Fated To The Lycan Beast Novels & Stories

Nonetheless, I still let myself have hope. “I’d like that,” I said. She then released me from her grip and wiped her tear-stained cheeks before turning towards Nicholas. Her sadness turned to sternness, and it was a wonder to watch as Nicholas straightened and gulped nervously. “I know the type of person you are Nicholas and so I know you won’t hurt her. But I also know that time and your siblings have all changed you into someone different, a shadow of the man you used to be. I’m warning you now, if you do anything that will jeopardise her safety or anything to change who she is, I will make your life a living hell. Both Ariya and Kiyan are the only family I have so you better make sure tha

Our fates were entwined, and together we would face whatever came our way. And so, in the depths of that dimly lit chamber, we made a silent vow to each other. We would navigate the treacherous path of duty and desire, defying expectations and embracing the love that had ignited between us. For in the Lycan King, I had found not only a leader but a partner, a soulmate who would stand by my side through every trial and triumph, with his sweet aura engulfing the air. Together, we would carve out our own destiny, one that surpassed the boundaries of duty and sparked a flame that would burn brightly for eternity.

His father's experiment on him to make him the most powerful Lycan King turned out wrong and his beast went wild and uncontrollable. For many years, Jaxon tried hard to control his beast but his beast was completely unhinged and now a danger to everyone. Now The Jaxon Salvatore Knight could be identified as An Evil, Monstrous yet unmated Lycan Beast. Most probably the one and only unmated beast! He turned so cruel that he can't have a mate. He killed every bride he chose as his mate. None of his mates excite him ever! None of them calmed him down. Even his destined mate was about to die if it wasn't his father who saved her.

Katherine's safety still hung in the balance, driving me forward. In the depths of the abyss, I steeled myself for the trials to come. The unknown lay ahead, but I was resolved to face it head-on. I would find my way back to my pack, to Katherine, and we would emerge from this darkness victorious. My primal instincts surged, guiding me through the shadows as I ventured deeper, ready to confront whatever awaited me with unwavering determination and the indomitable spirit of the Lycan king.

Unlike a traditional werewolf who can only transform unwillingly under the full moon, the Lycan has complete control over their transformation at any given time. When a female Lycan gives birth, most of her pups will be boys. The adult males discovered that finding a mate with other wolves is difficult. There are just not enough females to go around and many of the males detect a match in a human. Each male Lycan is destined to have at least one mate; a soulmate who was deemed worthy for them by the Gods of War. The same is said for the female Lycans except, it is the Triple Moon Goddesses who choose the male deemed worthy. As the term applies, these mates are bonded by soul and fate will al

Stealth inquired too. "I know that, but I did not expect it to be too soon. He had his first transformation under the full moon, I had somewhat believed since his real lycan was out, this beast before us would never come to life again." Kill explained justifying his actions. "Milady?" I called to Ashlyn. "Y'all should leave. I'll stay here and if I end him being devoured by my master, so be it." She said stubbornly and with so much confidence.

His red eyes just showing how angry he is. “Aida is part of the Lycan Royal Family now. If you attack her, you are attacking your King!” His arms start to sprout fur and his nails elongate into claws around Saskia’s wolf’s neck. I can smell her blood from his claws puncturing her wolf’s skin.

It was as if every fiber of my being was drawn to him, and I honestly didn’t know why. Then, just as his hands moved to bandage me, he froze on the spot. I frowned in both confusion and pain. “What is it?” I asked him. Jeremy’s jaw clenched and his eyes darkened. He slowly straightened up. I saw the way his nostrils flared and I saw something flicker in his dark eyes, something....... dangerous? He locked eyes with me and started hard, as if he was searching for something. “Are you Lycan?” he asked me in a low voice that carried a sharp edge to it.

It's hard for him to be the pack leader with the way things are going for him. It seems like soon enough, his pack might want to ask for a new one. He has a big problem. He is a Lycan whose side isn't coming out and only a beastly side of him remains. The only way to bring out his controllable side is for him to meet his mate and claim her according to the prophecy he had when he was born. He will be the most powerful if he could just do that. But then, he has never met her before until yesterday.

More than a few Lycan’s had run mad with bloodlust at their obsession with finding the soul made to complete theirs and Rome didn’t have plans to be one of them. He skimmed through all the information that was familiar to him and was about to slam the book shut in frustration when a small subheading caught his attention. "The Lycan beast rejoices when it finds its soul pair. It seeks to take over its host and fights for control over the body to mark its mate. A strong-willed host might be able to resist but the fangs and claws will be a tell-tale sign. He might even…."