… compromised. Since the arrival of the breeder Morwenna Ashbourne, his decisions have grown violent, and unbefitting the throne. I fear she has ensnared him with manipulation—or worse. If allowed to continue, she will become the downfall of the pack.

"But not anymore. I am going to be happy this time around. I am going to make you proud, Grandpa. I will find that deed and use it to my advantage. I will ruin all of them. This is I swear to you." I was eager to know what was inside that deed that could be equivalent to the power of the Lycan King, but before that, I needed to meet him; The Lycan King, generally known by his dreadful name, KHOAS. The King of Darkness and Ruin, bathed in the blood of thousands of innocent lives he has taken.

Dylan did not want to agree with this, he wanted to leave the meeting that time when he was about to stand up but because of Alice he could not leave that time. Dylan wanted to kill this man who sat in front of him so proudly. He saw his subsidy Alphas' faces who were terrified about this deal. He then heard the man's reply. Dave's officials tried to stop him but Dave raised his hand and did not let them speak. "Sure, My Queen. Anything for you." Dave replied and smiled at Alice. All the important members of the pack meetings gasped hearing the Lycan king's reply. But they still did not believe those Lycans who crossed the border many years ago from the back side and attacked on their pack.

Just as she got close to the door, Nile walked out. When he saw her, a confused look crossed his face. He took huge steps towards her and grabbed her arm painfully. “What the hell are you doing here?” his eyes roved behind her, as if looking for someone. “Where is Crystal?” “Where she belongs,” Lyra replied calmly. “I would like to make a deal with you.” “What deal?” Nike asked in annoyance. “Take Julian to a healer, and I'll help you disguise your identity and become the Lycan King,” she told him.

After I said that, I faced my table and sat on the swivel chair. "You don't have a meeting schedule with her. "Matilde, who pays you?" She stopped and bowed. "I'm sorry, Rock. I was just worried about you." I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes. "You have nothing to worry about. Everything is under control." "But what other lycans tell you, you don't control. They have minds of their own, Rock." "Matilde, they can't do anything. I am the Lycan King of the Redwood here in Luciana. If they don't agree to what I want, it's best to kick them out of here. You know what I mean."

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} Luca Marino Every fucking thing I did were necessary evils. As a Lycan King and mafia lord, I was used to that principle. Over the years, that exact mantra led me to the top. Drunk Serena had accused that I was mean. But, she didn’t know of my world just yet. This is why I had come up with a deal to keep her around. Since she was my mate, I had to keep her around to be complete. Oh, so holy.

“Aside from my assistant, you're the only person I know that engages me and takes back. If I'm going to be taking a Luna, however temporary, I need someone who's smart and can contribute to my home… even if it means going against me sometimes.” My throat went dry at his speech as it eradicated any negative thoughts that night be residing at the back of my mind. “So…do we have a deal?” He asked again, his eyes sharp. This time, I didn't hesitate to answer. “Yes. Yes, I will be your Luna.” A few seconds had barely passed after I agreed when the door opened and a tall, lanky man with shrewd eyes and shaggy hair confidently strolled in, stopping short when he spotted me and the Lycan King.

“Let me introduce you to King Alaric Anjou the Third. The King of all humans, werewolves, and magical creatures alike.” I nodded slowly, tracing the lines of the drawing. He looked so much like Lucien it made my skin crawl. “So he’s of French stock, too?” I asked, trying to keep my voice casual while admiring the picture. “Is that all you have to say?” Vivienne asked, her tone dripping with disappointment. “What did you want me to say?” I shot back. “I don't know—show that you're impressed! I just found out that the entity inside of you slept with the Lycan King himself. I cracked the code, Seraphina!” She threw her hands up in the air as if she had just won a marathon.

he whispered. Scarlett felt a shiver run down her spine as his breath tickled her ear. She tried to remain calm, but her heart was racing with a mix of fear and excitement. She knew she couldn't trust him, but the idea of striking a deal with the powerful lycan king was tempting. She turned to face him, their eyes locking in a heated stare. "What kind of arrangement?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady. His lips curved into a smirk. "One that would benefit us both," he said, his hand trailing down her arm. "But first, I think we should get to know each other better, wouldn’t you agree?"

Now, though, that hope was gone. The maids took me into a large foyer with a doorway in its center. There stood the Lycan King. He turned to me, a dark smile blooming across his face. “Well good morning,” he said, words dripping off his tongue. He waved the maids away. “You can’t be serious,” I said, skipping the pleasantries. He looked taken aback, but he didn’t lose his smirk. “Why my dear Mira,” he said, “you’re the one who proposed to me. I don’t know why you would think I wasn’t completely serious.”