Found By The Lycan King Full Movie Novels & Stories

He’s been watching since the ceremony. I looked at Rowan. ‘I understand if you want me to leave before he arrives. Whatever political obligation his arrival creates for you. I don’t want you to leave, Rowan said. He is the Lycan King. If he arrives here and finds you have been —’ Harboring you. Something in his voice was almost amused. Harboring is an interesting word for offering a guest a bed and breakfast. I stopped arguing. Not because I had run out of arguments but because I could see that they were not going to work, and I had learned a long time ago not to spend energy on immovable things.

“And here you are again, asking for more help. Every time I help you, it spells trouble. Honestly, there’s nothing you can offer me anymore. I’m sick of your wide pussy.” Lyka’s face burned with humiliation and anger, but she forced herself to stay calm. She walked over to the bed, sat down, and crossed her legs. “What if I told you I have something more valuable than my body? Something that could actually help you.” Ryan raised an eyebrow. “What do you know?” Lyka took a deep breath. “The Lycan King has started investigating the Silver Clan pack. You know… Myra’s mother’s pack. The one you overthrew.”

Which I almost believe with how he gags around humans. Draco, is my wolf. Though not just any wolf. He's the Lycan King. Both of us in reign of the kingdom of Leaden. I came here with business, but as always I was just disappointed. But as the king I'm required to do all these things, even when they sometimes just want me to bite my own head off.

Or, he found me. He was a Lycan. Not just any Lycan! He was the king. Allowing myself a moment of weakness, I smiled in the darkness of my tent as I thought how all those girls would look when they found out. All the girls who tried so hard to take Liam. My thoughts drifted to Liam and what he was going to say about all of it and a shiver ran down my spine. Sighing as I yawned again, I let the darkness pull me in. I could smell Oliver and his scent had a calming effect I didn’t notice until just before I fell asleep.

“I am Nile, the Rogue King. It's a pleasure to meet you.” A pleasure? Yeah, it'd be when she finally beheaded him. “What do you want from me?” Lyra demanded. Nile placed both hands on the edge of the bed and leaned forward, getting closer to her. “You,” he said. “I heard that the Lycan King had finally found his mate, and I was curious about what kind of female she was.”

His wolf form was massive, fangs bared, claws aimed at Logan’s throat. "Logan! Watch out!" I shouted. But Logan was faster. He easily dodged Blake's attack. I watched in awe as Logan transformed into a half-man, half-wolf form. So, this was the power of a Lycan! I couldn't help but stare. Their fight nearly destroyed the entire hospital room. Nurses rushed in, but none dared approach them. Ava cried louder in my arms, cutting through the chaos. "Stop it! Please!" I screamed, my voice hoarse. "I don’t want this—please, stop fighting!"

In fact, the more I stared at him the more his face began to fit the description of a popular tale that echoed in my mind: Eyes of gold, tyrant's sway. Scar, terror, endless fight. Ruthless Beast, cold as night. Heart of steel, soul of fire. No mercy given, no love to acquire. Feared by all, through day and night. I swallowed hard, my heart racing as I recognized the man before me. This was Lycan Alexander of Theriakon pack. King of the Lycans within the 7 kingdoms. The most ruthless Lycan to have ever lived.

The Lycan King screamed in pain as he felt something biting and chewing on his leg. He spotted the dark cauldron few metres from his position. Without another thought he lunged for the cauldron, destroying it with his claws and kicking it down. The witch screeched in anger as the cave shook violently with tremors. Antonio hoisted Lucian and ran out of the cave with him on his shoulder. “I will be back you filthy Lycans. You will all pay for this mistake,” the witch bellowed as Antonio and Raymond ran for their lives with their children on their shoulders.

"I do not know where she is. Lycans don't have the ability to find people like that, we're not witches." Cory was getting frustrated. He turned his back to Kanyon, pulling on his hair and grinding his teeth. He bit down on his bottom lip, spinning around so he could face the king again. He seized the king by his shirt and shouted, "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY MATE?" his eyes were as dark as midnight. The king was holding back his laughter. This kid got jokes thinking his weak ass could intimidate the king of all lycan kings. Cameron grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him away from Kanyon. "If you put your filthy paws on my king again, I will chew them off. Back off and watch your tone, mutt."

“Is it your group, someone who wants to hurt you, or maybe someone else entirely?” “Neither.” Then, almost like a warning “You don’t understand what you’ve been pulled into.” “Then make me understand.” There was another silence. He let out a slow breath, like he was making up his mind about something. And when he spoke again, the name in his voice felt like it didn’t belong in this small, suffocating room. “The Lycan King is already looking for you.” “That’s not possible,” I said immediately. “ How does he know me? Why is he looking for me? Did he…”