A Slave Mate For The Cursed Lycan Princes Novels & Stories

the Lycan Prince uttered through his gritted teeth because he knew the pain he was feeling at that moment and the way it was writhing for his mate, the worst inside him would end up harming her brutally, especially when she was just a human with no supernatural powers. “Keep her away from me until the very first ray of the dawn,” he warned Nero by peering at him with her burning crimson eyes. Nero reluctantly nodded his head because he knew this night was rather going to break the Lycan's Prince's Curse or it was going to end his life completely if he would continue to keep himself away from his mate, Anisia, who had already started getting that strange feeling of something was about to happ

•KILLIAN• ------- Revenge, that was what I lived for, to get revenge on the family who hurt my mother, the wolves who had thought they succeeded in killing me to earn my inheritance, The Goldcrest pack, for years, I have been trying to get my way into that pack and have my revenge on their alpha leader, the thoughts of my revenge filled my head till it ached, “ Killian!” My friend Deon calls to me as I turn to the Lycan male, yes we were Lycan, not werewolves, we had full control over our minds and instincts and were not feral like the werewolves, “what the hell is on your mind man?” He asks me through his headphones. We were flying a helicopter to the private island owned by a female, peopl

I looked to the west and a sigh escaped my lips, the sun was setting and that meant that slaves were going to have a rest after an exhausting day. We gathered together because Prince Luciano wanted to talk to us, we were about one thousand slaves in total. Slaves were forbidden from mating with Lycans, if they find out that a slave and a Lycan had a secret affair, the slave would be killed and the Lycan taken to the dungeon. "I have decided to give you all a day off tomorrow. You'll come back to work the day after tomorrow."The prince said and all the slaves gasped because they couldn't believe that the prince was capable of giving them a day off.

"I was going to treat you well, make you my Luna. But no, you want to play games. Fine! From now on, you're going to be my slave. I'll mark you anyway, lock you in a dark room where you can't escape. Your life will be worse than an Omega’s. You’ll have to crawl to me if you want to live. You'll have to beg!" I could barely see through the blood and rain running down my face, but I knew there was no reasoning with him anymore. This was it. "You can’t do this," I rasped, spitting mud from my mouth. "You try to mark the Lycan prince’s mate against her will, and he’ll kill you. And your whole family too. You’re committing a crime, Robert!" “Are you threatening me?” he growled, eyes wide with fur

She had asked how marriages worked out in Lycaronia and I was glad to tell her. "Well, there was a time in Lycanronia when mates and mate bonds were cherished above all else." She looked at me with genuine curiosity, "Mates and mate bonds? What are those?" I took a bite into one of her fruits— she had called it an apple, "In my world, Lycans are bound by something we call a mate bond. It's a deep, unbreakable connection between two souls. When two Lycans find their mates, they become inseparable, sharing a love and bond that transcends time."

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

“No! You’ve got the wrong person. I didn’t kill any female Lycan. I didn’t do it. Please let me go!” “You didn’t kill a female Lycan, but you killed an omega from the queen’s pack. She was a she-wolf from the queen’s pack. She was a slave and my precious mate!” I remembered it now. I killed a clumsy slave who spilled tea on my beautiful dress. “She spilled tea on my beautiful ball gown, and she deserved to die. Is that the reason why you want to kill me? For her? Because of a lowly slave? You deserve someone better. I will help you find a good girl for you as your mate. I promise you.”

“I want her as my personal slave.” My eyes flew open. Personal… slave? What? Why? Why would a Lycan prince want someone like me to be his personal slave?…..

There's the word again, why did they keep mentioning it? "I thought it was impossible to reject your mate in the Lycan kingdom. Won't the rejected die and something?" I asked. Tasha and Dania shared amused looks. " What? Where did you hear that? There's no such thing, the rejected mates will feel instant pain like they are dying and they might be sick for a while but then they are fine." Dania asked.

“She... took your mate? Your own sister?” “Yeah.” I laughed bitterly, shaking my head at how insane it sounded. “Not that he was much of a mate to begin with. He was more interested in status than anything else. And Marcy? She was the prize. Of course, he chose her.” Laura stared at me for a moment, like she was trying to process what I’d just said. “That’s... messed up. I mean, I don’t have siblings, but even I know that’s messed up. If I get a mate, it would be horrible to have them taken from me.”