Council's Academy: The Lycan Brothers Gifted Mate Novels & Stories

With everything that happened, I’d forgotten about the council, but now, the pit in my stomach had grown wider. There was nothing more terrifying than the idea of standing in front of a bunch of old lycans and waiting for them to make a decision on your mating. “The council will not refuse. I have never heard of them ever saying no to a mated pair. They value the mating bond more than anything.” “There’s a first time for everything,” I mumbled and he frowned. “Relax, it was a joke.”

The Lycan's Secret Mate 7. Troubled Raquel. The Lycan King Liam sat at the head of the council table, his keen eyes scanning the room as the elders discussed important matters. His attention was briefly drawn to a commotion at the back of the room where a group of young omegas were laughing and joking around, but he quickly refocused his attention back to the matter at hand. One of the elders cleared his throat and addressed Liam. "Your Majesty, it has come to our attention that you have yet to take a mate. We have decided that it is time for you to mate and produce an heir for our pack. We have selected a mate for you."

HUNTER POV I couldn't wait to mark her and make her my Luna, knowing she would dominate once she became mine, but I was wrong. She didn't. Instead, she tightened up more, which confused me. I was supposed to see through her and be able to read all her thoughts, but she is different. I passed through the night, pondering how to get her to succumb to me. Morning came, and I called for a quick meeting with the council to announce to them about her.

“Don’t talk in my presence unless I permit you to or else, your life will be hell.” It didn’t take long for Riley to despise her, it took only a minute. “You already know who I am, don’t you?” Brenda asked and Riley nodded silently. “Good, but I’ll sound it again, I’m the Lycan king’s fiance, the next Luna of the Shadow pack and you must know that if I disapprove of you, you’re already finished here.” Brenda continued, “If you must know, since becoming the Lycan King, Lucas has had over three personal maids and each of them is nowhere to be found now. That should make you start thinking, there is a cause for that, right? There’s just a singular reason why and that’s me, just a wag of my fing

But Jake replied, seemingly dismissive, "I thought we were past this disagreement, Gabriel." Lowering my voice and addressing everyone, I spoke earnestly, "This isn't right, all of you. We're not werewolves who blindly follow whoever they deem unfit as a leader. We're lycans." "Lycans?" Jake repeated, bursting into laughter. He then suggested, "Maybe we need to convince Gabriel a bit more. Meeting adjourned." The others stood up from their seats, giving me pats on the shoulder as they departed. Now, it was just Jake and me—something I had often wished for. I wanted to bring Jake down, seize this golden opportunity, and end the threats, manipulations, and endangerment of the woman I loved. Ho

I shrugged, "Well, my sister brings me books to read and I kind of call him whenever I have questions so I am pretty confident in your culture now" Traian wanted to deliver some books about Shifters to my sister and pack it for me because I still didn't tell him my address for the past two years but I refused. I am afraid someone might have opened those books and read the contents. I don't want to risk anything. Instead, my sister brings the books she has to their house. That's what I read and I finally know about Traian being a Lycan. I still find it hard to believe that I am mated to a Lycan—a superior kind from Shifters. They are stronger, have lived longer than the others, and have a dis

“We’re going to stop them from ever hurting you or your mother again, little moon.” The gates were closed when we arrived. The walls were lined with Council loyalists. Archers with silver-tipped arrows aimed at our hearts. Elder Mara’s replacement stepped forward on the wall. Elder Vex. Older than dirt and twice as cold. “Halt!” he called, voice echoing off stone. “You cannot enter, Lycan King. The Council does not recognize your mate or your pup!” Darius didn’t even slow down. “Open the gates, Vex. Or we open them for you.”

My father's Lycan watches me with a mixture of pride and caution, while King Blake's Lycan stands as a sentinel, commanding respect and obedience. The air is thick with the scent of change and power, and I know that this night marks a turning point in my life. I am no longer just Caden; I am a Lycan, a warrior, a son of the alpha. And as I look up at the moon, I vow to prove myself worthy of this new identity, to embrace the challenges and triumphs that lie ahead. The hunt for my mate may be just beginning, but I am ready, stronger than ever, and determined to claim what is rightfully mine.

Around him, the High Council gathered: twelve elders, warriors, strategists, and nobles whose loyalty wavered between fear and power. “We cannot underestimate the Lycans,” Lord Cassian, the oldest strategist, spoke first, his voice echoing through the chamber. “They thrive on brute strength. Their packs are trained for war, and the triplets lead with ruthless efficiency. If they march, they will not march alone. The packs will rally to their call.” Another noble slammed his fist on the table. “Then let them march! Do they think they can intimidate the Vampire Kingdom? We’ve stood against hunters, witches, and even gods that sought to erase us. Why should a few overgrown mutts make us tremble

He was something far above that. A Lycan. And not just any Lycan. The Lycan King. A strange mixture of shock and disbelief flooded my thoughts. Dane, however, clearly hadn’t expected this reaction. His jaw tightened as he glanced at the uneasy council members. “You can’t be serious,” he said sharply. “You’re going to let that distract you from the real issue?” His voice sounded more strained than confident now. The council leader’s attention remained fixed on Luciano. “Are you claiming Camilla Lynch as your mate?” he asked carefully.