Fated To The Lycan Beast Novels & Stories

“The Ruler and the Ruin are destined for a final joining. The Beast King and the Moon Child are fated to become mates. The life bond that protects them from death also binds their spirits and powers. Fighting the bond will destroy them both and bring ruin faster than any sword or army. Acceptance brings the new dawn and the peace that follows.” My hands began shaking again, but this time it wasn’t the cold stone, it was the power of this fate and the cruel joke of the Moon Goddess. The King and the servant girl were destined to become mates. The Lycan mating bond was sacred and unbreakable, rarely found between the highest beasts. It joined souls and power. If Kael accepted her as his mate,

“Don’t waste my time. If you have something to say, spit it out.” “You’re always so serious,” Olivine sighed dramatically. “No fun at all.” Then he suddenly gripped my jaw, tilting my face upward. Pain jolted through my chin as he forced me to meet Visaris’s gaze. “This girl right here is a witch,” he hissed, “because not only is it nearly unheard of for Lycans to feel a mate bond, it is virtually impossible for two Lycans to have the same mate.” He narrowed his eyes, voice now dripping with venom.

“My wolf loses control whenever you’re scared of me. I never meant to frighten you. I promise I will never hurt you.” “I’m not afraid of you, Dane. I’m just curious. I want to know if everything your godmother said is true and why you kept something so significant from me. Why did I have to learn it from someone else?” “I want to start by apologizing for bringing someone else into our relationship. She didn’t want this, and I pushed her into it. I just didn’t know how to approach you. I always want to do right by you. Where do I even begin? First off, I’m a Lycan, which makes me stronger than any werewolf you might encounter. My senses are heightened, and my abilities are linked to the lunar

his voice was full of determination and without a second thought, he made his way into the torture room. “Xerxes hold on!” Clarissa tried to stop him from doing something stupid but he shoved her aside and made his way further in. Finally, he reached the door and with anger in his breathing, he turned to his pack member and personal spy. “Open the door, Royce,” he commanded in his deep voice. “I wonder what I must have done in my past life that the great Lycan himself agreed to pay me a visit.” The words came from a thousand years old witch.

I felt a primal rage build within me, and my body began to shift, the power of my lycan form taking hold. The wolves around us recoiled in fear, their confidence quickly evaporating. Mineg's face paled as he took in my transformed state, his voice trembling with unease. "Y-you're a lycan?" I growled, my eyes locking onto Mineg's. "You think you can manipulate us? You think you can toy with our lives? Think again." With a powerful leap, I launched myself at the nearest enforcer, my claws slashing through the air. The battle erupted with a ferocity that matched the fury burning within me.

A bright light fell on them, and their hands got locked in some light wire. Then, a solid feminine voice filled the room. “The true king needs a special bond to those he trusts. And I think you just found your true Beta. There is only one problem we need to fix. To be the Beta to the strongest creature in our world. You need to be closer to his strength. Therefore, I will grant you a Lycan.” The moon-goddess says as she walks through the room.

I transformed into my lupine form and ran into the forest, away from her. “That was cruel, King Lycan. The poor thing feels rejected,” taunted the beast in my mind. “Maybe we should go back so I can console her!” “Why are you doing this, cursed beast? Haven't you taken enough from me?” I shouted angrily, still running aimlessly. “I haven't taken the essential…” Laughing, the beast forcefully pulled our bodies to the side, throwing us against a tree. “You are too involved with her!” “The hybrid is my Luna. I will fulfill every desire she has!” I roared.

The consequences had been dire, leading to a near-extinction of their pack. Lycan, the venerable alpha, raised his massive head, his fur a silvery cascade under the moon's glow. His eyes, sharp and piercing, scanned the assembled pack. With a voice that carried the weight of leadership, he spoke, "Fellow brethren, the winds of destiny bring a chilling tale to our doorstep. The prophecy speaks of a forbidden love that threatens to repeat the tragedy of our ancestors."

“If we do, we weaken. Our power, our strength, it would all start to unravel. So no matter what you are, or how much we hate it, we’re bound to keep you.” Tears slipped down my cheeks before I could stop them. Their truth crashed over me like a wave. If what they said was true—if Lira was their fated mate, then I was trapped. Lycans never rejected their fated mates. It broke them. And if they thought I was her… Then I would never be free. My fate was sealed. A nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.

With that, I open the door and walk out, ending the conversation. I’ve fought hard to escape the demons of my past. Moving on hasn’t been easy, but I tell myself I’m done with it. It’s a lie. I still have nightmares about my personal demon from hell every single night. Nightmares—visions of my tormented past. This phenomenon occurs in Lycans who fail to complete the mating bond. Some say it’s the moon goddess’s way of urging them to fulfill the bond with their mate. Others claim it’s a curse on those who reject their fated or chosen mate.