A Slave Mate For The Cursed Lycan Princes Novels & Stories

“You step like punctuation that wants to interrupt proceedings. Don’t. The circle won’t enjoy drama.” Ivy smiled thinly. “I didn’t climb this far to enjoy proceedings either.” Jayden stepped half forward. Subject position by instinct. Rowan’s silver-sharp gaze flicked to him. “Prince of Lycans,” Rowan murmured. “Death brushed you once. Return rewrote nothing but awareness. Don’t block the hearing floor unless you want to testify.” “I’d testify it wasn’t a mirror invitation,” Jayden replied, voice low gravel. “It was a retrieval by blood, not signature copy.”

Third POV Few hours before the arrival of Marianne The three princes were summoned to the throne room on the early hours of the morning by their father king Alpha. They woke up groaning in annoyance, every night they are hunted by seeing themselves making out with a woman who they have an idea is their non existent mate. They were two hundred and fifty years in the lycans world without a mate, which was very rare for wolves.

"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?

I couldn't believe it was happening to me and I was now the slave. He cleared his throat. "As you all know, this is Hailey Marquis, my human mate and slave." King Damian smiled and licked his lips. "Wow, isn't she too beautiful? It's a pity I would love to eat her flesh and feed her blood to the vampires because of the hatred I have for her." What hatred? What did I do to his people? Why did they hate me? "You should give her to us." The second king who had the name King Travis said with an evil smirk on his face.

He commanded as he walked to his bed and sat down, his eyes watching my every move. “Kneel on the broken pieces." He commanded, eyes blazing with fire and anger as he walked to his bed and sat down, his eyes watching my every move. My only crime was being human. Being human and daring to mate with the Lycan king in my continent. Not only have I been pushed into a world that I never knew existed up until last night, but I have also become his slave. A slave that he hated with every fiber of his existence.

I could see the redness of my skin creeping up my neck as I contemplated throwing my lycan into a mental cage just to make him stop. Unfortunately, most of the time, that didn't work either. The anger grew as I realized what Shawn had mentioned: the curse. That fucking curse. Following my father's sudden death and my subsequent ascension to the throne, I began casually dating to find a mate. Nothing ever serious, but at least a few months to find someone to choose as my luna, in case I never found my mate. Not everyone finds their fated mate in this world, and I refused to believe I would find mine.

Whitney’s childlike mind is what draws Aiden in as he sat on the couch across the room staring at the woman laying on his bed. However, he was Aiden Lewis, the last lycan alpha king of the Night Walker pack, and was cursed by a sorcerer that his mate would not live past the night of their marriage rites. That was when he razed the witch's territory to the ground. The sorcerer fled the scene and was nowhere to be seen, he had lived with this curse for decades and only the pure blood of a witch can erase this curse. Meanwhile, the witches seemed to have gone to extinction and this caused Aiden to lose his mate to the cruel curse.

I was in big trouble, why did they have to lie about my identity? And why does my buyer have to be a god-damned Lycan? He was going to rip my head off my body when he found out. At this point, I'd rather have whoever my mate was reject me. I couldn't be a slave to my mate's boss…or something like that. Everyone knew how dangerous a Lycan King could be. Currently, we have just four lycan kings in existence. Each one of them possessing a unique trait and personality but one thing was for sure, they'd kill without blinking.

He stopped and asked me to join him, " But today, we found our princess and the rightful heiress... " The pack erupted into cheers and the members jumped with excitement. I could feel my legs shaking because of the nervousness I was feeling just by looking at the crowd. "But there's a problem now... " The elder said seriously, " As you all have heard, the Lycan Calle wants Celine as his mate. But she already has a mate and wasn't her mother supposed to be Calle's mate too. Isn't it too absurd? " I couldn't control the smile which was about to turn into a loud chuckle joined by pack members. Even the elder found this creepy and morally wrong. I looked at Alpha Tyrion and he hinted to me to sa

It was more like his presence was so intimidating and bestowed fear on them. "I'm so sorry, my Lord." "What brings you to my house, my Lord?" My dad questioned and I tugged my skin. "I came to take my mate with me." Everyone's eyes widened when he said that and I bit my lips again, so he already knew I was his mate but refused to say anything about it. "We'll be right back." My dad signalled me to follow him which I did and we went to my room. "Of course, you will be." Lycan king Aldar said and I couldn't help but wonder how he had already gotten to Lycan king level. He was so young, just like Luian's age and Luian wasn't even a certified Alpha yet.