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

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.

When she finished, she kept his hand in hers and gave him a timid but loving smile, swiping her thumbs over his knuckles. “I see him in you. You’re the spitting image of your father. Markus was my son.” The old lady said in a tight voice. “Come, there is much that we need to discuss if you are to take back your father’s title.” Xander made to follow her but stopped. I looked at him, puzzled. “And what exactly was my father’s title?” The lady’s kind eyes became smaller as a smile spread across her face. “Lycan King, of course.”

she answered and I felt a little bit stressed knowing Alaric would be back sooner or later. "So why are you here, a lycan being a maid. No offense though" "None taken" she sharply replied before heaving out a deep sigh. "you see, it is kinda complicated but I'll break it down for you, my father was a loyal servant to the king, his highness' father and he made a promise to the king that his future child, "a son" would continue to serve his first child" she said as she air cloned the "son" part.

This was too much and they weren't considering how I was handling it. 'Maybe it's because you always block out your emotions' 'How are you taking all this?' 'It nice to finally put a name to my powers now I know what we are' 'What are we?' 'Lycans' True the late werewolf king Alejandro was the last Lycan with tremendous powers that made him the Alpha King. I still can't believe My father was the king and my mother a queen. "Mel? Are you alright?" I blinked before staring at Lydia, her olive green eyes gazed worriedly at me.

“You will marry him if you don’t want us to see you get killed in front of you.” A shiver ran down my spine. They might not be the best parents, but I still loved them. “Dad! Why are you blackmailing me like this? I am your daughter! How could you send me off to that ruthless man?” The Lycan King was known as BEAST KING, giving shivers to the people of his kingdom. "You don't understand or you refuse to understand?" Dad asked. "His Highness will kill us if you refuse.” “Why would he kill us? What did you do in the past that he will kill us if you will be stubborn?”

“I want to thank everyone for attending today. Some of you are happy to see us together, others- not so much.” Aleric’s eyes are on me, and I put on a sad expression as my eyes shift to my family. “I know that my father is the Lycan King, that my mother is the Blessed Wolf. Those who have never been wrong before, do you think that their judgment would be lacking?” I ask clearly. Aleric frowns, his hand tightening on my waist. I look at him, giving him a wink. He relaxes a little, but I can see his eyes flit to Sephora the cunt waffle. She nods slightly before she leaves the room swiftly.

He asked me, his eyes clearly spelling confusion. "Don't tell me you think that the Lycan king is my father," I said to him, "It should have been clear from the color of my hair that I wasn't his daughter." "Whoa! This is new to me," Darian said. "Uhm… So, you're saying your father has his own castle as well. Then, why have you been living in the Haelstrom kingdom?" "My father is a brother to the Lycan king and this is a forte he had been protecting for several years for the Haelstrom kingdom," I let him know. But I stopped when I remembered that he was still standing before me.

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.”

They mostly cherish and care for their mates because if they lose them, they would forever be broken, but in reverse was the case in my situation; my mate wanted me dead, probably why he made me the royal food taster knowing how dangerous the job was. Sighing, I pulled myself up and was about to move when there was a sudden knock on the door. Knowing my bedmate, she wouldn’t knock before entering, so I was certain that she wasn’t the one. Lifting my brows and pushing up my lips, I masked my pains and presented a polite face as I opened the door. “Yes?” “The king requires your presence in his chamber,” delivered the lycan guard wolf who was standing before me. I could tell his identity from h

It was messing with his senses, and mine as well. “Please, don’t punish my family for my insistence to wed you. My sister is so precious to me and I admit, the rumors going on about you swayed my father’s decision and caused me to offer myself willingly. It wasn’t a switch or an act of deceit. My father saw it as uttermost devotion to you, his daughter who eagerly accepted the Lycan King as hers.”