A Deal With The Lycan King Novels & Stories

I understood the information my Lycan beast was trying to pass but before I could act, Byron announced, “Gammas Of Royal Hills, Capture Kovan, the dethroned King.” What? Byron looked me in the eyes, “For a new king to be installed, the previous one must be six feet below the ground of the Royal Lycan Tomb, Right, Healers?” None of the healers could respond. None except Lulu who blurted, “You are planning to Kill the King so you can be installed as King?”

But tonight, it was a battlefield. The king stood at the center of the room, flanked by a handful of his court. His silver hair gleamed in the moonlight, and his piercing gaze burned with defiance. “You dare bring this carnage to my city?” he thundered, his voice ringing with authority. Drevon stepped forward, his blade drawn. “Your time is over, old man. The Lycans have ruled for too long. It’s time for a new order.” The king’s lips curled into a snarl. “You think you can destroy us? You think this attack will break us?”

I have failed her. They sense me as I approach. They slowly turn and look up at me, slightly, bowing their heads as a small formal greeting, but I wave them away, unable to handle any of the expected manners that is required of me. “What are our options for appeasing Bianca?” I ask. My question takes them back. The Duke glances towards the beta before looking back at me, clearing his throat. “Well, nothing looks too good in your favor. I have spoken to the Lycan king and unfortunately, he is prepared to deny any involvement with plans you may have in case it goes wrong,” the Duke says.

he finally asked. Lyka was stunned for a while before she took a deep breath, trying to look normal. “It was you who reached out to me saying you wanted to help me. Aren’t you going to do anything about it?”The man’s face was unreadable. He took a last sip of his champagne. “Rest assured, Myra won’t get married to the Lycan King. Unless he forfeits the throne and chooses her over the entire Lycan Kingdom.”

First thing he did was strip them of their Alpha titles and everything they owned was revoked. “Dante deceived and converted the wife of the king, he also committed murder and treason! How dare him murder the ones betrothed to the king! He openly expressed his intentions to overthrow the king! He should be beheaded immediately!” A Lycan elder declared. The echoes of his fellow lycan elders concurring. The werewolf Packs were divided. While some agreed, others argued the punishment was too much.

She turned, her cloak sweeping the floor, and then, she signaled the people behind her, giving them a sharp nod. ​ "We will wait, King Ronan. We will wait for the moment your 'sanctuary' fails. And it will fail. Because a human heart stops, but you see a Lycan’s grudge? It is eternal." As they began to exit, i took a step back, completely frozen. Now it finally clicked. I wasn't equal to anyone here. I was just a piece in their game, a pawn she was ready to sacrifice. It didn't matter how powerful Ronan was. We were playing a game where the rules were already rigged from the start.

I stepped out into the open space between both our armies. “Queen to King.” I said, throwing out my claws in preparedness. “Let’s end this right here right now.” I growled. The Lycan King started to pace around slowly now and he had his gaze on the ground as he did. “As much as that is a very exciting offer, I'm going to have to turn it down.” He said, raising his eyes to me, and then he started strolling towards me with gentle confident steps. I stared into his eyes.