A Mate For The Last Lycan Novels & Stories

This is definitely the most correct decision you have ever made. "Are you all crazy?" My father whispered angrily, "Do you think the Prince of Lyon will give up his partner?" Leon Logan is the one cursed by the witch, and only a mate can save him! Wherever we hid, the Prince of Lyons would send after us. Even the entire Moore family would be implicated! I ask you two women to think carefully about the consequences before deciding!"

I told him. He smiled his evil smile again. “Nice to meet you once again, Layla. Catch up with you later,” Jarod said and left us alone. I turned to my silent mate. I lifted her face so she could look at me. “He is never going to touch you again, never,” I assured my mate, but I knew she wasn’t hearing a word. I carried her, and she went easily, like she has lost every fight in her. No, this is not right. I want her to be strong, to stand up for herself. She was the Luna, the Queen, a to-be lycan queen. I mind-linked Lisa to deliver our food to my chambers, and I walked there.

"What orders did Lucas give you?'' I asked, making sure that I specifically referred to him by his first name and not his title. Over the years, the history and nature of lycans was taught to us. They made us see them as aliens. things that didn't belong in our world. One of the ugly things about the way the lycan's live their life, was how they looked down on and belittled their women. Allowed to only be mothers and nothing else. the errors had changed, and now, only one man remained as a lycan. And he was my mate. In his pack, I had noticed that there were female warriors, which would mean that someone had broken the chains and allowed women to make their own decisions and redefine themsel

She said, covering me up with duvet. Submitting to her, I laid back on the bed with my head titled upward. “Mate” the word rang in my skull. There was a great fright that was accompanied with trembling in my body. It was hard for me to take in the huge discovery into my dead skull. Never expecting a Lycan to be my mate, take- more of a royal wolf. The moon goddess has succeeded in ruining my life I’m doomed. Was I cursed? Maybe I was birth out of wedlock, cause I found it hard to understand how grievous things keeps happening to me.

Why would a wolf choose a mate when his true mate was found? The same councilman stepped back onto the stage and I could see the vein pulse on Rowan’s face. “The odds are not in the King’s favour, unfortunately.” Rowan turned to glare at him. “Lycan’s usually mate with other Lycan’s and sadly, he is the last of his kind, so there is a good chance that he will select his mate in the next coming months.” Rowan growled, and the councilman stumbled away.

he asks after what felt like an eternity. “When I last spoke to you. I told you that there are Lycans. I even told you my mate was one. Though we did believe that there were very few. But now, “ I pause. It was only fair to be clear with him. “There is a possibility. What I didn’t tell you is that my mate is the Lycan Alpha.” I watch Damien cock a brow at me, a smirk appearing on his face. Ryan pauses again. And I can only imagine the questions running through his head. “Can she control them?”

The argument so far had not been in her favor, with each elder presenting a new reason why she was unfit to be the alpha's mate. Seeking comfort, Arya's eyes met Luna Seraphine's kind gaze, where she sat beside her son on the elevated throne. An elder, Sirracus, spoke up, "Arya Scotler, kindly state before this council why you should be considered for the position of the alpha's mate." Arya gulped, lifting her gaze to meet Damian's reassuring nod. She drew a deep breath and began, "We are fated mates, and our destinies are tied together."

"Before he claims her fully. Before the mate bond is complete. It's easier to break a partial bond than a full one." "Easier? It'll still destroy him." "He survived it once before." "Barely. The curse..." "Will consume him eventually anyway," Aldric interrupts. "At least this way, the kingdom survives. We can find him a suitable mate, a proper Lycan, someone strong enough to handle his beast without being an abomination herself." My nails dig into my palms. Abomination. Monster. Dangerous. Is that what I am?

“They are easiest killed before a fated mate bond is cemented, so killing the mate before that happens proves more affective at ending their life. Silver will not harm them, they grow stronger on full moons, and their rapid regeneration makes them almost immortal. Only complete decapitation with a silver sheen obsidian blade and burning of the body seems to be the only way to truly kill the beast. The last line known to carry the Lycan gene is the Royal Family of the Kingdom of England. Per our request, they have begun to breed out this gene in order to fully submit to the new way of….” I could see Felix roll his eyes and snort a little. “Pup tales. Surely these books aren’t eluding that Lyc

“I almost forgot that you don’t know much. He is called ‘The last lycan’ and he can’t die. Believe me, I tried.” “That’s why you gave me that reaction when I said I was going to kill him. You think I’m crazy.” “Actually, no,” he chuckles. “You are the only one who can kill him as his mate.” “I’m his mate?” my eyes widen. “My biggest enemy who almost killed my entire family is my mate?” “Yes. So, all you have to do is reject him and then it’s over.” “Okay,” I nod, trying to pretend as if I understand. “So, I will go to the city, find him and then reject him.”