Fated To The Lycan Beast Novels & Stories

I asked. The Lycan King didn’t reply immediately. “I don’t know.” He said. I was taken aback by his honesty. “Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe in that moment,” he lifted his eyes to look at me again, “I was attracted to you more than the fact that you annoy me and I just want to kill you and get rid of you.” I swallowed. “Or,” he shrugged, “maybe it was the mate bond pulling at the both of us. I guess we’ll never know. But, you kissed me back, didn’t you?”

Antares and Lyra, stars that guided three planets to remain in orbit around me. I am not a wolfless. I am a lycan with special abilities and fate. And this is my fate.

The words that are stuck in my head come streaming out of my mate’s mouth. “There will come a time. A time when the Moon Goddess will walk the planet. She will name the one who will come from two different species as the next to take the seat of power. However, the power he will have, will come in the form of his Fated Mate. One that the Goddess has chosen will be of mixed blood. One of Bear and Wolf of the chosen pack to be her Lycan son’s Fated Mate.

“How could he leave the one thing fated to destroy him? His beast would never allow it. Lycans have always had the strangest affinity for signing their own ruin.” The words land somewhere cold in my chest. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

"Pardon me, but I think you're mistaken. Don't get me wrong, I am more than happy for you and the rest of Stone city, but I don't understand how I played a role in converting your King." She smiled. "You didn't have to do anything... It's fate." "Fate? But I'm already fated to another." I said in utter confusion. "How can I possibly be fated to Lord Saints." "I guess you must have heard that Lycans don't have mates. We marry out of love. We don't need fate deciding who we get to be with." Her smile faded. "But in this case, I believe that something that occurred aeons ago is happening now."

"The one and only heir to the throne of Khragnir. An apex predator. The beast that strikes fear into every enemy who hears my name." I let the words hang in the air. I scoffed bitterly, even with all my power, wealth, and influence, there was one thing I could not control, fate. I tightened my fingers around the edge of the windowsill as I stared into the horizon. My mind swirled with thoughts of what it meant to be a Lycan, a pure blooded one at that. Lycans, unlike werewolves, were destined to be with one person. The balance of the world itself depended on that pairing. A yin and yang. Two forces that needed each other to survive. It was a curse placed on us by Aeryna centuries ago as puni

"As you know, Kael is a Moon Lycan, which also makes him a very strong specie of Lycan and finding his fated will make him stronger, being clseto his fated will sharpen his abilities, lolving his fated will take out the risk of him running moonmad." I do not know why my mouth starts feeling bitter as Carla speaks, the thought of Kael is so unpleasant that I do not realize I have the fok in a death grip. "That's why he was arranged to marry me," or Milo. "Because he could never find his fated in an human?" The words coming from my mouth feels like sharrds of glass piercing my skin. I hate the thought of him having a fated somewhere. What is this feeling? Carla shakes hger head. "Excpt they we

My father's Lycan watches me with a mixture of pride and caution, while King Blake's Lycan stands as a sentinel, commanding respect and obedience. The air is thick with the scent of change and power, and I know that this night marks a turning point in my life. I am no longer just Caden; I am a Lycan, a warrior, a son of the alpha. And as I look up at the moon, I vow to prove myself worthy of this new identity, to embrace the challenges and triumphs that lie ahead. The hunt for my mate may be just beginning, but I am ready, stronger than ever, and determined to claim what is rightfully mine.

Henry did not win the battle, instead, he lost everyone—even his humanity. June took a deep breath. In fact, he was aware that these feral lycans were also searching for the so-called "Fated One." However, this was only a tale and gossip amongst the lycan community, and for reasons he didn't fully comprehend. However, he had heard their captors earlier tell their story about the Fated One and her abilities to travel through time. He was convinced that the Fated One was the one he was looking for. For the lycan, however, it was not a happy conclusion. As June had gathered, the lycan hunter's primary goal was to locate the one, and he was now concerned that Janet's drunken stories from last ni

And worse… marked, tethered and unable to escape again. It is said that Lycans have only one chosen mate in all their lifetimes. Even if that mate dies, they do not get second chances the way wolves do. Instead, their mates are reborn through countless ashes of time, fated to find them again and again. One soul. One bond. One destiny. So how could a Lycan half-mark me? How could he bind himself to someone like me? Why — after everything — did I still have to live lifetimes being chased by the worst, most obsessive kind of fate?