Fated To The Lycan Beast Novels & Stories

Being a creature of the night, I embraced the warmth of the Lycan Alpha's lips as a harbinger of change—a celestial alignment that defied the conventions of our supernatural realms. In that fleeting moment, I surrendered to the currents of destiny, my lips locking with her in a silent vow that echoed through the ages. The kiss, an ephemeral communion, spoke of a connection that transcended the confines of immortality—a union forged in the crucible of time, where vampire and Lycan found solace in the embrace of each other. Yes. She's a Lycan. A Lycan who was destined to end my life, but even after knowing that, I am still ready to get my life taken if it's her who’ll take it.

Lycans were never supposed to mate outside their race, but Sasha didn’t know this. Sasha’s fated mate, an alpha of her old village, which is now a pack, finds Sasha with her husband and children. Furious that Sasha betrayed him by mating with another, he kills her husband. He banishes the children and leaves them as rouges. The children are in their teens when this happens. Sasha's fated mate captures her and forces her to be his mate. He rapes her until she is pregnant and repeats the process after giving birth. He rapes her enough that she has six pups for him. Sasha is depressed. She hates her fated mate and misses her husband, who she was deeply in love with. She misses her two older chi

I snapped, glaring at her. "I'm afraid there is nothing you can do. He is already the beast he is meant to be. That is what Lycans are, they were not made for feelings, why do you think most of them end up killing their mate? At some point, he will kill you, he knows it too, why do you think he tries so hard to surpass that nature where you are concerned?" She asked. "It did not take long for him to snap, this is your chance to flee back to the human world where you belong, we will protect you"

He hesitated for a second, but then, he bowed to her a little, "Welcome to Blue Moon, Miss..." "Molie, it's Molie..." She smiled shyly and nodded to respond to his greetings. "How the fuck did you know?!" Finn abruptly moved closer to his face and threw him a glare. This is not something to be proud of. Having an illegitimate child among the Lycans is different than if it were with humans. Lycans have their fated soulmate and they couldn't and shouldn't have another relationship outside that bond. There is this exception: when one mate dies, or they reject their fated mate, it Will be the most likely for them to find another person per their interest.

His eyes blazed with terror on seeing the sight before him; the ground now spilled with floor and the smell of rawly torn human flesh filled the whole place. He looked at Damon's beast about to rip apart a little girl. Alexander recognized the beast. 'Damon! He's now turned to a feral Lycan?'. Alexander's thoughts conflicted, his expression sank into minimum. Once a Lycan turned into a feral beast form, there's never going to be another change. They'll remain that way till eternity or perhaps get killed. Similar to the rogues, they'll be hunted or imprisoned, unless perhaps they happen to retain sanity and shift back but that was only a miracle that could be done by only the Goddess herself.

“For this pack, for my child, for me.” ‎The pack went silent, then a low cheer rose, their voices strong, like a howl building. Rex’s hand found mine, his grip firm, and I felt it—the bond, the strength, the future we could build. The prophecy wasn’t done, but I wasn’t afraid anymore. I was Lycan, bound to the Blackfur line, and I would carve my own path. ‎

But the moment the guard untied the chain, Lina spoke up again. "Do you have pity on this traitor, Jackson?" Lina spat at her in a venomous tone. "You were almost beaten to death by that beast, Jackson! Now we had finally poisoned and caught the beast, only If this bitch hadn't let him go, we would have our chance for revenge." John said with gritted teeth while looking at Faith with rage. "We still have a chance because the beast cannot shift into a Lycan as he is poisoned by wolfbane. As long as he is found, he will be killed." Jackson said and looked at Faith who looked up at him with widened eyes the moment she heard the word 'Lycan'.

Or so she thought. “Just a freak we raised by mistake,” Luke muttered, shaking his head. “You never belonged.” She felt her lungs tightening. She hadn't killed anyone. Hadn't harmed a soul. And yet here she stood, surrounded by blood kin, marked a monster. “Mom!” she cried. Gianna looked away. “She’ll be exiled tonight. No mercy,” Cian ordered. “She’s yours now, Alpha,” Maddox added with disgust. “We want nothing more to do with her.”

“This is what they call corruption in Lycan blood.” Darius stepped forward then, towering over me, protective and furious. “You all felt it during the ceremony. The Lycan power. The bond. The Moon’s blessing. If Elara is corrupted, then we Lycans are all doomed.” The silence was heavy. Ancient. Then an old Fae lord in the front row stood. His hair was white as moonlight, his eyes ancient. “And if you are wrong, Lycan King? If this Lycan female brings the ruin the prophecy spoke of?”

But there was no way to do that, especially with what I was here for. “I'm sure you heard that Kieran was shot a few months ago." His eyes darkened, “do you want a pity party? Is that why you're here?” His voice held so much irritation as he spoke. “I'm not." I argued. “It's…it's just that…the only thing that really affects Lycans is another Lycan's blood which is mixed with wolfsbane and a witch's spell." “And you're here because My son is half Lycan and my mate is a witch? Unbelievable!"