Lycan King's Mate Novels & Stories

Reilania’s mate was a lycan, and not just any lycan, but royal, the second prince of the Lykos clan and brother of the lycan king. Varion Aragon stood proud, his height towering over the betas just as his brother's sturdy build did, yet he wasn’t the person whose Myra could feel a deathly gaze from. Myra couldn’t help but feel frozen when she turned to the lycan king. Verik's eyes were on her. How long had he been staring at her? She felt her body chill and her spine stiffen from his wicked eyes that held violence and death.

she said, clearing my confusion, only for a moment, before adding, “The Lycan king is your second-chance mate. Just like your first mate rejected you, the same must happen with the king too.” I blinked in total disbelief. Second-chance mate? Malric was my… mate? And he hadn’t told me? A second-chance mate was nothing short of a miracle. The goddess rarely offered such grace. I hadn’t even prayed for it. So why give it to me, only to demand I endure another rejection?

“That is who you are after all; my mate.” I scoff. “It hasn't been that long I left Earth, and now, I am someone's mate?” He feigns hurt. “Someone?” He places a hand to his chest. “I am Rome. The King of Lucian City; the only Lycan. And you should be honored to be my mate.” Honored, my ass. He is prideful, and I despise men with a toxic ego. My eyes twitch. “You are not how I pictured you?”

Mateo. "Let me introduce myself properly to you, my darling queen," I scoff. "My name is Mateo Morrison, and I am the CEO of Royal Mateo Incorporated Ltd. I’m also the Lycan Blood kingdom’s monarch, and you’re my mate, whom I’ve long wanted to meet." I catch my mate’s eye, and her amazement at finding out who I am is evident. "You are what?" She inquires. "Are you the infamous Lycan king? Wow! You are real. You are not just a myth. I can't believe this. I can’t believe I’m a mate to such a cruel and evil king."

Alsie POV- We were laughing and goofing around in the bed, blowing off some steam, and having some much-needed conversations. It was nice. “Dante, tell us about the Lycan King.” I said as I looked over my shoulder at Dante behind me. “Ok. The Lycan King’s name is Declan; he has one heir to date. Declan is 1301 years old and he became the Lycan King when he was 518 years old. He’s a young king, he took the throne from King Liam by force, at the time King Liam was only 2276 years old and he was the youngest king ever. Declan has no mate; his single heir was born out of wedlock and mate bond. In fact, Dec didn’t even know he had an heir until recently.”

The lycan prince did not like the way she was staring at her brother and vice versa. "Hm?" She turned to him, her response absentminded. "Let's go get your things from the maid's quarters." He beckoned her over. Xylia turned to the lycan king to gauge his expression. "Why?" The lycan king inquired, raising himself from the throne. "I'm not obligated to tell you." Kayden threw his brother's words back at him. "I need my mate with me right this minute, any problems with that?" The lycan king's tone was granite as was his face.

“That’s because you’re his mate. Lycans are always softer with their mate. But trust me, they can also be strict to their mate, just in a more, possessive, dominant way. And remember—kings, princes, alphas, and their Lycans? They’re the worst. Their possessiveness is more intense than others.” I swallowed, thinking about Marcus and Rylan again. So that adorable overly protective beast of mine could actually be terrifying? “Yes, he can be like that, and so can I,” Aiyana said. “Really” I asked. “Yes” She said and started sending a scene where Rylan takes over from Marcus and dominates us in a sexual way. “People can challenge the king,” she continued, “but only if they have the strength. Losi

Every Lycan who has found their mate has it and it only gets brighter as they mark and mate with their chosen. His anger softened when he saw the tears glimmering in his mother’s eyes. “Oh, my dear Bryan…” His mother reached her hands up and he took them, squeezing them lightly. Everyone back in the Ortiz Kingdom had been worried that their future king didn’t have a mate since in the Lycan age, He’d spent a century looking for a mate. “You have to break the fetters of the mate bond,” Edric growled, “That’s the only way to win the war.”

Dante reminded him from behind that the Lycan King didn't like it. "Keep your mouth shut!" Lycan King growled "and stay away from our matter. She is my mate. I have full rights over her" "But she loves me and I will defend and protect her if I feel like it!" Dante was doing nothing but just provoking Lycan King even more.

“Asher…” “Shut up!” He thundered, throwing his eyes around as his eyes turned a shade darker than normal. He was on the verge of shifting, and that could be very bad for everyone. A lycan prince losing his shit wasn't something anyone would like to see. Especially when said prince is my mate. “Is this the wedding gift you mentioned having for me?” He gritted. “Is this it? You breaking the sacred bond by cheating on me?” “Asher it wasn't… I wasn't…”