A Deal With The Lycan King Mga Nobela at Kwento

I feel shivers in my spine at the danger of it all I step keep moving until I am very sure he is around and there he is. King Alonso, ruler of the Alistair Lycan Kingdom, my best friend since childhood. But it is not really him anymore. The beast that stands before me is twice the size of a normal Lycan- just as a Lycan king should be.

he started, voice breaking, hot with anger, and protectiveness. Jesse’s gaze cut him off. “Both of you…. Bow down.” Immediately… both of them dropped, trembling, and shaking. I could hear their hearts pounding in my ears. And then… He snapped his fingers. And his violet eyes immediately became pure silver. Those eyes! This color of eyes only… Only belonged to the Lycan King. I froze. My mouth went dry. Ryan and Aria shook violently. “You! Y-Your… Majesty…” they stammered.

He stood there, completely still, breathing in and out like he was trying to calm himself. I took a small step back, unsure if he was angry that I touched him again or if it was something else. Finally, he spoke, his voice hard and sharp. “I am the Lycan King. That’s all you need to know.” “No,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “You promised to answer honestly. You can’t just say that’s all I need to know. That’s not fair. I held up my part of the deal. I worked in the library. Now it’s your turn.”

I could see the huge proud smile on the Lycan King's face as he informed his sons that I was his reward for being a good king. As the Lycan king told his sons about his latest conquest which involved raiding my village and killing as much people as he could, I felt hate boil inside of me. I felt great boil inside of me to a point that all I wanted to do was to walk towards the Lycan King and stab him on the neck until he kept his mouth shut for good. "I am going to have her in my bed tonight," the Lycan King said with his mind clouded with lust.

He officially accepted Declan’s condition, and it was there and then they set a schedule for the inauguration of the treaty. The word spread. The announcement of Declan, the Lycan king from the Canine family engulfed the whole continent like a purge. Our pack’s alliance with the Lycans was made known, excluding the part where they had to give something as a present; me. Clad in a white long dress, I walked through the narrow pathway towards the man I was forced to be with. Declac Antonio. The Lycan King. The noxious man, who was said to be the strongest. The leader of all the Lycans.

I protesters, still finding it hard to believe, moved my eyes once more to the scroll, filled with doubts that I had been mistaken. “This is a royal decree from the Lycan king. I DEALAN would come through your House today to take my mate whom you have helped provide accommodation for. You would be paid finely as a compensation of your good will. If the case may be that you hold up a stand to refuse to let go of her, it is considered hostage and would result in war, unless she says otherwise.”

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.

I rose to my feet before saying, "I know we're strong. I am strong enough to fight the Lycans, yet I also want peace. Peace among us." The Lycans were well-hidden deep in the dense forest. They had keen vision and were vicious creatures. In front of them, the wolves were insignificant. "We should end this war." "We will listen to our king," they all chorused. "Long life to you, Your Majesty." "Thank you. The Lycan King's Beta will be here to sign the peace treaty," I announced. "I want you all to be on your best behavior in front of him. Am I clear?"

His eyes strayed to the man who had welcomed us. He was shaking like a leaf. “I have not even talked about the fact that this pack now have a beta and I had no idea about it. I am the Lycan King! I am supposed to be involved in every aspect of decision making in every pack! Why am I being played for a fool?” The man fell to his knees as well. “L-Lycan king –” “I will get back to you later,” Alpha Dale said dismissively, cutting him off. “Now, tell me, Lydia. Why are you back here?”

"How dare you try to swindle the king?" "Cameron! Let me handle this," Kanyon reprimanded his second. He leaned forward in his chair, resting his palms flat on the edge of the table. "You Have Yourself A Deal," Kanyon used a fraction of his lycan power, which shook the table like a tremor. The wine glass the alpha had in his hand shattered at how powerful the king's whispers were. Kanyon grinned, standing up and stretching his hand across the table for the alpha to shake. Conroy stood up, beaming while he counted the money in his head and all the nice things and she-wolves he would buy. "It's a pleasure doing business with you," Conroy shook the king's hand with so much excitement it made th