Novel & Cerita Destined Love With The Lycan Prince

He wanted no one but him to establish any closeness with Xylia. He wanted to be dominant, obsessive and possessive while treating her like dirt. The lycan prince was well aware of this and so he would not allow it. He would continue to seize the opportunity to get his revenge. This was, after all, what he had come for. It was just his luck - he was yet to tell if it was good or bad - that he found his mate. Maybe it was bad luck because the lycan king was also a mate. Talk about the Moon Goddess being a creator of mystery and drama. Bringing two of them to share a mate! What a 'nice' plan!

____ “I see, you want me to chase you, hunh? He asked with a sick grin. What was wrong with Rowan? I stared at him disdainfully. How sick of him to think that I would be willing to share my space with him while he is mated to someone else. I tried my best to stay away from him since the day of Luna Claire's pronouncement. I had no interest in becoming anyone's side piece let alone my mate. The one the moon goddess had destined for me. Ava had perked up at the sight of her mate causing me to roll my eyes. Her desire for her mate was still as strong as ever even though I had lost interest in being with Rowan the moment he marked Lisa as his Luna. There was only one man who had my interest at t

Luke said with a deep thick voice and growled. Prince Roy Havert was the Lycan prince of the Blackpool Pack. The Blackpool Pack ruled over all other packs. Prince Roy was only coming for an important ceremony that has always taken place on every full moon. Roy seemed to be the cold type of guy because of his cool face but yet unpredictable and dangerous.

His quick and hard thrusts make my body weak with pleasure and he has to cover my mouth to hush my screams. “Aida…I love you!” He growls into my ear as he continues to thrust into me, claiming me as his. “I love you too!” I reply not caring in that moment that he isn’t destined for me, but perhaps I should claim him as mine all the same. I now know that I would fight off any female claiming to be his destined mate. It scared me, to love someone so much, who could again leave me. I don’t think I could ever recover if Lance left me.

She is not a girl who will fall for some handsome rich guy’s feet. Surely, his Mate has standards and this is what he wanted in his mate. This is the MATE he was searching for hundred’s of year's and this is where she was hiding all the while. He knew, his mate gonna be a hard nut and a little cranky. But he did see the spark in her eyes when their gaze met each other. He knew, she felt something in her heart for him... And she is attracted to him in one look but he is not sure... About it if she will accept him the way he is or not! After all, she is a human... And he is a Lycan King.

However, he knew he had to stick to him just to gain the possession of being a prince—The Alpha Title. Logan was doing great as an Alpha and he wished his mother was alive to see how far he had come and how much he had achieved in his life. Logan Odell hated the idea of love. The struggle his mother had gone through made him believe loving someone was a weakness. No one ever respected the fact that he was a prince when he was little. But everything changed the moment he became the Alpha of Mystic Shadows. His late father being the descendant of a long lineage of first Lycans to ever walked the face of the earth had no other heir to take his place aside Logan.

The sound of glass breaking echoed in the dining room after my mother threw a vase at a wall. Not only did she react very poorly to the news about Ana’s wolf, but also having a tough day with her illness. “Just when I was starting to have some sort of understanding of her, you tell me that she has no wolf!” She pulled at her hair. “My son, the Lycan King, has fallen in love with a defective wolf! How embarrassing and shameful” She paced on the side of the table before picking up another vase.

“That's him.’’ Regal mumbled to my hearing. I took the remaining steps down the stairs alone to join him. ‘‘Greetings, Alpha Crestwood.’’ ‘‘It's my pleasure. How are you holding up?’’ He pulled on a smile, one that was obvious he forced it. “That's not necessary. Let's get straight to it.’’ I answered squarely, keeping my gaze strictly down. “Hmmm.’’ He nodded. ‘‘What was the conclusion between you both?’’ I inquired. It was no question who our subject of discussion centered on. “Our conclusion, Alpha Thompson, is still yet unfavourable.’’ He paused, allowing me a chance to swallow the thick lump that formed in my throat. ‘‘The lycan wouldn't give up, he seems to have some other motive behin

“Scarlett.” I paused. Slowly, I turned back. King Alaric studied me with the careful gaze of someone weighing a political problem. “You should understand something,” he said. “This family does not break its promises.” His gaze flicked briefly toward Reed. “The engagement between House Donovan and House Solace will stand.” My chest tightened, but I only nodded once. “I understand, Your Majesty.” But the King wasn’t finished. “We are Lycans,” he continued. “Our customs differ from the smaller packs.”

Whatever I was about to do might kill her, and I didn’t want that. I looked at Rowan, and she spoke to me through the mindlink. “Just be yourself.” Her words gave me strength. I glanced at Alpha Farrell and saw hope in his eyes. He wanted me to win this. Then, my gaze fell back on the brown wolf charging toward me. Her fangs were bared, her eyes wild with rage. She lunged, aiming for my throat. I smiled coldly. The only throat that would be ripped out was hers, and her two Lycan lovers’. I had just figured out their secret through their mindlink. They had already claimed her as theirs. What a betrayal.