A Mate For The Last Lycan Novels & Stories

I knew it was the doings of the lycan shadow guards on the allure. Relief washed over me as I jammed the skulls of the rogues together. Tara was safe… My mate was safe. A memory flashed; I left Sophia to come help Tara. Immediately, I mind-linked my beta, Jayden, “Jay, what is the situation over there like?” “The Luna is safe; you need not worry,” he replied. I inhaled sharply, but before I could exhale, small hands were thrown on my waist in an attempt to hug me in my lycan form. I stiffened as the sweet scent of my mate polluted my lungs.

He didn't bother greeting us and went straight to the lesson for the day; but this didn't stop Cicilia from continuing the conversation. "So Blake, what do you think are the chances of me being your mate?" Desperate much? And what was this constant talk about mates? It just sounded deviant when these people kept on saying it. Told you this was a weird town. "I don't know, Cicilia. We'll just have to find out at the stroke of midnight," he responded nonchalantly, which surprisingly made me at ease. "If you guys are mates, I would feel extremely sorry for the moon goddess pairing you guys up. My sister is not easy to deal with." This was the other masculine voice who had spoken earlier. Huh, s

But what he didn't know was that Darach didn't have any mate to make proud. When a Lycan's other half borns he can feel it deep in his bones that someone's there for him to protect and provide. Like every lycan Darach felt when she was born. Like a lovesick puppy, he went to an Oracle. It's hard to find one and they are bat shit crazy but he found one only for her to tell Darach that his mate's death. Dead before he had a chance to know her. . . I'm blessed that I didn't meet her before she died. Because in my kind once a lycan meets his soulmate he's bound to her. He can't bed another because his beast won't let him get hard for anyone other than his mate just like Connor...

After so many decades, she refused to send his mate to him. He thought of choosing his own mate just to be free from the loneliness but he couldn't. A lycan's mate was a sacred being in the lives of the lycans. It was one of the blessings of the moon goddess. Finding your one true mate was the happiest thing that could ever happen. Mates were like their second halves. Kendrick took a deep breath and let it out slowly. It was getting late. He had to return to his pack. He shifted and returned to the pack house.

“I also looked up some other examples in the history books and journal records of the Lycans. Almost all of Alpha Lycan's only daughters will marry another Alpha who will eventually replace her father leading their pack." "Mmm," Harriet nodded. “Is it because the Lycan Pack instinctively and magically needs an Alpha?” Liam agreed. "That's right, my dear student." Harriet fell silent, thinking further, as Liam smiled gently. "It's also a factor of destiny," continued Liam. “Heath and Miriam were bound by fate the moment they met. Miriam saved Heath, and Heath saved Miriam.” Harriet looked up again, blinking at Liam. “My father said the Mate of a Lycan is the best match for him, a woman who wi

he threatens. “Hahahaha!” Anna laughs. “But you cannot do that. Mate.” She emphasized the last word deliberately to taunt him even further. “If you do that, the pain you will feel will nearly kill you,” she reminds him. “When a Lycan’s mate dies, the Lycan becomes a shell. They live an empty and hollow existence which ruins their will to live. Slowly, they also die out and that is the end for them. Your love for power is too strong, Lavi Costa. If you lose the will to live, you will never be able to get the throne! And without my name, you cannot even reject me. Either way, you cannot kill me.”

"Krank, how many Royal Lycans are alive today?" He looked at me dead in the eyes before he spoke. "As far as I know, your mate, is the very last Royal Lycan!" Yep, my head definitely just exploded! It figures that my mate would bring all this excitement into my life! To top it all off, I still have yet to even put eyes on her! The moon goddess was in a quirky kind of mood when she paired the two of us together!

"Yeah I don't think it works like that, my pa told me lycans don't get fated mates, they are special in the sense that they have to find the people they love themselves." A young boy in the group said. "Your pa is a little bit close. But Lycans can have mates. But they're very rare and precious. So there's still a bit of hope for me and my forest green clad boobies." The girl retorted. The entire group laughed and continued talking in reduced voices. I was so engrossed in listening to their discussion that I had stopped walking. Eden noticed that my steps had slowed so he came back and held my arm. A bit forcefully while keeping

As strong as he is claimed to be, the lycan was missing only one thing, a person, in his community called a mate. A mate is someone who is destined to be with you through thin and thick, unlike humans, there's no getting away from one's partner; if you're stuck with a mate you're stuck for life and what happens doesn't matter. As the unfair battle started with the villagers a scent tickled his nose, so sweet to be real, he got off his horse and walked towards it, until he saw something that made an earth-shaking growl emit from his chest. A soldier was manhandling who he know identifies as his little mate, she fell due to the impact of the soldier's slap,

____________________ Back at the Lycan clan, the Lycan king, Marius was a middle-aged man. He was tall and handsome and had beautiful cobalt-blue eyes. A ruthless man and he ruled the Lycan clan with an iron fist. The Lycans were usually stronger than the werewolves but they were extremely strong due to the workload he'd make them do and the Lycans hated him. He had a mate, Eliza. An extremely beautiful woman with blonde hair and deep black coloured eyes, she was tall as well. She was a daughter of a noble and rich Lycan father. She and Marius had been mated since she was eighteen and he was twenty. But she was as ruthless as her husband and more cunning than he was. She was the mother of t