Bought By The Ruthless Lycan King Novels & Stories

Her hands trailed my face, fascinated at it. " A lycan," I explained. " I am the lycan king, Larry" A gasp escaped her lips, her eyes white as she stared at me. " I didn't know... I didn't..." as though she had finally gotten her senses back, she shoved me aside. " Let me go!" Her hands peeled off mine as she tried to stand upright only for her knees to buckle to the ground, but I caught her before she could. " Let me" I implored. " Don't tell me you were going to kill yourself because of your sister and your fiancé?" I questioned.

That’s how tainted our relationship is, but we know we’re tainted, each and every one of us so we make it a point not to judge. We accept each other that way. Murderers, usurpers, manipulators, bullies. We are all of those and we are none of those. I make my way to the bedroom and pass the fields on my way back. The servant’s body is still there, now iced over but still there. A Lycan king must get his revenge unless his world suffers. In the same way, it’s almost impossible for a Lycan King to find love, so is it rare for a Lycan King to not exact revenge. We are Kings for a reason.

All I want is someone who could keep me. "Just keep me, Sebastian. I will do your tidings. I will be your slave. Just save me from the wicked claws of the Lycan king,", I pleaded again. "I can't do that without knowing why you don't want to go with him. You keep confusing me by every line you say," he snapped and I held his leg more tightly. "I was bought by the Lycan king who is known to be ruthless, and also keeps a pleasure squad of women for himself," I lamented.

The sound of my name in his voice—so low, so cold, so full of fury—cut deeper than any blade. “You picked the wrong day to crown yourself king.” That was all he said. But it was enough. Behind him, the crowd stirred. No longer frozen. No longer afraid. Their Alpha—no, their Lycan King—was back. And in that single moment, for the first time in a very, very long time… I felt it. I felt fear. The real kind. The kind you can’t shake. Because I knew exactly what Xavier was capable of. And I knew he wasn’t going to show mercy. Not this time.

All I wanted was to make sure that I was satisfied. As he walked towards me, I tried to recall his appearance and made a scenario of him, ramming his cock in and out of me with extreme savagery as I masturbated. The footsteps arrived before me, and before I knew it, I felt a strong pair of hands grab me, lifting me off the tiles. I looked up, and my blurry vision made out the face of the Lycan king. He took off his royal attire and wrapped it around my bare body, covering me from the peering eyes of everyone in the ball.

I attempted to explain because he might be thinking I had done something wrong against him. “I know you don't do anything wrong. I don't like it whenever they are trying to steal you away from me. Ashianna, you're mine.” King Edward sounded possessive but I couldn't understand whom he mentioned. Nobody dared to steal me from him because he was the Lycan King.

Pinned to the wood above him by a red thread was a fresh note. Caleb took it down and read it. His face went still. Alexander pushed himself upright. “What does it say?” Caleb handed him the note. Written in dark red letters were the words: The first debt is broken. The second debt belongs to the Lycan King now.

I nearly shouted. His face twisted with annoyance. "The Lycan King showed up out of nowhere. He said he would pay one million dollars for her but then he left without paying. He even smashed a vase over my head. If he was not the Lycan King I would have dealt with him myself." My blood went cold. The Lycan King? What was he doing in our territory? And why had he taken Maya? "She really was a beautiful one though. I would have made a fortune off her" the announcer muttered while rubbing the bump on his head.

His skill in battle helped him become well-known, and at the mercy of the Moon Goddess, he became the respected leader to protect the rights and freedoms of his people after the long ordeals and battles. His journey to becoming the formidable lycan king he was today was marked by transformation and trials. Once a young and impulsive warrior seeking glory in battle, his path shifted when he encountered a wise and influential lycan elder who recognized his potential. Guided by his mentor, he began to develop the qualities of leadership and diplomacy, ultimately earning a place as a trusted advisor to the king.

Damon shot another look at Laura’s dead body, her neck slit open with blood still wet and warm on the ground. “Enjoyed the show, son?” – Alpha Draco suddenly approached the Lycan king standing at the side He looked up at Alpha Draco’s smirking face. This man isn’t normal… there was no hint of remorse in his eyes. Whatever he did to the poor woman, he did it without conscience. “Don’t call me that.” – he said and walked away to get Norton’s jacket. Norton gave it to him without any objection. Then, the king approached the dead and covered her with the jacket. It didn’t cover everything on her body, only the higher areas. Where the wound was.