Dump The Alpha, Claim The Lycan King Novels & Stories

For the pain inflicted upon me has become the fuel that will ignite my transformation, propelling me toward a future where my strength will be my guiding light. POV: LIAM Reluctantly, I found myself compelled to attend the gathering, as it was my solemn duty as the Lycan King. The Dawn Rise pack, while not boasting superior strength or wealth, managed to thrive and survive through the strength of their alliances. Despite the Alpha and Luna's lack of intellectual acumen, their dedication and earnest efforts as leaders were admirable. As the celebratory event commenced, an announcement reverberated through the air, revealing the decision to pass on the mantle of Alpha to their son, Dylan. It w

Samuel said, placing a kiss on my forehead, "I would do anything." News alerts started popping up one after another: 【Lilith Arrested for Fraud and Assault by Poisoning】 【North Shore and Black Forest Pack Corporation Stocks Plummet, Council of Elders Calls Emergency Meeting】 I let out a long, slow breath. The weight of being falsely accused had been crushing me, and now, it was finally gone. "There's one more thing," Samuel said, opening another document. It was an official decree he had issued as Alpha King. 【For gross negligence, enabling abuse, and bringing dishonor to his pack, Dylan is hereby stripped of his Alpha status and all associated duties.】

Grabbing her hips, I violently pushed her away from me at the very last second, releasing myself all over the mattress, pulling back hard so that every drop of my sperm spilled out onto the sheets instead of inside her. Before I could even catch my breath, a blistering slap cracked across my cheek. The force of it burned like acid for a split second, until my inner wolf kicked in and healed the tissue. There was one massive secret these witches didn't know: I am an Alpha. The daily dose of wolfsbane they were sneakily feeding me with was going to take a hell of a lot longer to truly weaken a wolf of my rank. But right now, my survival depended on me pretending to be completely broken and fra

The extremely heavy and bright colors of her makeup gave the elderly woman a buffoonish appearance. Madam Barbara turned to us and said, "Oh my, oh my, the Alpha King has arrived! I didn't think he would come today, but this is my lucky day!" The other ladies in the room cheered at the news, some of them pursed their lips in anticipation, while my countenance changed to one of horror and a muttered curse. "Shit," I swore under my breath. What the hell is that dude doing here? I never see that man. Being a pureblooded Lycan and the leader of the royal pack known as Moonstone Pack—the pack of Lycans—the Alpha King was regarded as the strongest man in our world.

This was a better way to settle it, and I squared up to my opponent with pride before we both unsheathed our massive claws. I put thoughts of Amy to the back of my head and concentrated on winning. “Suits me,” the Alpha King said, stepping over the corpse between us. “One more or ten more will make no difference.” “Murderer!” someone cried. And I saw to my astonishment that Chrissy was running at full speed towards the half-shifted Lycan.

Alessia said walking up to a lycan after dropping her sword to the fate of the bloody ground. “Even now Alessia, you know the laws. You are fully aware how this works. DEFEAT THE ALPHA AND YOU BECOME THE ALPHA, DEFEAT THE KING AND THEN YOU’LL BECOME THE KING.” the lycan replied walking to meet Alessia. “Anyways you know that I can’t even stop this, even if I wanted to. I may be their alpha and they take orders from me but Cassius is my alpha and I take orders from him.” he added charging straight for Alessia with full claws.

"Tell me who that rogue is. Or I'll drag you to the pack square and strip your Luna title in front of every wolf in the alliance." Blood seeped from the corner of my mouth. Every notch the dominance climbed, another rib sent a warning. I spoke word by word. "That rogue… is Alaric Blackwood. Your Alpha King. While you were chasing Vivienne, I took a vampire's claws for him." Cain didn't believe me. The pressure increased. I heard the sound of my own rib snapping. Then the tent flap was thrown open. Alaric stood in the entrance. Full armor. The Alpha King's crest gleaming on his breastplate. The moment he stepped inside, his presence crashed down like an avalanche, grinding Cain's dominance to

I felt my wolf surge hard against my control, old fury and fierce protectiveness tangling together into something I no longer had any interest in suppressing. "Then withdraw," I said. The chamber went utterly silent. "Your Majesty?" Malachar's composure flickered, genuine surprise breaking briefly through his careful mask. "I said withdraw." I let my voice carry the full weight of authority I'd spent ten years building, cold and absolute. "Any Alpha in this chamber unwilling to stand behind their King's own choice of mate is welcome to withdraw their support entirely, effective immediately. I won't hold it against you publicly, and I won't punish your packs for your Alpha's decision. But und

“Like… a real king?” His silver eyes glowed and they looked sad and angry at the same time. “The last Lycan King,” he said. “I remember my family. My pack. And the night Selene cursed me.” His voice dropped lower, rougher. “She didn’t just take my crown. She took me. She wanted to erase me like I never existed.” “That’s horrible,” I whispered, holding on to my pendant. It was so hot it almost burned me. I wondered why it always burned me for a second.

But now, he was acting like a saint. “Alpha," one of my warriors called through the mindlink, the urgency in his voice jerking me out of my thoughts and back to the present. “What is it?" I snapped. “The Lycan King is around." He announced and my face scrunched up in confusion, as I pulled myself up from the desk. “What? Why?” I asked, already moving towards the door and Derek followed behind knowing better than to ask any questions. “Where's he right now?"