Chosen By The Lycan King Novels & Stories

I asked and faced the elder, emphasizing my words. “Why are you the one to be chosen if you are also single?” I questioned, and the bold man spoke again. “He is single, but it has to be after two years, and if he is still single, he will also be dethroned!” The man said, and I saw how stupid the logic was. “Okay, that makes sense!” I said, and Reed immediately interrupted. “And I already have a woman who catches my eye, brother. With me as the Lycan king, she will be my queen!” he said, and I turned to him.

“They always chose him as king instead of giving me a chance to prove how better I was of him.” “How is that supposed to be my business?” I whispered to myself again, the words barely leaving my lips before I forced the thought away. There was no point letting him see what was going on inside my head. So instead, I kept quiet and continued listening. But one word he had said kept ringing over and over again in my mind. Theoreon was cursed… and yet the people still chose him as their king. Why? The lycans valued strength even more than wolves did. Their entire hierarchy was built upon it. Power decided everything. Dominance decided everything.

No one spoke. Kai tried to pull away but Darius's grip was too strong. "Your Majesty, please think about this. People will talk. They will say the great Lycan King claimed a male freak who can bear children. You will lose respect." Darius gave a short, dangerous laugh. "Let them talk. I will remove the tongue of anyone who speaks against my mate. The moon has chosen. I will not refuse her gift." Marcus stepped forward again, eyes shining with hope. "Does this mean our pack has earned your favor, Your Majesty? We brought him to you."

One of the elders, James, adjusted his robe as he stood up, “Alpha, about the banquet that's coming up tomorrow, we heard you've invited the Lycan king. Don't you think that's dangerous?” Kaiden raised his brows, “What do you mean?” James swallowed and said, “Alpha, you must have heard some rumors about the Lycan king, Lord Duncan. People say he's extremely dangerous, and he has the looks of a demon. They say he kills in seconds, and he's extremely skilled while fighting. His name alone instills fear in the heart of people. Do you want to invite such kind of a person to the banquet? What if everyone gets frightened to death!” his voice was laced with fear as he stared at Kaiden.

My mother looked at my father in disbelief. "It is truly the only way to save our family from exile. We don't have a choice." My father said, his voice ringing with finality. **** "Do you Keira Vale take Callum Wolfe as your mate and Alpha. Do you accept to be his Luna and lead this pack alongside him?" The eldest member of the council, who was officiating the ceremony asked. "I do." I replied as my heart beat loudly in my chest. I could feel his eyes on me. The Lycan King's stare bore into me from his place on the wheelchair but I didn't dare look at him.

Whatever waited beyond the southern borders, whatever new challenge eventually arrived to test everything we'd built together, I understood, standing there in the warm glow of a hard-won peace, that we'd face it exactly the way we'd faced everything since that very first night. Chosen. Together. However many times, however many crises, however many old grievances and ancient threats and scattered bloodlines still waited beyond the borders we understood. I hadn't broken, that first night in the Great Hall. I'd found, instead, exactly the life worth building — one choice, renewed daily, at a time. END OF BOOK ONE (The Lycan King's story continues in Book Two: Kingdom of the Southern Fires)

And when it moved, the ground shook in time with it, like the earth itself recognized its king. It didn’t look at me. It didn’t look at Kade. It looked at Darius. _Lycan King,_ it said, and the name hit the air like a physical blow. _Give me the girl._ Darius didn’t flinch. “You’ll never touch her.” _Not yet,_ the voice purred. _But the blood will decide. The seal you broke here woke me. The blood you spilled fed me. And your daughter’s blood… sings to me._

Then a giant black wolf stepped out from between the trees. Aurora froze. The creature was enormous. Its body was nearly twice the size of an ordinary Alpha. Its fur was jet black, with a faint golde sheen at the tip of its tail. But it was its eyes that terrified Aurora the most. Golden. Cold. Powerful. The rogues immediately took several steps backward. “T-that’s...” “Impossible.” “A-a Lycan.” The largest rogue swallowed hard. “That’s the Lycan King.” Aurora’s breath caught. ‘The Lycan King? Weren’t the Lycans supposed to live far to the north? Then why is their king here?’ Her mind raced with questions.

"It's a pack where Rozen belongs. His father is the current King of the Lycan and he is the legitimate heir. However, his half-brother proclaimed himself to be the king of the lycans, declaring war to each pack if they will not give them support. Since the war decades ago, we believe that he's been turning humans into wolves to build an army." "You mean, there will be a war again?" I covered my mouth in shock. "Then, we are not safe. Where should we go---" "Klay, I hate to say this, but wherever you go. The illegitimate lycan king will follow you to get even with Rozen." She held my hand. "You are Rozen's mate and you are his weakness." "But, I rejected Rozen!" I said. "This shouldn't have h

I looked at the ring, then at him. "Aria Nightshade," he said. "Will you marry me? Not simply as the Lycan King asking his mate to complete a bond, though I want that too, more than I can properly express. I am asking you as Rowan, the person who found you on a dark road and has loved you more completely with every month since, whether you will choose to build the rest of your life alongside me." I looked at the ring, at his face, at six months of steady patient love that had asked nothing of me I was not ready to give and had waited, without complaint, for exactly this moment to arrive naturally.