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

"We have a proposition for you, and not to hurt you, human. You have been chosen by our Lycan King, Alpha Liams Frederick, the dangerous lord of all packs." I gasped in horror as the full weight of the situation hit me, just at the complete mention of that name. This was not just a simple case of being harassed in my own home, but rather an offer that could potentially change my life forever. I couldn't believe that the Alpha of all Alphas was actually going to send his men to my hut. But the thought of being nothing more than a tool for his selfish purposes, made me sick to my stomach.

I smiled, looking at the Alpha, who seemed to be scared. After all, the Lycan king is the most feared werewolf in the city of Lyconia. “Lies. She has been rejected–” “Silence!” the Alpha replied in anger. Walking towards me, he reached out for my jaws while I spat in his face. Slap! “Fuck!” I yelled. “You will regret ever touching me, huh!” I responded fiercely. “She’s marked. You motherfuckers! I only asked you to bring me the treasure, and now you brought the Lycan’s Luna to me?” He shrieked.

“Like… a real king?” His silver eyes glowed and they looked sad and angry at the same time. “The last Lycan King,” he said. “I remember my family. My pack. And the night Selene cursed me.” His voice dropped lower, rougher. “She didn’t just take my crown. She took me. She wanted to erase me like I never existed.” “That’s horrible,” I whispered, holding on to my pendant. It was so hot it almost burned me. I wondered why it always burned me for a second.

There was less hesitation in her voice than usual. Less fear. The difference irritated me immediately. "I lost," I said coldly. The words tasted like poison. "I lost in front of everyone." Peony blinked. "I am the Alpha King." My voice echoed through the chamber. "The strongest werewolf alive. Or at least that's what everyone believed." A muscle ticked in my jaw. "Now they have all seen me lose." I looked away. "To a Lycan." Silence settled between us. For several moments, Peony simply stared.

Samuel said, placing a kiss on my forehead, "I would do anything." News alerts started popping up one after another: 【Lilith Arrested for Fraud and Assault by Poisoning】 【North Shore and Black Forest Pack Corporation Stocks Plummet, Council of Elders Calls Emergency Meeting】 I let out a long, slow breath. The weight of being falsely accused had been crushing me, and now, it was finally gone. "There's one more thing," Samuel said, opening another document. It was an official decree he had issued as Alpha King. 【For gross negligence, enabling abuse, and bringing dishonor to his pack, Dylan is hereby stripped of his Alpha status and all associated duties.】

My dad came out behind her, his jaw tightening as he watched the scene unfold. “I don't care what you think you are playing at, leave Allie out of it." She scoffed. My dad stepped forward, "you may be the Alpha now, but I won't hesitate to put you in your place." He threatened, his Lycan coming out now. King also pushed himself forward, “You can try," he said, “what you will not do under my watch, is pushing Allie into a mating ceremony for your selfish gain.” "For our selfish gain?” My mom laughed, "you mean for the benefit of the pack?”

“Please, let me try. If there’s even a chance I can save Elliot, why wouldn’t you let me?” Alpha Mason’s eyes narrowed, and he took a step closer. His presence was overwhelming. “Do you have any idea what kind of man the Lycan King is? He's ruthless. He doesn’t help people. He destroys them. If you go anywhere near him, he’ll kill you before you can even speak.” “I don’t care, Alpha. I’ll take that risk. I’ll do whatever it takes.” Alpha Mason stared at me for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Then he laughed—a cold, mocking sound that made my skin crawl.

I fought another whimper. “What’s your name?” It took a few tries for me to choke it out. Such a simple question and yet I stumbled over the answer multiple times, out of fear or something else I didn’t want to examine right now. “T─Becky . BeckyTaylor.” “Hm. Becky . I’m LorganKnight. Alpha of the Blackclaw pack.” He inclined his head, the ghost of a smile playing on his lips. “You might have heard of me.” “The Lycan King.” I spat resentfully, still floored by the fact that the legend himself was right here in front of me.

Was I sure I heard him right? “Really?” Xavier's voice came out calmly but dazed. But after a moment of silence, he added. “She's a slave but if you're serious, I'll gladly give her to you.” I felt my whole body go numb. Does that mean Xavier was giving me to the Lycan Prince? How can Xavier do this? Of all people, how dare he give me to the ruthless Prince? What have I done to deserve such a terrible punishment? The Lycan Prince retreats his steps and armed hands clutched to my body, pulling me up. I found my voice. “No, no, you can't do this!” I screamed but it was all in vain. I was dragged away.

He had publicly humiliated me, but now… now he seemed to realize the consequences of his actions. “You…” Alpha Sunny’s voice was low, almost a growl. “You—who are you to claim her?” “I am Sunny, the Lycan King,” my savior said simply, his gaze piercing the night. “And she is mine. Her bond is with me. No Alpha, no pack, not even destiny itself can undo it.” I felt my chest swell with a mixture of fear, awe, and something else—something I hadn’t allowed myself to feel in years: hope.