A Slave Mate For The Cursed Lycan Princes Novels & Stories

Crescent’s Pov He was a storm. Crashing through me, his eyes felt like hot coal, burning through my veins. “Please, Anton,” I whimpered, my knees sore from how hard I had dropped to the floor. This was survival. Not weakness. I was beginning to understand why they whispered the word cursed lycan prince in the shadows. Mother wasn’t wrong when she said some things are better left unexperienced. My eyes darted back to the plates sprawled on the floor, the steak; the one thing I had always been curious about had become a bane of my existence.

She continued to express her shock. "I've already rejected her and the mate bond," I stated, as if it was nothing, but deep down, it pained me greatly. "What? Why would you do something so foolish?" Her shocked expression transformed into a frown as my gaze returned to her. "Because the mate bond is cursed by the goddess. No princess of the Lycan kingdom in the past has had a fated mate, except for the winner of the alpha fist," I explained in one breath, growing increasingly annoyed by her persistent questioning.

CHAPTER TEN CAMILLA “Mine…” he growled, and everyone gasped. I froze. What did he say? I did not know if I heard him correctly. Did he just say what I think he said? “She is my mate.” He said and my jaw dropped. I looked at him in utter disbelief. “Your highness?” my father blurted, looking confused. “Camilla Sinclair is the lycan prince’s mate.” Fergus repeated, making my whole body freeze, rooted in place.

“You know, two can play that game!” “What game? I am not playing anything! Like I said, I am fucking done, Vera.” I tapped the shoulder of the man dancing next to us. He might have heard everything, but he didn’t comment on it. He was handsome too, and easy on the eyes. “You are a wolf?” “Lycan.” “Prince Cassius, forgive her. Continue your dance with your partner,” Mateo said with a hiss. Prince Cassius. Must be the one Lycan prince from Verfarkas. Again. Photographic memory. I had read about him once in the Draconian Herald.

"I'm gonna tie you with a chain to me like you're a fucking dog. Torture you bit by bit, make you wish you were dead." Just as he moved to take me, I felt a jolt - sudden lightness. I twisted around and saw the slave, that dumb bastard, yanking Lycidas by the shoulder. He ripped him out of the car, hurling him to the ground, and the whole damn door came off in his hands. I blinked, shocked - he hadn't left. A slave had actually attacked the fucking Lycan Prince. Just when I thought I'd seen everything. The slave stood over Lycidas, chest heaving. "Stay away from my master."

The others joined in laughter, but my expression remained stern, devoid of any emotion. After a few moments, I interrupted their unnecessary amusement, demanding answers from Jake. "What is this about? Why am I called here?" I asked angrily. Jake's face turned serious, and he replied, motioning to the others, "Grumpy is right, fellas. Let's get down to business." He took a sip from his glass, signaling his readiness to discuss matters. "What's this about, you ask?" He then paused for effect before continuing. "Someone answer the lad." Lucas, seated beside me, a fellow Lycan with a dark complexion, spoke up. "This is about a revolution, brother."

“I need something to focus on beyond my Luna responsibilities. Since you won’t let me reconnect with my friends or reclaim my pack, please allow me this one opportunity! Don’t take it away from me. If I remind you of someone else, then do it for her if you can’t do it for me!” Guys please read my other co-author books Alpha Lucious, His Purchased wife , Betrayed By My Ex claimed by his father, Alpha Evander's Rejection on G.O.O.D.N.O.V.E.L

“The orphan. The daughter of a traitor.” Her chest tightened, but before she could respond, Luca stiffened beside her. He too heard voices, but different ones. “Always second. Never enough.” They turned at the same time, both of their wounds laid bare. Thalia’s wolf growled, but her pride was fragile, cracked. Luca’s wolf bristled, but his certainty faltered. The figures advanced, taunting them. Luca reached for Thalia’s hand instinctively, though his pride made him hesitate. She noticed. Her lips curled into a bitter smile. “So we are both cursed, then?”

"If the bastard had told me about it, certainly I wouldn't have let her run away." Lucas became angry, "Get me that doctor and gather half of the guards before coming back with him." He instructed and Dolph bowed, glanced one last look at Madeline, then walked out of the house. "Madeline, I want to believe all you're telling me is true. Brenda is the daughter of one of the most influential Lycan kings here." Lucas said with a warning tone to his voice. Madeline just smiled, "You wouldn't have run to me if you thought all I was going to tell you would be lies." She replied flatly. "Your real mate is currently navigating through one of the dangerous places in the city, but she'll be fine just

What about the glass of wine and petals of flowers scattered around the room with candles leading the way. I had dreamt of so much more, but who would have thought all my dreams would shatter into multiple pieces in a night, by a cruel, evil and mysteriously rumored cursed alpha. He had claimed me, and I was also mated to him. If he claims another, then I would be left to become a rogue, and if he decides not to reject me, then I would become his slave forever. Droplet of tears fell freely from my eyes, hoping that when I wake up the next morning, it would all be a dream, and I would be beside my mother, laying with her while she rubs my hair gently.