Fated To The Lycan Beast Novels & Stories

"So, if the Shield dies before their bond is complete, the lycan is destined to die too. I stare at her. "It doesn’t always happen immediately," she continues sadly. “More often than not, their beast takes over completely. They become feral. Nothing more than vicious predators.” The room feels ice cold. Zane speaks first. "So…” His voice wavers slightly, "When my father was killed… a lycan died with him?” Selene's eyes fill with sympathy. "I'm afraid so." The words land like stones. I look at Zane. There is a flicker of pain he tries so desperately to hide, but I know him by now.

"Pick a side, brother. Because there won't be any middle ground left when this is finished." I walked past him toward the shower, leaving bloody footprints on the expensive hardwood. In my mind, Orion had settled into watchful patience, our rage transformed into something colder and more dangerous—determination. Emma would be mine. The abominations she carried would never draw breath. And Theo would learn what happened when a Lycan tried to claim what belonged to a true Alpha wolf.

“She found out what I was planning. She wanted to stop me. So I made sure she never returned to Blackwood.” “You killed her.” Benard’s grin deepened. “I ended her mission. She was too soft—believed in peace. I believe in power.” A roar ripped from my throat as my body began to change. Bones cracked, fur erupted, my claws extended, and my beast took over. I launched at him, claws slashing. He barely managed to throw up a shield, stumbling back. “You lycans are immune to weak spells,” he spat, “but I am no weakling!”

“Always providing solutions when there were none. Always guiding them when they were desperate. They trusted me.” My heart thundered painfully. She straightened, her voice turning smug. “If only they knew,” she said softly, “that I was the one who made their son’s beast uncontrollable.” Everything inside me stopped. “What?” I breathed. Her smile deepened, delighted by my shock. “Their little boy,” she said. “Born with one of the most powerful beasts to ever exist—a Lycan. A beast powerful, indestructible. A blessing most would kill for.”

I clench my fists tight, finding myself trapped in a battle with my own wolf as she started fighting me for control. "You don't know him as much as I do. He's always had something in mind when it comes to women. Always looking for something to satisfy his beast." At that point, my body stiffens. I knit my brows together, while staring at Diana with a confused look. "Oh, you don't know? All lycans have what we call, 'beasts'. Our beasts are a lycan's true full form, but for Alex, he has both. A wolf and a beast. Beasts have far higher sex drive than wolves, even alphas. In order to satisfy a lycan's beast, a lycan needs to sleep with not just one, but at least ten different females in his lif

FLASHBACK Lyall lay weak, blood pouring from his mouth and head from the impact. His entire body ached. Cedric's laughter rang clearly in his ears. Cedric trapped him, kidnapped him, and even attacked him and his friends. After one of Cedric's followers—who Lyall, of course, didn't know he was a follower of Cedric's—informed him that Zaiden had been kidnapped, he didn't care. He knew Zaiden had good fighting skills. But news of Zaiden's disappearance, even reaching Dal, Zaiden's father, and Cyrus, his father, made him decide to do something crazy, enter the forest and search for Zaiden. It was something he didn't want to do. Ever since his brother died and he became a Lycan, he hadn't wanted

The witches continued to chant, their incantations growing louder and more urgent, as they called upon the spirits of the earth to guide the souls of the dead to the afterlife. The faes fluttered around the pyres, their magic intermingling with the smoke and flames, offering comfort and solace to those who remained behind. Jasper’s hand slowly slid into mine and I let him. I lazily let my fingers over his wrist and I felt that his nerve was literally bouncing up and down. So, the lycan prince was not as unaffected as he looked. I smiled ruefully as I let his fingers lock with mine.

Though he knew how powerful Jefferson was right now he could care less as he wanted nothing but to end the filthy Lycan pack. There had been an unsaid feud between his pack and the Lycan pack. Though they were supported to be allies they were now enemies. He had once planned the extinction of the Lycans through the hunters but the Lycans were more powerful than he had expected and managed to kill the hunters even though they were poisoned beforehand. Right he wanted nothing but to end the Lycan pack. He pushed these thoughts and looked at the naked girl on the bed and his little man started to rise again for action.

Anything would’ve been better than leaving her to the mercy of those fucking devils. I sprinted forward like mad. The closer I got to the forest, the stronger my senses became. Suddenly, I heard a pained cry from a woman. I jumped and spun around. I spotted a brown wolf raising its vicious claws, ready to attack Chloe. “Chloe!” I yelled, then pounced onto the brown wolf, pushing it away. The brown wolf rolled over and managed to get up. He looked over at me in shock and screamed, “Lycan!” I ignored him and rushed to Chloe. I bent over to pull her unconscious body into my tight embrace, feeling as if something pulled at my heart.

And if I don't accept him fully, then how can I expect the same in return? "It's alright" I told him softly. Letting out a quiet sigh. Many people say that Lycans are beasts, and that they slaughter their own packs for fun. It's true. But they have hearts, and once they trust a being, they'll do anything to protect them. I felt his claw gently trail down from my eyes, tracing a dried tear. He whimpers again, shifting closer to me. I heard the cracking and reformation of bones, low growls sounding before silence.