Loved By My Cursed Lycan Novels & Stories

"I was carrying the oil-can up the narrow steps near the royal hall. I lost my footing and caught myself against a sharp iron sconce." Neris reached out, catching my wrist to pull my hand down so she could see the marks clearly. Her breath caught in her throat. "That's not a scrape from an iron sconce," Neris whispered, her eyes darting toward the closed door as if the walls might overhear. "Those are claw marks, Elara. Lycan claws." My chest tightened, but I kept my gaze calm and steady. I couldn't risk telling her the truth. If Neris knew what the King had done, the fear and the secret would only put her in just as much danger as me.

she cooed, her voice sounding seductive but disgusting to me. It was official. I hated her. The alpha was sharp enough as he quickly ripped her hands off him, holding them so tightly that for a second, I felt pity for her, watching as her eyes widened, not expecting such from the alpha. "First, where did you get such information that a curse will take your Luna? Do not make me ask you to provide where you got your information and have your tongue cut for it," he sneered. It sounded so murderous that it even made my entire body quiver. Again, I remembered he was no ordinary alpha king—he was the only Lycan, cursed.

Vilkas POV. Man, it’s good to be alive again. Being dead for over 100 years wasn’t what I planned, but then again, I wasn’t planning for the love of my life, a Lycan bitch called Starci to betray me. Stupid cunt thought that by taking my heart scale, she could save her fated mate. Ha, little did she know that my heart scale can only belong to my fated mate. Well, I guess I will never know now. Considering all shifters were cursed.

“You'll get us all killed! Dad's death would've been for nothing!” “I am going to spend the rest of my life married to a ruthless Lycan King who is also a mafia boss and I don't want that,” Freya took Maya's hands again. “You can help me, sis.” Maya tried to shrivel away from the contact but Freya sobbed. “Please, you can help me.” “You're running away from a Mafia Lycan King, what makes you think I won't do the same?” Maya gave her a stern look.

I can't just storm into his territory and claim his daughter against her will and without her father's permission. It could lead to an unnecessary war. I know it's true that we Lycans are stronger than ordinary Alphas, but most of us are still decent enough to show respect, and I like to think that I'm still decent even though I'm cursed. Life is funny sometimes. Just now that I found my cure, I'm thinking about another woman. I let out a sigh and close my eyes, unable to stop myself from thinking about that she-wolf I met in the woods. I remember everything.

That led to extinction of the wild creatures. "That can't be true, royalties are the only ones who are able to read that, Sylvia." Bella utters with confusion marked at her face. "They're the Lycans" I said with my low voice slowly stroking the book. I got so intrigued that I wanted to know more information about them.

The fragment answered the confussion, and how his devouring and housing the soul able him to turn into that very soul! “You're the most unlikely lycan under heaven, don't you think? You can do everything, even turn the tide of the war,” a somewhat conflicted voice fill his mind. It added, now with contentment, “However, the tide must go on. Despite that, remember that you're mine, my one and only adorable mate, Hawati...”

But that is what families do, we antagonize one another. "How could you do this?" Ava asked, staggering back, falling to the ground. I expected this to happen. I was thousands of years old. The first ever lycan werewolf to be created, a cursed immortal lycan hybrid, no one should expect my marking to be a joyous walk in the park. My bite came with a lot of painful baggage to bear. It was a poison to all supernatural kinds and it was even more deadly to an omega wolf. She is lucky this wasn't intended to kill, otherwise she wouldn't even be breathing.

She looked down, covering her side profile with her hair. "I know why you killed him that day and I also know how you got injustice in return. You deserved better," he whispered near her ears, his own eyes changing into golden flames. Her violet eyes collided with his golden ones. "Who are y ou?" "Your mate and the Alpha of Nighthowls pack, my cursed Fairy," he smirked.

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to