Defying The Lycan King Novels & Stories

Growling with all his might, he stared at the white lycan, refusing to back down. Shockingly, she responded to his defiance by smirking. Without warning, she lunged forward, grabbing the king by the neck and forcing him to the ground before placing her foot on his back. It was clear that she was not trying to harm or kill him, but that she wanted him, and everyone present to know who the dominant lycan was.

Tyler grunted in pain, head cracking against the stone floor, and Valen pulled a fist back before pounding it into the beta’s face. Again, again, again Valen pounded into Tyler. There was no fight. It was a complete domination. Shrieks of horror came from the party, and I heard footsteps approach us. Gasps and screams echoed around the balcony as the guests saw the Lycan King brutalize Tyler. Blood splattered against the white marble, and Tyler made a horrid gurgling noise until Valen’s savage growls. No. This wasn’t Valen. This was Blaze! He must’ve taken control again seeing Tyler touch me! He’d gone into a frenzy, seeing his mate in the arms of another male. And nothing would stop him unt

I echoed in disbelief, earning a glare from him. “I thought you rejected her," I reminded him, just in case he had forgotten. "And who the hell are you to speak?" He asked, hatred boldly visible in his eyes, for me, but I couldn't care less. “Nita's second chance mate, and the Lycan King, of the greatest Crystal light pack," A voice replied, and we all turned to know who it was.

“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.

Blood drained from my face as I allowed his words to settle in. The Lycan King of the North?! Oh, this is definitely karma catching up with me.

Never bow to the beast we call King, the one responsible for my coven's massacre, burned my family into ash and called it justice. Yet here I was, being offered as meat to the monster that ruled us all. The throne stood mighty, looking like something carved out of darkness itself, and on it, dressed in black and gold, sat the king. Lucien Valemont. The Lycan King. Even from a distance, his presence was overwhelming, cold, and intense. His face was unreadable, chiseled like it had been sculpted. But it was his eyes that took me off balance. They were hard green. Sharp as a knife.

And it won't stop until there's a victor. The four alphas shifted and joined in the fight. Alpha Dominic pinned his eyes on the lycan king, wanting to fight him. The lycan king seemed to notice this and cracked his neck, then he shifted. Without wasting time, they lunged at each other. I watched in horror as the lycan king beat the life out of Alpha Dominic. But even with this, Dominic made sure to inflict deadly wounds on him. A few minutes later, one was bleeding from almost every part of his body, and the other was almost lifeless.

We overheard one of the alphas drunk kids at the party talking about how the lycan king is locked away, and that only the firstborn alphas and the alpha king have the maps to the location where he is locked away. Nobody at the party took the guy seriously, but you know what they say, a drunk man tells no lies. Many people say that the Lycan king is dead. There are many different stories about the Lycan King. Some of the stories say he was a good guy and others say he was this savage monster. It's so many different stories, so many wolves including myself who wasn't around durn the time of the lycan king think that he's only a legend and that most of the stories were made up to scare us as ki

Grace's voice resonated with authority as she confronted Giovanni, her tone laced with defiance, "You won't dare to do that!" Undeterred by her challenge, Giovanni met her gaze with unwavering confidence. His voice carried the weight of his position as he proclaimed, "I will and I can! I am the Lycan King of this pack, and no one else possesses the right to oppose me. Not even you, Grandmother."

The Lycan King groaned and looked down at me as his desire flashed in front of his eyes. “You are so hot, Your Majesty,” I murmured as my hands encircled him. The Lycan King growled low. “Your fingers will be the death of me,” he murmured while gritting his teeth as if he was stopping himself from pumping into my fingers. I bit my bottom lip as I continued pumping him. The Lycan King growled a brutal yell, and the next thing I knew, he pulled my hands away from his cock. Pouting, I said, “I am not yet done, Your Majesty.”