Found By The Lycan King Novels & Stories

ANNATORIA It took a while to find the Lycan. Thanks to one of the servants who saw him wandering around earlier, I eventually found him at the back of the gigantic castle, his paleness nakedly and aesthetically sprawled on the green grass. My feet now by his head, I tore my gaze away from his limp penis and noticed the silhouettes of the trees hidden in the darkness of the cold night. I then looked at the sky. The night view reminded me that soon, I’d be faced with a very dreadful moment.

"Do you know the name of the lycan king who wasn't supposed to come?" He followed my gaze to the card, a look of pity crossing his face as it was handed to me. "Alpha Kael Draven." Alpha who? god, I was dead... so dead...

But even as I spoke the words, a small, nagging voice whispered in the back of my mind. What if she had finally escaped for good? I shook my head, refusing to entertain the thought. Lyra has no freedom of her own, and I would bring her back. No matter the cost. A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. “Come in,” I barked. Beta Markus entered. “Alpha,” he began, “I have an urgent message from the Lycan King.” “What does he want?” I asked as I straightened in my chair. “He’s requested an audience with you,” he said.

“Try all you can to find Derrick or anyone who can tell us where he is. It is important. ”He responded immediately, and I turned to the priestess.“Is there no other way?” I am the Lycan King, so I could find anyone I wanted, no matter who the hell they were or wherever in the world they were hiding, but I also liked to have more than one option. Especially since it concerned my mate’s life. “Well, the other option is not something I would recommend.”

The forest around us stilled completely, even the wind seeming to hesitate. And then I saw him. The figure stepped into view like the darkness itself had taken form and chosen to walk. His presence was not loud. It didn’t need to be. It simply was. Theorone. The Lycan King. A name spoken only when fear needed a shape. But none of them had been enough. None of them had prepared me for this. For the weight of his gaze as it swept across the scene. For the silence that followed him like a crown.

After freshening up in the room I was given, I dressed up again and left to go and find Jon. It was getting late in the evening, so the halls were also getting emptier, with less servants walking around. I stopped one before she could walk past me. "Excuse me. Do you know where I can find the Lycan King Jon?" She nodded quickly. "He's upstairs, third door on the right." "Thank you," I replied as she bowed slightly, and left.

“There are forces here that will not welcome you waking up… but for now… you are safe.” Alexander let out a shaky breath, his chest rising and falling. He looked at the lodge in the distance. He could feel the elders inside, the whispers of the pack, the watching and judging. But for the first time, a small spark of courage lit up inside him. Somewhere in the forest, under the red moon, the strongest omega he had kept hidden for so long had noticed the Lycan King—and felt, perhaps, that he had been noticed in return.

"Yes, it is very real. Did you find someone who made you react like that?" The heat crept up my neck, tightening my throat. I locked my jaw, refusing to look at her. "It was just a midnight encounter. But afterward... everything feels wrong." "Like you lost a loved one, right?" I gave a single, tight nod. "Yes. And I don't know how to meet her again. I have no name. Just her features." Martina stood up, the softness vanishing from her face, replaced by the sharp authority she usually reserved for the council. "You are the Lycan King of the twelve districts, son. If you want to find a wolf in this territory, you can."

he growled. “Yeah, and the Lycan King will order us dead,” I said rolling my eyes. “I’ll kill the Lycan King.” I wanted to laugh, but I knew that would just set him off worse. He ran through the woods, I could feel his stress level rising for every minute he ran. He wasn't sure where to go, and neither was I. I knew Marks had her somewhere close but wasn't sure where to look. “I’ve found a cabin.” one of the warriors named Duncan linked. “I smell someone inside.”

"That's the bitch. Thought highly of herself that one, didn't she? But no, this isn't that. It's something else, something familiar." "I was found close to Lycan territory," Kayla perked up, her breathing quickened. She fidgeted with my fingers as she gripped my hand. "Oh child," the King smiled. "This isn't Lycan, it's something else." Kayla's face dropped. She swallowed hard sniffing back the tears welling her eyes. Shadow began his usual fighting, "kill him," he snarled. "He made our mate cry." "Will you help us?" I asked.