How To Catch A Lycan Prince Novels & Stories

The man asks, looking at me with obvious approval in his eyes. My face flames, a sudden shyness overtaking me. “And she has a breathtaking smile too. I’m sure you’ve heard about me but I can’t see such a mystical creation and not introduce myself, I am Prince Zanders, the second lycan prince. It is great to make your acquaintance.” My breath catches in my throat. I can’t believe this! The lycan prince is introducing himself to me, and he just called me pretty! “Please, put me out of my misery and tell me your name so I can have a name to the face I know I’ll be dreaming about for the rest of the year.” his tone is light, the smile still etched on his face.

"Maybe it was an operation gone wrong." Nadai quickly slipped out of the room. *** Outside, beneath the blood orange sky of early evening, the palace garden trembled as the full Lycan form of Prince Kael emerged—taller, fur covered, primal, and terrifying. It had been years since he’d shifted, years of restraint and tradition. His bond with Elias was like a golden thread tugging at his senses. He dropped to all fours, sniffed the air, and let the scent guide him. "Hold on, Elias," he growled. "I'm coming for you."

Caleb POV I could not sleep, not even when everywhere had gone silent; my sense of unease was strong, and Trey was restless, he wanted a run or just to find that little maid we met earlier. I ignored him, the maid was just a human, no matter how she smelled so divine, and his eyes drew me in. I will not allow myself to start what I cannot finish. The rules were there for a reason, and I, Caleb, prince of the Lycans, intend to keep and uphold them even if they don’t sit well with me always.

My mind begins to feed me flashbacks of Bryan's hands shifting to grab me, and fear begins to bubble up inside me. I squeeze my eyes closed as I try to force the terrifying images from my brain. I try to take myself to my happy place, my parent's beachside home. I try to picture their happy faces while we relax on the beach, but the memory of Bryan attacking me when I asked to visit them ruins my attempt at calming myself. Images of Bryan stalking closer and closer to me makes my body shake in the warm bathwater. My teeth begin to chatter together from fear, and the next thing I know, the bathroom door is being ripped from its hinges, and in comes a massive grey lycan.

My gaze moves slowly around the table, daring everyone to contradict me. My mother clears her throat. “Like I was saying, who said they are outsiders? My daughter will never be an outsider in our pack. Her mate will never be an outsider either.” As her words slowly sink in, all eyes turn towards Lance. Someone squeaks out, “But he is a lycan and the crown prince.” My mother glances back at Lance and nods. “He is, and Trinity is now the crown princess. Together, they will soon take their rightful place on the throne as the king and queen.”

Fear, I can’t believe an hour ago, I was fighting with three Lycans. But, still they didn’t attack me. I have read in books that Lycans are royal and utmost powerful and short-tempered. I am sure, Maraya was right about the college. Here, no matter what they will not show their reality. And that gave me a relief. Even though Audrey was really nice with me, I better keep a distance. A nerd girl in the front row talked with me. By the aura, I know she was human and her name was Claire. She was a chatterbox and she gave me a brief about college. Audrey and her friends belongs to the popular group in college, of course because Lycans. And Julia is the QueenBee. Then Claire asked more about mor

came his short and straight to the point response. Oh so this was about him.. the rogues must have been after him to kill him as he was a force to be reckoned with.. But which fool could have been brave enough to try and attack the cold Prince who is known for his merciless and wicked ways especially his lover for seeing other people in pain. Or were they not informed that the person in the carriage was none other than the Lycan Prince. “How’s your vision? Can you see?” He asked, his eyes shifting between me and the road.

“Well, we are going to be expected to accompany the Lycans to various events so we are going to be taught etiquette and how to comport ourselves so that we don’t disgrace ourselves, apparently we will be presented to the prince and some other elite lycans at dinner after the class.” Riya grimaced at the thought of having to face the hateful prince, she was curious about what kind of man went along with something as despicable as this, why would he choose a bride in this way? He was probably a spoiled arrogant cad who was waited on hand and foot. she wondered if they would look like the ones she had seen on tv, gorgeous and looking like sex symbols.

I landed with a loud splash on the other side of the river. Pain shot through my entire body. For a moment, I thought the bone-cracking sound was coming from me. "Get out of there!" was the last thing Prince Kyrell growled before he completely turned into his Lycan. I quickly scrambled out of the water and moved towards the land, as far away from the water as possible, but still close enough to watch the horror before me. His Lycan seized the head of another and ripped it off completely like a rubber doll.

His eyes are back to their usual light brown, and he seems less menacing. The Lycan King, standing right before me, and asking me about my bruises. It can't be real. "You will let me mark you, little one," he says, and brushes my hair away from my shoulder, exposing it. A pleasant shiver runs through my body. No . . . I can't possibly be enjoying this. He starts to lean towards me, and his eyes burn a vivid gold again. His mouth opens slightly, showing powerful looking canines. A true Lycan.