Romans & histoires Bridget Marie The Lycan King's Mate

It takes a minute for Daria to realize Marcus is the Lycan king’s given name. “The King. He told me yesterday to call him by his name. We are mates.” Ariana speaks with such resolution, leaving her mother in utter shock. Ariana didn’t tell her they were mates. She thought her daughter had spent the night with the Lycan king because of a dream she had had since childhood. Ariana always wished to see him and when she finally had the chance, of course, she had to take advantage of it, but mates? Daria expected anything but this.

Evie grabs Mia and our go bags. “Carson, I give you my mate and my child, you are to keep them alive,” I order. “Adam, wait,” Evie screams. “I love you.” “I love you too,”’ I tell her, running toward the danger. It’s Lycans, hundreds of them. Surrounding my house. “What do you want?” I ask. “A queen who understands that Lycans are superior and not to be pushed aside,” His name is Brutus and his is the Lycan of Lord George.

He took the empty stool beside me. For some reason, talking to him felt easy. Natural. We exchanged jokes. Traded sarcastic remarks. And for the first time all night, I found myself genuinely smiling. The stranger eventually lifted his glass. "Darius." I blinked. "Darius?" "Darius Draven." The name hit me immediately. My eyes widened. Everyone knew that name. The Lycan King. The most powerful Lycan alive. Darius seemed to notice my surprise. "That look never gets old."

I answered, the words catching in my throat like they always did around her. She smiled at that. A slow, pleased smile. “That’s right. Today, the Lycan King is choosing his bride. After six agonizing months of mourning that mysterious bride of his that no one ever saw,” she continued, eyes shining. “And I am going to be his bride.” “Yes,” I said, forcing my lips into a small smile even though my chest tightened. Her gaze snapped to mine, and before I could react, her hands crashed against my cheeks, sending my glasses flying to the ground.

He smiled darkly as he stared at the king. “And I can do whatsoever I please with her, whenever I please-“ I felt goosebumps on my skin as his eyes moved to me. “I see no reason why our esteemed beta should interfere so greatly in my affairs.” My brows drew weakly as my gaze shifted from lord Brogan to lord Vargen. His hazel eyes were do dark, despite how calmly he stood next to me. “He is not wrong.” I lost my train of thought at King Rykens voice. I stared at him in disbelief, my eyes burning from the pain as King Ryken lifted an uninterested brow, his eyes bored as he stated between the two lycans.

he said and one guard shuddered, tracing the long scar that marred his face. “Lucian your father Antonio Maxwell Orszak is the King of the Lycan Kingdom and your mother Giselle Kamryn Orszak, my sister is not only the Queen to the Lycan throne but also the Crown Princess of the Elven Kingdom.” With a sigh, Dimitri got up and went to stand near Lucian facing the outside world through the large window on the other side of the living room. "Lucian... I don't know how to say this to you," Dimitri drawled. "Your father has arranged your mating with his beta's daughter and he will never accept Alexa," he grimaced.

"We all thought he would be alone forever." "Adrian?" Since when was he referred to as 'his Highness'? The only one who was referred to as that was- "No. The Lycan King," My breath left me. The tears stung my eyes before I could even say a word. "His Royal Highness- Lycan King having his mating ceremony today. Purple Sun City is bubbling with joy. I hear his bride is a woman who has stuck by his side from childhood."

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} Luca Marino Every fucking thing I did were necessary evils. As a Lycan King and mafia lord, I was used to that principle. Over the years, that exact mantra led me to the top. Drunk Serena had accused that I was mean. But, she didn’t know of my world just yet. This is why I had come up with a deal to keep her around. Since she was my mate, I had to keep her around to be complete. Oh, so holy.

We both wanted a family, and now our dreams were coming true. Thank you once again for finishing this story. Remember this is part of a series. You can read both books separately or in order. That is up to you. The first book is called The Lycan King's Scarred Mate, and if you haven't read it, please do go enjoy it!

I needed to get out of the tent, away from her scent, away from the terrifying relief her presence brought me. It worked. The poison is quiet. My mind is sharp. I can command again. And she is the reason. That is the only truth that matters, and the only truth I must kill. I am the Lycan King. I lead this war alone. I survive this wound alone. I cannot allow the Mate Bond to become the antidote, because the antidote is the prophecy. I will find a true cure. I will find a way to cut this dependency out of my chest, just like I plan to cut out the silver. I need to get as far away from her as possible before the sweet numbness turns into a craving.