Novel & Cerita A Slave Mate For The Cursed Lycan Princes

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.”

"No, and I'm starting to think it's something really bad. Or I wouldn't have been sold into slavery to you!" “Look, I don't consider you a slave. And I'll explain to you what a Lycan is: Lycans are like a kind of werewolves, but they are much more powerful and, also, they are the only ones capable of using magic. This means that having children with Lycan will guarantee a pure, stronger bloodline with incredible powers!” I couldn't believe it. They were using me to… Hold on! “First question: How can you sure? If I had some kind of power, I wouldn't be blind, would I? Second question; how would we have babies? We're not fated mates - or at least I don't think so - or anything like that.”

One moment, I was half-naked and vulnerable, huddled in a damp cave with a dominant Lycan Prince claiming me as his mate. One moment, I was half-naked, damp, and shivering in a cave, with a Lycan Prince looming over me like some overconfident predator announcing I was his mate. The next, I was dressed like a reluctant runway model, tucked into the plush interior of a limited-edition Maybach.

Before he could move, I was on top of him, claws at his throat, my breath ragged. “Any last words?” I spat. “I surrender,” he whispered, chest heaving. “I don’t want to fight you.” I froze, hand trembling. “Who are you? Really?” His eyes met mine, steady. “I’m no one. I was just a slave… to a Lycan faction.” “You are no slave,” I growled, my claws already piercing through his flesh. “You can ask around, I'm indeed just a slave born in the Lycan world, they killed my mother when I was a boy, when your pack invaded their territory, I escaped.”

“You’re wrong again, Nadia. You are so much more than a slave and you always have been. Nadia, you are my mate. I know you can’t sense it yet because you aren’t twenty one, but we are mates.” His words shock me. I know because he has royal lycan blood he can sense his mate at any age no matter the age of him or his mate. Is it possible? It can’t be. Why would the moon goddess fate such a powerful and strong Alpha to me? “You an Alpha and I’m a rogue slave. I can’t be your mate.” I reply, turning to face him.

“Don’t waste my time. If you have something to say, spit it out.” “You’re always so serious,” Olivine sighed dramatically. “No fun at all.” Then he suddenly gripped my jaw, tilting my face upward. Pain jolted through my chin as he forced me to meet Visaris’s gaze. “This girl right here is a witch,” he hissed, “because not only is it nearly unheard of for Lycans to feel a mate bond, it is virtually impossible for two Lycans to have the same mate.” He narrowed his eyes, voice now dripping with venom.

I said, shaking my head. “From today, I, Alpha North, declare Elena Black, daughter of Gabe Black, as a slave to my mate and Luna, Leila.” he announced.

Mikayla asked. "Alright, it's not like I have anyone to tell anyways." I shrugged and Mikayla visibly relaxed opposite me. "Can I know about the curse now?" I inquired. "The Matebane curse was a curse placed on all Lycan leaders by the Premodial’s during the Luminous Abyss.. Over 2000 years ago, a Lycan King named Oscar Blackham, made the Primordial princess fall madly in love with him and believed they were destined mates. Oscar had only one goal; To steal the Chronos. An ancient relic given to the Primordial's by the moon goddess, Selene. This relic was said to give the Primordials the ability to speak with the goddess herself and make three of their greatest wishes." Mikayla began and I l

Despite the fact that we were only getting started, I was going insane. "Heather, please stand up here and press your two hands against the wall to get support." My body was tipped to one side, and he was on my other side as well. When he enters my vixen, he grabs one of my legs in his grip. My knees began to give way quickly, and I felt as if I was ready to tumble to the floor. "They claim the Luna's mate has returned, therefore they must devise a more effective strategy." "What will happen to the Lycan?"

I whispered, sensually tracing her earlobes with my tongue. "They're consequences that come with hugging a man that isn't your mate. So, next time be careful not to get caught with your so-called friend." My voice was low and threatening. Kissing her softly beside her mouth, I said, "You're my slave, so act like it." With that, I left the room. I could feel Nyx's eyes sending daggers through my head, but I could only care less. The anger and frustration were still boiling inside me, and I knew I needed to calm down before I did something I regretted.