Novel & Cerita Cooper Lycan

Unlike a traditional werewolf who can only transform unwillingly under the full moon, the Lycan has complete control over their transformation at any given time. When a female Lycan gives birth, most of her pups will be boys. The adult males discovered that finding a mate with other wolves is difficult. There are just not enough females to go around and many of the males detect a match in a human. Each male Lycan is destined to have at least one mate; a soulmate who was deemed worthy for them by the Gods of War. The same is said for the female Lycans except, it is the Triple Moon Goddesses who choose the male deemed worthy. As the term applies, these mates are bonded by soul and fate will al

she thought and turned. She fell on the bed and looked at the title of the book. She remember, Eric had given it to her on her birthday but she did not read it yet. The title states: The Legend of Lycans “Whoa, Eric brought me the book about the werewolves,” she said excitedly and opened the book. “I am a crazy girl, minutes a go I had a nightmare about a wolf and even the wolf is howling outside and I am reading something like that as well,” she thought.

"Do not intervene, Roy. I will teach some manners to this slut. She'll learn not to run from her man next time. Another slap on her face, and she went limp on the fucking rogue hold. Cobalt couldn't take this any longer and pounced on Gunner. We rolled on the floor, fighting, but he was no match for me. Gunner's eyes popped out when he saw me. "The Lycan King!" He said with a mouthful of blood. My claws were already digging inside his chest. "You touched what's mine!" Cobalt said as he tore his heart out. I shifted to my human form and saw Dane changing back to his human form as well. Our warriors had come and were chasing after the rogues.

I braced myself, waiting for the micro-expression of disgust, the subtle shift in his weight that would signal a challenge. Instead, Cooper reached out and placed a large, heavy hand on Penelope’s shoulder. His fingers tightened in a protective, grounding grip. Then, his cold, severe face softened. A genuine, easy smile broke across his features as he looked down at her. "I, Cooper, eldest son of the Lycan King, have a statement for the public," he said, taking the microphone. His tone was casual, yet it carried a weight that made every Alpha in the room drop their gaze. "I hereby relinquish all my personal rights to the Rogue Pack inheritance."

Annoyed that he’s being such a clutz. “Sorry, I’m Cooper. Liberty’s elder brother and Alpha heir to the Howling Moon pack. Nice to finally meet you. Liberty thinks highly of you.” he redeems himself as he sticks out his hand for Morgan to shake. Morgan gives him a sly grin that makes shivers go down my back. Besides me I feel Cooper tense. What’s going on here? I need to remember to ask him on our way back. “Now what brought you two to my humble business in these troubling times?” Morgan asks as she pours three cups of coffee.

His presence commanded obedience and respect as he walked through the room. This could only be the Lycan. I couldn’t breathe as I watched him walk over to my uncle. Like everyone else, Uncle Aaron was caught up in the magnetic presence of the lycan. Fiona and her mate's match had all been forgotten by everyone. I glanced over at her. Fiona’s eyes burned with fury, and I watched as she threw her drink to the floor. I couldn’t help but smile a little, but as I looked back to my uncle and the lycan, I saw the Lycan’s eyes on me. My breath caught in my throat as our eyes met, but he quickly looked back to my uncle.

"For now, there is one more thing that I need to reveal." "What is it?" Leah asked curiously. "When we were rescuing the twins, something weird happened." I began bracing myself. "They managed to combine and make one giant lycan that was a power house." "What?" Everyone collectively gasped as I looked around the room. "That’s right." I said. "It seems that we may have a whole new hybrid of lycan on our hands."

"There was one flaw. Just one. The Moon Goddess didn't bless Min Kung with a mate. A soul mate fit for a faithful son was the one gift he was waiting for. The most sacred of all. He didn't show his disappointment. He kept his duty to all of us. We all knew he was lonely. We can see it in his eyes." "What happened?" Intrigued, MJ propped her chin on her palm. Listening intently. "Our king has two beasts. His wolf and his Lycan. Not all of us had seen the latter for he was only let out only when necessary. Like in countless battles. They say his Lycan was the scariest to set your eyes upon on. His eyes always flaring in rage. Like the devil's. His fangs were as sharp and as deadly as the Exca

Excitement flashed through his eyes like a maniac who had finally received the gold he was chasing for so long. Cooper's dad, the current ruling Alpha of the pack of West, the Drevine Pack, had a bad relationship with Copper. He looked down upon his son's capabilities because Cooper always lived a flamboyant life, running away from responsibilities. So he had declared he would make his younger sister Lydia the future Alpha of the pack.