Novel & Cerita Chosen By The Lycan King

“Can I ask you a question Killian, why did you pick me that day on the marking ceremony, there was others that you could have picked, but you chose me, why is that?” “Don't you get it, because you were the better pick to make my brother more angry or do you think that I haven't seen the way he loom at you, I became the Lycan king because that is what he has wanted all his life and I toon the woman of his dream while he fled like the coward that he is” “What!” “Yes, I will take everything away from him as long as it made him furious to the bone, you will belong to me and me along, he will stare at you with lust but you will never be his because you are mine and that us forever.”

He’s such a nice asshole no wonder Mom and Dad didn’t choose him to be the Lycan king. I was crowned the Lycan king and Jacob the Alpha because I am tough, brave, and more confident than Jacob will ever be and it makes much more sense for me to be the Lycan king because I’m two minutes older than Jacob and I have those amazing qualities that Jacob doesn’t. If he was slightly as tough as me, his stupid pack could have been able to handle battles like I handle the whole town with just a single glare.

I swallowed, realizing that Devin had been in contact with Amy far longer than I thought. By the moon, when would it end? "I was worried when I heard him talking on the phone about the Choosing; he sounded nervous, but he said it was nothing, and then we went to have that press conference..." I frowned. "The Choosing? Are you sure that's what you heard?" She nodded. "Is it familiar to you?" A little too familiar. "Yes, and it's not something that Devin would have had to deal with. The Choosing is when a lycan king is required to take a wife and queen by majority vote, and each clan can put forth a candidate."

Dominic answered. Our shock grew at those words. The Choosing Night was the annual party the Lycan King holds to choose his mate. Most werewolves would have their mates once they have become an adult, but the king? He’s over a hundred-years-old, and he has yet to have found his mate. And so, this party was held, to gather all the strongest she wolves of every pack that year to live in his castle as a part of his harem, for him to find his fated mate amongst them. However…

I laughed, "What King?" On hearing my voice her eyes raised to mine. "The Lycan king of course." She replied. "I didn't realise that there were two Lycan Kings. Beta Cenat." I smiled. "In case you don't know, this is the supreme ruler of the entire Lycanthropy, Lycan King Adrian Grey." Cenat said. Her eyes went white in fear, "Forgive me your highness." I grabbed her by the shirt, "I don't mind torturing girls, I can take your life now and no one would question me."

The pressure died immediately. Lucas' eyes lifted with surprise. "You are still standing," he said. I forced myself to grin despite the pain threatening to tear my body apart. "Yeah," I rasped. "Looks like your little king trick wasn't all that impressive after all." He fell silent for a moment. His eyes danced with something dangerous. Something calculating and decisive. Then a slow, wicked smile spread across his face. "The Chosen Lycan blood truly runs through her," he announced to the crowd. "With her, we will take this world under our reign once more."

I hadn't settled down when I heard a loud baritone voice, unmistakably the King’s. “Kayla… I heard but I couldn't make out the rest of the words he said another voice came through clashing with his. Curiosity and dread spurred me forward. I crept closer to the balcony, my breath coming in short, uneven bursts. Peeking around the edge, I saw the Lycan King and Josh engaged in a heated conversation. They didn’t notice me as I inched closer, my heart pounding in my ears. “I don’t understand why you’re so different about her,” Josh was saying, his voice tinged with frustration. “You’ve been with many women, but this one? You act like she’s something special.”

But the man pushed me away after his whole body froze. My heart plummeted. The eyes staring down at me weren’t Elias’s warm brown ones. They were blue, cold as ice, and held no recognition or love. My arms dropped to my sides, the elation of moments ago replaced by anguish and dread. Before I could do anything, another man’s firm grip pulled me back. Jasper, finally recovering from his shock, stepped forward with anger and disbelief. “Who do you think you are?” he demanded. “I am the Lycan King,” the blue-eyed man said, his voice dripping with authority and menace. “And you will show respect.”

“We are not saying she is… What we mean is that they are rules to follow when picking your partner, Lycan King. And you have stayed too long without a partner.” Janine cleared her throat, speaking before Alpha Dale had the chance to. “The Lycan King has a partner. A mate, chosen for him by the moon goddess herself. ”The woman’s eyes turned to me, and she spoke through gritted teeth. “The Lycan King’s mate is whom the council chooses for him. It is tradition; we all know this. A nameless girl with no background cannot and will not be allowed to be our Luna. It has never been done!

“You see, Luther, the Lycans have been the absolute hands of order in our lands. They have ruled all these years, and it is not a lie that they have been making sure that nothing happens. But of all the Lycan rulers, there has only been one queen.” I was not getting the point, my father was looking at me. He knew that I was not getting what he was throwing. He continued, “The Lycan Kings are chosen once they are born, they emit high and powerful abilities. But you see the Lycan Queen has to be a pure Lycan and best of all they are rare.” “Rare?” I was even more puzzled, I didn't get where he was going with all this. “Isn't she of his blood? How can a queen be rare?”