Fated To The Lycan Beast Novels & Stories

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. The truth was right there, but fear tightened around my throat and swallowed it whole. And Damien… He hadn’t looked away once. His eyes were locked on me, sharp and unreadable. It felt like he could see through me. I was having a panic attack and I couldn't move. I wished I could disappear. After what felt like forever, I gave the smallest nod. It was all I could manage. The priest raised his arms high. “Then, by the ancient laws of the Lycan bloodline, I now pronounce you mates. May the Moon Goddess bless your union.”

the other said. “What if the alpha asks?” “We'll say she died and we buried her,” they concluded. My heart plummeted. What? They wanted to abandon me here? My fingers twitched. “We can't do that. Did you see the way he looked at her?” One asked. “He held compassion in them, and I've never seen the vicious lycan looking at any woman like that.” My stomach sank. I was mated to a vicious lycan? I stifled a gulp, feeling my stomach twist into knots.

I attributed the slowness to him being advanced in age. "They are the Moon Walker Lycans, and they are here for the Goddess Selene Stone, the gem keeping the Moon Stone pack spirit alive."

he urged. Internally, I agreed and this time, when he took my arm, I accepted his help. My heart was pounding both from the pain of my wounds and my mistrust of Kingston. Was I making the right choice? "Trust me," he said, "I can speed you away from here faster than you've ever seen." Without another word, Kingston shifted before my eyes into a steel and snow-white furred wolf. I knew what he wanted—for me to ride on his far more adept form. Nina, my wolf, told me to climb on. It was the first time she'd popped up since I'd been sold.

This is Asher's twin, Axel, the Lycan King. And that’s a problem because every cell in my body is saying that the most dangerous Lycan on the continent, my brother-in-law to be, is actually my fated mate.

they chuckled, their hands slapping and touching my backside. Despite my slender appearance, I possessed an attractive figure, boasting curves in all the right places. The guards grabbed the whip and began mercilessly flogging me as they forced me onward. Mocked and laughed at, I endured the lashes as they herded me towards the Slave Hunt. This place was a haven for rogue wolves destined for sale to the twin Lycan Kings. They were the wealthiest and most powerful Alphas around, true descendants of the Moon goddess. Their lycanthropy differed from others, standing taller and ten times stronger, resembling humans more closely.

I nod again and she turns to leave with Athena following silently behind. I lay back onto the bed and let the tears fall. I haven’t cried over him in almost three years. I thought I had healed more than this. Does anyone really get over their first true love? The animal on the floor moves suddenly. ‘I don’t want to hurt you Lucius, but if you get up off that floor then I will kill you.’ He stops dead and flops back on to the floor. I sigh loudly and watch the shadows on the ceiling dance around from the cars that drive in and out of the car park. It is an unusually busy place for somewhere so remote. Curiosity gets the better of me. ‘What did you do that was so bad your mate rejected you?’ I

Pushing back against the Lycans, I sprinted towards her, a streak of fur and determination. But the Outstanding Lycan, undeterred by my advancement, intercepted me with blinding speed. His crimson eyes bore into mine, a chilling calmness settling upon his face. "You're too late, Levi," he sneered. "By the time you reach her, she'll be nothing but a memory." A surge of desperation coursed through me, lending strength to my limbs. With a primal roar, I launched myself at the Outstanding Lycan, our bodies colliding in a furious clash. Claws met claws, teeth clashed against teeth as we fought for dominance.

" Emma didn't understand what those last words meant. "One day, you will understand what I meant by those words. For now, let's just say, only time can tell." They continued eating. "What if... what if you were fated to a lycan, what would you do?" Mrs Malfoy asked. For a long moment, Emma was quiet. She finally said, "I've read so much about paranormal creatures, I learned not all are evil as we think. Even if I am destined to be with one, I pray it will be a good one."

’’ “Look, there's something going on with the lycans.’’ I tabled, dropping my cutlery. ‘‘And what may that be?’’ “Stop being sarcastic, Eliza. I'm speaking real facts here.’’ I reprimanded, cheesed off. Why was everyone being so nonchalant? I was trying to make some real sense here! “I'm listening, Thompson. Is this about getting Alessia back again?’’ She stated calmly. ‘‘No it's not!’’ ‘‘I'm all ears.’’ “I don't think I ever mentioned to you that there was going to be a ritual that involved Alessia somehow.’’ I paused. “What're you talking about? “The lycans are plauged with a curse. I don't know what it entails but it requires a ritual that demands powers from his fated mate. That's why he