Betrayed By An Alpha Claimed By A Lycan King Novels & Stories

Leaning close to my ear, his voice slid out like a cold, dark melody: “Haven’t you already betrayed him when you tried to assassinate his destined mate?” “I killed Esmeralda. I can claim I saw her fleeing and grew suspicious, followed the blind she-wolf to investigate, and discovered she was an impostor.” I bared my fangs threateningly. “Now let me go.” “Do you really think the Lycan king would believe your story? Weren’t you the one humiliating yourself, begging to be his Luna?” Licking his lips, the beta released me and sucked the blood from his fingers. “Think about it: the Alpha isn’t a fool. He knows you’re in love with him—and that Callie is a threat to you.”

Nox: My brows creased into a frown. I was hoping the mission I had sent her on would last for the next few days. Well, nothing less was expected of the daughter of a strong alpha, strong enough to be the Lycan king even. To help my pack get to where it is, I made a contract with the alpha. He gave us the best of his soldiers and strengthened our defenses in return that if I didn't find my mate by ending of the year, she would become my Luna.

So yeah, I had felt like doing that would have been a great way to try to repay them. “You look…” My brother began, but he stopped himself. “The Lycan King is searching for a mate, and every female werewolf has to be present. So that’s why I’m here to take you back.” He flashed a forced smile at me before turning and opening the door of the car for me to get in. “Thank you for taking care of me, Alpha,” I managed to say, showing my appreciation. I just wished that things would have been like how they used to be, when he used to show that he really did care about me.

“I was your Alpha! You belong to me!” Lawrence looked at him out of the corner of his eye with an imperial coldness that froze the heat of the corridor. “She never belonged to you, lesser wolf,” the King Lycan declared in a voice like thunder, before lifting me into his massive arms to cross the broken threshold. “Enjoy the ashes of your betrayal.”

"A human who believes she merely tripped on the stairs does not reek of terror when she stands before her King." My heart hammered against my ribs, but I didn't back down. "Anyone would be afraid in the presence of the Lycan King, Your Majesty." A faint smirk touched his lips. "You didn't seem afraid when you drove your knee into my ribs the other day." The room went dead silent as I realized the trap had closed. My breath caught in my throat, my eyes widening before I could stop myself. Kaelith stepped closer, closing the final inch between us until I could feel the heat radiating from his chest. "Aliyah’s compulsion didn't work on you," Kaelith whispered, his eyes blazing in the dark. "You

At his father's empty chair, where the old Alpha had sat for the last time a week ago, coughing blood into a cloth and making his son swear. He thought of the letter in his desk drawer. The letter in Vivienne's hand. *The Alpha is a leash, not a husband.* He thought of Elara, walking out of the ballroom bleeding, holding her head up like a queen. And his wolf spoke again, louder, and this time the whole hall seemed to hear the shape of it in the silence: *She is not my mate.* Damian let go of Vivienne's hand. The gasp went through the hall like wind through grass.

And somewhere deep inside my blood. Something ancient opened its eyes. Blackness swallowed me. But the last thing I heard, before I hit the ground, was not my wolf crying. It was another voice. Low. Powerful. Not Kael’s. Not from this pack. “You dare reject what belongs to me?” As Aurelia lies unconscious beneath the full moon, her rejected bond bleeds silver across the ground and miles away, a Lycan King rises from his throne.

He asked, his hot breath slamming on my skin as he closed the distance. My chest heaved as I clenched my fist tightly trying my best to not appear as scared shitless as I was. “Do you have any idea who I am?” He added but his tone wasn't sounding harsh. In fact it still had this same amusement hinted on it. “Alpha Kieran called you the Lycan King,” I replied, trying to maintain some semblance of control. “Yes, I am the Lycan King and what you just did is an offence punishable by death,”

"Brother! This Omega is the one who made me like this! He attacked me! I want you to kick him out of the pack!" I hadn't expected Catherine to still remember these things. Alpha Kane looked at me coldly. I wanted to explain, but the helplessness I felt earlier had drained my strength. I guessed Kane would believe me—hoping, praying that the bond would mean something. After all, I was still his mate. Kane simply patted Catherine’s head and comforted her. "Catherine, go change your clothes. The Lycan King... Lyall's coming. Don't forget, you're about to become his Luna. Don't let this trash ruin your day."

Lucian I had been restless all morning with my wig tugging against the restraints. Twenty of the most powerful Alpha's allies sat around the obsidian table, waiting for my decision. Most of them were here to renew their contract with the Lycan territory while the others desperately needed help. One, border dispute and then the other, had a problem with pestering rogue packs… the last alpha wanted to discuss a trade agreement. Ordinarily, I would have already reached a verdict a while ago as they weren’t just proposing to me but to everyone else on the table.