Lycan King's Second Chance Mate Novels & Stories

When she was gone, Garrick let out a quick breath. "His voice dipped to almost a whisper as he replied, "I have confirmation from my sources in the Blue Storm Kingdom." "Rhea is there." I felt everything in my body stop. He went on, "But that’s not all," as though the words were too heavy to be spoken all at once. "She is the fated mate of Lycan King Kael." The room's air grew heavier. There was a chilly stillness as I processed the significance of what he had spoken.

Cinnia stared at him as if he had two heads. "Cinnia. I'm sure you know that already," she replied. "Of course, our dear Lycan King could not shut up about you even when he didn't know your name." Cinnia turned to Denzel with a raised eyebrow. "Don't listen to him," Denzel said, seeming almost embarrassed. Cinnia snorted and focused on Kai. "Please, continue." Kai appeared pleased with himself. "The man couldn't talk about anything without mentioning you. I love Lucy, she's my mate, but I don't talk about her as much as Denzel spoke about you."

And I feel even crazier when I keep thinking about all the things that will happen right in front of my eyes from now on. And mate? I know that it all probably sounds pretty crazy right now. Or even beyond. But it's the truth. In fact, Lucia Hazel Gray, or Luciana Edith, is actually my mate. Mate of Elijah Gray, the Lycan King. It's a crazy fact, if I say so now. But I never told Lucia that. I was afraid that she wouldn't believe me at all. Considering how big and deep Lucia's grudge was, I didn't want to be an obstacle to Lucia accomplishing what she wanted.

With a Lycan, no one wanted to imagine it. So they stayed down, eyes darting, waiting for someone else to decide. The Lycan king did not look stressed. He looked, if anything, less interested than he had a moment ago, as though Phillip’s outburst were a fly he could not be bothered to swat. He looked down at me instead. “Aviana.” My name in his mouth was low and unhurried. “Do you mind being my mate?” I looked at Phillip. I made myself look at him properly, for what I knew would be the last time. The man whose scent I had begged the moon for. The man who had cleaned my wounds in the dark and let me believe his gentleness meant something.

"It's happened before. Multiple times. The Burning wasn't that long ago. Some of us still remember." Several council members nod. "The King's father implemented these laws for a reason," another councilor adds, a man with a scarred face and hard eyes. "To protect our people. To prevent another catastrophe." "And those laws have served us well," Aldric agrees. "Which is why we cannot make exceptions. Not even for the King's fascination." "It's not fascination," Mira says sharply. "She's his fated mate. The connection..." "Is irrelevant," Aldric cuts her off. "Plenty of Lycans have lived without their fated mates. The King himself did so for twenty years. He can do so again."

At long last, the Moon goddess remembered him and gave him a mate. Scorned and looked down as the mateless Lycan King, I knew my brother had been longing for a Mate. Although he acted all nonchalant about how nothing affected him, I knew deep down he has always been waiting for the day the moon Goddess will bless him with his other half. I reckon that's why he was against the idea of choosing a mate and giving the kingdom a Queen.

I asked the Lycan Wolf and she sighed, "That is exactly what I'm trying to figure out. Why are you in Addy's body?" I bit my lower lip in confusion as I kept trying to connect the scattered puzzle pieces. "Only one person can give an answer to this." She said and I raised a brow. "Who?" "The Pack's oldest witch." I blinked at the discovery, so the Lycans had a witch in their pack? "But, who is Adeline in this pack?" I asked again. "Adeline is the Luna of this pack, Alpha Reign's wife and mate." Another gasp left my lips at those words from her. Of all the people I could have woken up in their body, it had to be the Alpha King's Mate?

Daniel's voice sounded nervous, as if talking about that king made him feel weak. There was a moment of silence, until Willy's voice was heard again. "Yes, the man may be powerful, but he still has his Lycan side, and like everyone else, he has a bond. Besides, his mate is now in the Lycan kingdom, so he knows that any enemy would attack her to control him," said Willy. As soon as I heard that, my eyes widened. The only known blue-blooded Lycan king was Bradley, and his mate is Chloe!

Would they finally, finally love me? But then I snapped back to reality when I heard a thunder roar so loud it was almost like it was right next to me. Me? Mated to a Lycan and the King at that? Impossible. There was no fucking way because they’re right. They were all right. I was a nobody, and I was going to stay that way forever. “Hailey Young, when I find you, you are so fucking dead! Do you hear me?!” I hear her. I wish I don’t, but I do, and that’s how I know that they’re near, and at the edge of a cliff…

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?