Dump The Alpha, Claim The Lycan King Novels & Stories

I began to read aloud: To Alpha Tormund of the Moonveil Pack, The King has received your message and deems your situation grave. Reinforcements are being deployed. Ten thousand Lycan warriors will arrive within six days of this letter. His Majesty himself will ride with them and stand beside you on the battlefield. Your enemy, Alpha Cyrus, is not to be underestimated. His army is vast, his cruelty unmatched. Yet, even he has a weakness. His mate. She is never far from him, bound by the blood oath they share. If you can capture her alive, we may use her as leverage to call off this war before it devours both our realms. If that fails, then know this, the Lycan army will not fall. Cyrus and ev

Whichever one it was, he was sure they had already won this war. “I dare your beloved white wolf to show herself," the Lycan King continued, scanning the soldiers who looked on in anguish, then said in a dangerous voice, “or forever submit to me!" Alpha Thane and Jared stepped forward, growling and showing their fangs. Their stance meant they were out for blood. They advanced toward the lycan king but were immediately blocked by other lycan soldiers. Without a care and with the fury raging inside them, they lunged at the lycans, and a rather short fight broke out.

When he finally reached me, he stood next to me, his face showed pity and sadness, yet his eyes held an expression close to pride. “I, King Alexander, King of the werewolves, stand by and support Alpha Lamia’s claim. This territory is outside of the wolf kingdom and is now under her rule!” He stated. “She has killed the rogue king and she will keep what she kills. This is the law, this is our way.” He finished.

"DO IT, DO IT MY KING!!!;; SHE'S A HUMAN, SHE'LL ONLY BRING US SHAME!" They began throwing wine bottles towards Alice "WHO DARES TO HURL A THING ON HER!!!!" The hall suddenly went quiet. The red wine trailed nicely down her ball gown like an intricate design. "I'm so sorry Alice" , I muttered as she sank to the ground crying with pleading eyes. I stood up holding my abdomen, 5 mins left......... "I, Jade Quinn, The Lycan King of the Crescent Snow Moon Pack and all Wolf Packs......................hereby....reject......."

I spoke on his behalf. “This is the master key that King Maddox prepared for me. By using this, you can have direct access to every room of the Castle.” All the Alphas got up, clapping for my offer. Alpha Raymond spoke as their representative. “Truly magnificent! So, it’s settled then. We will attack the Lycan Pack ASAP, and then our Alpha and Luna will be crowned as King and Queen of the supernatural world. The Werewolves’ glory will be restored once again.”

’ He drew himself up to his full height his snow-white coat fluffed out to make him look huge, ‘I, King Alpha Lucas of the Sun & Moon Pack, do hereby decree that all who undertake this option will be expelled from all Immortal Packs, their links to said Packs broken making them Rogues.’ He let his gaze wander around the Packs, ‘All those who wish to join with Alpha Tylix step forward’ There were about ten thousand of them from different Packs and Species, big cats, bears and Wolves an unholy Alliance he turned to Carrick, ‘Give them the contracts and mark them’

It was about truth, delivered publicly, perfectly, in front of everyone who had ever looked away. "We are going to the wedding?" I asked, and deep inside, my golden wolf hummed with quiet satisfaction. "We are going to the wedding," the Lycan King promised, his smile deadly and certain. "But not as invaders crashing through the gates. We will walk right through the front doors, carrying the truth they hoped no one would ever learn... and they will watch you take back everything they stole, right there on their sacred altar, in front of every single person who came to cheer them on."

Vivienne's hand was cold in his, her smile perfect, her eyes on the war-captains at the back of the hall — on the future she had already bought with money she did not have. The Elder reached the binding words. "Speak the bond, Alpha." Damian opened his mouth. Nothing came. He tried again. The words were there — he knew them, he had said them in rehearsal a dozen times — but his throat closed around them like a fist. His wolf, silent for nine nights, raised its head at last and spoke, and its voice was not a snarl. It was grief. *No.*

It's the Lycan Prince! With the state of things, I knew my presence in the room was no longer needed. The Lycan Prince happened to save me from my demise by diverting Xavier's attention from me and I knew I had to make use of it. I had to be smart. I raised myself gently from the ground, dragging my weak body as I tried to make an exit through the midst of the soldiers that had followed him in with pain, searing through my side. I gritted my teeth, pushing through the agony.

Even as my vision blurred and my knees weakened, a primal instinct to survive, to fight for my pack, surged within me. "The princess will be found," I managed to say, spitting blood onto the cold floor. I straightened, forcing myself to meet the King's formidable gaze. "I will not fail you." The Lycan King's eyes studied me, searching for any hint of insincerity. " Alpha, You have until the next full moon, five months hence," he decreed, his voice a low rumble that echoed off the walls. "If you do not return my daughter to me, your pack will be no more."