Lycan King Second Chance Mate Novels & Stories

She looked at me for the longest time before saying, “Can I tell you a story? I promise you that when I’m done, you’ll understand.” I didn’t have another choice. I nodded. Dramatically, she said, “Once upon a time, there was a King, a Lycan King, and he could have had any woman his heart desired, but he fell in love with a witch instead.” I scowled. “But witches don’t have mates.”

a groan left my lips as I grabbed the left side of my head, feeling the warm liquid trickle down my face. " Oh my goodness! You're injured again,” Lira panicked. What did she mean by again, I wasn't injured before. “I can't heal you since I'm not your wolf." She muttered painfully. " It’s alright," I whispered. My breath came in ragged gasps as I pressed my forehead against the cool wood. Suddenly I burst out laughing, laughing at my cursed luck and how I ended up like this. Was this what the witch meant by second chance? A chance were I have to suffer just to get revenge, and also anticipate my death?

I wonder if Johnny would be happy or feel worried if he knew he was my second chance. There's another problem. Johnson’s a lycan! Was it possible for me to mate a Lycan? Second chance mates are rare and Lycan are even rarer. No. It couldn’t be. It was way too much of a coincidence. To have this man, this wonderful man who’s looked after me and my children…to find out he’s not only a lycan, but he’s also MY mate? “Serena, you must be wrong,” I told her.

As she was unmated, every unmated Man and Woman was invited to the Lycan King’s palace so that they could find their mate. After getting ready they left for Lycan King’s place. His whole family was there already. He was late for work. As soon as he entered the ballroom, he felt his mate there. So he started to look for her. But he froze in his place when he realized who his mate was. She was the daughter of his Rival. Their enemy pack’s Alpha's daughter. Maeve Morningstar. She smirked at him as she also realized who her Mate was. “Hello, Mate.” She waved her hand at him with a wicked smile. And he also smiled.

A wave of nausea hit me. I still had no idea what he was talking about, but god... never had the words of my bullies hurt as much as his did. Lycan King or not, I wasn't going to accept those words from a stranger. But then, they replayed in my head I stumbled back in shock. Mate? My wide eyes found his. "Y-y-you're... crazy." "You would respect me!" "Respect a mad king?" My fingers roughly found my collar, showing him my mating marks. "Can't you see? I'm mated. To two wolves for that matter."

The contact felt too homely to ruin. A weak smile tugged his lips in response and my waist felt the imprint of his touch. “Years ago, shortly after my enthronement as the Lycan King of this kingdom, I learned that my mate, a human, had been betrothed to another. And cruelly, instead of rejecting our bond, she chose to take my life.” Dayrian shifted his face from me as the bridge between his brows folded. “She couldn’t bear the thought of me living a life without her.”

The room erupted in chaos as the other lycans rose to their feet, their faces contorted in anger and confusion. I knelt before him, hands clasped in a desperate plea. “Forgive me, sire. It’s my fault. I’ll instantly reject you. I, Tara Morgan, slave of Alpha King Ethan, hereby reject you, Supreme Alpha King Ethan, as my mate—” Before I could finish, a forceful hand slammed against my cheek, leaving my head spinning, ears ringing, and vision blurred. Ethan struck me. “How dare you reject me, you foolish creature!” he growled. Another stinging slap landed on my face, forcing me onto the hard stone floor. “How does a lowly nobody like you dare to reject me?!”

I regarded him coldly. “Who the hell are you?" He cocked his head, obviously amused by ‘whatever I couldn't place my fingers on.’ “I'm Luciano, the Lycan king of Moon pack, and your fated mate!" I had barely processed his words when his arms possessively wrapped around my waist as he lowered his lips to mine. “If you want to be kissed so badly, I should be the right person for that,” he said and before I could reply, he took my lips in a hungry but painful kiss.

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?

“Rest assured, Myra won’t get married to the Lycan King. Unless he forfeits the throne and chooses her over the entire Lycan Kingdom.” Lyka grinned, hearing his words. “That would never happen. I, for one, don’t believe that Myra was mated to the Lycan King. Second chance mates are rare. Merely a myth. And haven’t been seen anywhere. I don’t know what that bitch offered to deceive His Majesty. But too bad it won’t last long.” The other man said nothing at her words, just pondering for a moment. “Well, you might be surprised by his decision. You should go. After all, you’ve been invited. And could serve as a witness. I need you there when the plan is set in motion.”