Claimed By My Ex's Lycan King Father Novels & Stories

“But-” “I don’t have time to argue with you Kiyan.” I then sighed deeply. I didn’t want to use the blame card, especially because Kiyan was just trying to do the right thing in the first place. But I had no other choice. “This is all your fault Kiyan. So, you’re going to suck it up and respect my decision. I’m going with King Nicholas, and you’re going to do what I asked. I appreciate you trying to look after me, but it’s just you and I left. I can’t lose you too.” His eyes, once angry and determined, now softened. “I-I just don’t want you to get hurt… he might say you’re his mate, but you’re still human and he’s lycan.”

He stepped closer instead, his eyes glowing like molten emeralds. “You and your kind deserve no mercy,” he said coldly. “You wolves have been a thorn in the flesh of every lycan. Today, that ends. You found our hideout and cost me two of my brothers. I know your name—and I know exactly what you are. And when I’m done with you, you’ll curse the day you became my mate.” His words froze the air in my lungs. “Take her away!” he commanded. Hands gripped my arms and dragged me backward, my heart hammering as I stared at him in disbelief.

I wanted to drag her into the backseat and claim her on the spot. We drove past. Turns out the only man who couldn't pay up his debt was her dad. But it was right after the man’s death that I discovered he was the father of the damsel who made my cock twitch, the one who had my wolf roaring inside me like he was about to get wild… It was too late to intervene. I watched them drag him out. I watched the sword fall. I didn’t stop it, my voice never mattered to Father. “To be a strong Lycan King, you have to be ruthless!” Father growled each time.

What did this mean for both kingdoms? “Helena, are you okay?” Oliver kneeled in front of me and took both my hands in his. I just stared at him. “I know this is a lot to take in, but use your words, please. I need you to tell me what you need.” His eyes filled with tears as I just stared at him. I had no idea what I needed. I had no idea where to go from here or what next! We had the results so the people would all believe that I was the true heir to my father’s throne. Wow! My father’s throne! I never thought I would be able to refer to anyone as my father, let alone a Lycan king!

"Don't overreact, Royce; Azure is harmless, and I know he won't hurt your mother or younger sister," Royce was still agitated. He grabbed Azure's shirt collar and yanked him up from his seated position. "You don't know how to respect. You are in our home, don't forget that. You are facing my father, who is the Lycan King of this pack. Why don't you call him by his title?”

Lucian's voice was filled with forced joy. I didn't just freeze at his words. I might as well have died right on the spot and woken up in hell. Father? As in Lucian's biological father. My brain completely short-circuited. The room started spinning in a whole new direction. Axel wasn't just the Lycan King. He was my ex-mate's actual father. “I…” Lucian stopped mid-sentence when his gaze finally met mine. His fake smile crumbled into a deeply confused frown. He stared at my face like he was seeing a ghost.

I could sense all the feeling as I stood in one spot, wondering when I would be told to go back home. "Your mother is the love of my life," the Lycan king informed his sons. "But, that does not mean, I cannot penetrate other women and spread my gospel. After all, I am the Lycan king, and no one can move faster than me. There is no one in this kingdom who can run faster than me."

Those dark witches killed and threw her body in the waterfalls for magical practice. I hunted the witches down with the help of my brother and we killed them mercilessly. I became a madman with grief and anger. The following years were a blur, I worked tirelessly, and didn't even see the world around me, I was my father's perfect strong Alpha male he always wanted. One day, my father came to my office, telling me that he wanted to be the Lycan king, that his time had come but I was against it. I managed to drive the idea out of his head for a short

She shot up and ran out of the room crying, having no choice but follow my command. It's for her own good. I can't have here hanging around in my room after I just found out my control over my lycan has dwindled. That never happened before, and I have no idea why. My name is Alaric Romanov Dmitri Graymore. I'm a Lycan, and I need a son to finally claim my throne. This is what my father wanted before he could pass down the title to me, as the Lycan King. I'd searched high and low for my mate, and when I found her, somehow I had this weird, nagging feeling telling me that this isn't right. I ignored it, and took her against her parents' will.

I'm a human, and I live among humans with my foster parents. My father is not a simple vampire; he's the King. You may think he has royal blood, but that's simply not true. He was not only just lucky to confront King Xavier the Second and stay alive, but he successfully killed him and legally stole the King's title from him. He officially became the ‘King Alexander the first'. On the other hand, my mother was a mighty Lycan-soldier. She spent most of her life fighting to protect the royal family from all kinds of danger.