Claimed By The Lycan King: The Lykoudis Legacy Novels & Stories

He really was the Lycan King. The instructor turned toward us. "Can't you greet His Majesty?" We all immediately bowed. "Greetings, Lycan King!" The tension in my heart was probably no less than everyone else's. So... He truly was the Lycan King. My mate is the Lycan King? "I told you," Xevira said proudly. So... I am fated to the ruthless and bloody king who killed his own father just to claim the throne. "Those are baseless rumors," Xevira immediately defended him.

He’s been watching since the ceremony. I looked at Rowan. ‘I understand if you want me to leave before he arrives. Whatever political obligation his arrival creates for you. I don’t want you to leave, Rowan said. He is the Lycan King. If he arrives here and finds you have been —’ Harboring you. Something in his voice was almost amused. Harboring is an interesting word for offering a guest a bed and breakfast. I stopped arguing. Not because I had run out of arguments but because I could see that they were not going to work, and I had learned a long time ago not to spend energy on immovable things.

Most contemporary wolves rejected them as a fantasy. "It's just a story," I muttered, trying desperately to hang on to my reality. Kael turned his gaze back toward me. "No". They were really real." His cold conviction in his voice sent shivers down my spine. "How could you possibly know that?" His eyes shone a vivid, predatory gold. "Because my family served them," I turned cold. The Lycan King was not overstating. He was not talking in figurative language. "The Lunar Royals possessed powers that made ordinary Alphas look like pups," he went on, moving in closer. "Their blood was sacred. Blessed."

"I wouldn't advice that, any sudden jolt and this thing could go off. I'm a King not a nuclear bomb expert. I literally could care less whether I live or die and this men right here would gladly die for me. I guess once crazy, always crazy." "Supposing this is true, it'll be a very bold thing to do. What do you want?" Kal asked, shooing thr guards away from us. I laughed wildly looking around and I caught Luke and Bryce faces. They both looked terrified and I turned from the sight back to Kal. "Finally, we're on the same page. You are a fool, Kal Fang," I said. "I am the Lycan King, and I am more powerful than you can ever imagine. You'll need to ask your father about that. I've heard storie

“What?” Juan snarls. Ezekial holds his hand. “Let me finish.” He says. “Lycans are your future. We all know this and yet every time a Lycan is born, it has never made adulthood.” “Never?” Rosalie gasps. Ezekial shakes his head. “Too many are threatened by a Lycan to allow that to happen.” “Our pups will be different.” I state. “Yes, they will.” Ilsa says. “I have seen it. I have seen a new line. A new Royal Line.”

The Twin Kings: Caspian and Octavian Vance Prepare to Absorb the Blood Moon Territory. My hands started shaking. I picked up the magazine. The article detailed how the Royal Lycans were coming to collect an old blood debt from Alpha Blackwood. Nathan's father. The article called them the most ruthless executioners in the shifter world. It hit me then. Three weeks ago, in the alley behind the city bar. I had snuck off the territory to breathe, and I watched a man tear three armed rogues apart with his bare hands. I had thrown a glass bottle to distract the last rogue who was sneaking up behind him. He had spun around, grabbing me in the shadows. He breathed in my scent, his golden eyes lockin

I saw a family brought together to destroy. "He's the Lycan King. He has packs across the globe under his feet. How concrete do you think your plan is?" I raised a brow, suddenly agitated. "It's solid because people follow truth, and the truth is that Kaloyan's bastard brother exists. He made all of this possible." "A bastard won't change anything."

“Your Majesty, you are a guest here. A honoured one, but still a guest. Red Moon matters must be handled with care.” Caleb took one step forward, and the air changed. The lamps along the wall flickered. “I am also the Lycan King,” he said. “And I will say this once where every listening ear can carry it properly. If another wolf touches Alexander Grey, traps him, harms him, or uses rank to corner him, I will treat it as an attack on me.” A sharp breath passed through the wolves watching from nearby corners. Rowan’s face did not change, but Alexander saw his fingers tighten around the edge of his robe.

he said, "to the Russo estate. Home of the largest Lycan crime family on the East Coast. And I'm not just any Lycan, Vera. I'm the king of the underworld." Oh god. What had I just agreed to?

He replied, continuing to walk. “Is King Marcelo going to be gracing us with his presence this year?” Jason asked the king. “Well. We are not certain. He never responded to the letter,” the King replied. The Lycan King? Did they invite him? The cold-blooded killer was invited to the convention? I wondered, following behind. If at all the Lycan will be here, I made a note to make sure that I avoid them at all costs. They were ruthless and dominant.