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

Cressida shrieked, covering her ears, while the surrounding lords winced in horror. I leaned down, my face inches from Alaric’s tear-stained eyes, my grip on the sword hilt unyielding. "You broke your fated vow the moment you placed your blade against my throat," I whispered, my silver eyes burning with an icy, unholy light. "You are not an Alpha, Alaric. You are a parasite who thought he could buy power with my blood." I twisted the blade slightly, making him howl in agony, before pulling it free in one smooth motion. I wiped the blood off the steel using the silk sash of his future Alpha uniform.

I frowned. She gathered herself. “You saw Alpha Andrew at the wolf pack gathering, I think it was love at first sight. You went home and begged Alpha Alexander until he agreed to help. Your father then went and petitioned the Lycan King personally.” She paused. “The King ordered the marriage. If Andrew divorces you, he's going against the Lycan King's direct orders.” I continue to stare at my gorgeous reflection. So the previous version of me had seen a man at a gathering, decided she wanted him, dragged her father into it, escalated all the way to the Lycan King's throne, and locked herself into a royal-sanctioned marriage with someone who couldn't stand the sight of her.

The fury inside me settled into a cold, dark promise. "You think you have won, Vivian?" I whispered, my eyes burning with a dangerous red light in the shadows. "You think those Lycan princes can protect you from me forever?" She knew my army, yes. But she had forgotten one important thing. I was still her first Alpha, and I knew how to hunt. If she wanted a real war of minds, I would give her one. I would mobilize every single male in the Voss alliance. I would burn the entire western forest to ash if I had to.

He made sure I ate, that I rested, that no one approached with ill intent. And of course, the rumors didn’t take long to surface. “They say the Alpha is in love with her,” I overheard one afternoon between two cooks. “That he cares for her pups as if they were his own.” I walked away before I heard more. I couldn’t allow myself to think about that. Not now, not after everything that had happened. I wasn’t ready to give my heart to anyone. Besides, I highly doubted that a Lycan King would be interested in a woman carrying another man’s children who had been rejected twice.

I sighed, sitting back down. Beside me, Ashton was still stiff, and he seemed to be miles away. Whatever was going through his mind looked to be painful, and I couldn’t help but feel upset that I couldn’t read his thoughts and share his pain with him. The mate bond struck again, and it left me feeling very hollow. "Who is this Brailyn you speak of?" Q asked, turning his face towards me. "She's the daughter of the late Lycan king Nigel." Asher responded for me. "After the war between our current alpha and him, she disappeared entirely to avoid persacution for helping him."

“Witches are joining you in the war against the Mystic Moon?” “The war has been detrimental to all parties involved,” Patrick pondered. “You are like a weed that needs to be eliminated to restore balance!” “Balance?” The Alpha's eyes darkened, his size began to triple, his bones cracked as he stretched his body, and the strength emanating from his scent became terrifying. All the wolves were prepared to attack. “You will pay for your betrayals.” The voice of the Lycan King sounded distorted, revealing that the words came from his inner beast. “It's time to hunt!”

"And you are going to accept my rejection and forget about me, we can never be together! I am an Alpha King, I do not need a mate like you." I cried more as his words rolled off his tongue, "Stop your crying, it is fucking irritating!" He said and I sobbed. "You are going to leave after the rejection and never set foot within my territory again, mutt!" He warned, "Is that clear?" I nodded at him and watched him do what I feared the most. "I, Lycus Dardanos." He began, "Alpha King of the werewolf community, the next in command after the wolf's council and the Alpha of Blackmoon pack reject you Nyx E…"

“Not the female. So which beast are you? The one who feeds on humans on the news? Or the other one who turned my stepdaughter?” She studies me for a second. “The bastard who changed her. I would recognise you anywhere. It’s the eyes. Where are you going, beast? To find another human to slaughter?” I look back over my shoulder and then to Kyra and shake my head. “You’re running? You can’t even stand by your own decisions. What kind of beast are you?” She was right. I was never the Alpha I thought I was. I slowly shift back. The humans tense up as they watch me, but I couldn’t speak to her as a Lycan.

“Are you an Omega now?” “I was supposed to be,” I hesitated. “But the Lycan King, who is the Alpha of this pack, found out that I was his third-chance mate.” “Third chance?” Father asked, his eyes lighting up. “I was shocked when I heard that. Safe to say he’s my second-chance mate too,” I sighed. “But he isn’t as accessible as Damon. You know—Lycan King vibes.” He pulled my cheeks, smiling. “Yeah, I get it, love. Don’t worry. I’m here now. Nothing evil will happen to you. I’ll be your protector, even if it means laying down my life.”

“I never would have given you up but you had to claim your birthright and have a better life away from William and I.” Guess fate had another plan because I landed back in their arms a few years later. "Why was there an order to kill you?" "I was different," She shrugged. "and that meant you were in danger too because you were my son." "But I'm not different." "You are." “What makes me different?” It didn’t make any sense, I was just the same as other alphas, my father included. “You are no ordinary werewolf, you come from a long line of lycans, you are a lycan and not just any ordinary Lycan, you are a king.”