Lycan Kings Mate Free Novels & Stories

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.

This is definitely the most correct decision you have ever made. "Are you all crazy?" My father whispered angrily, "Do you think the Prince of Lyon will give up his partner?" Leon Logan is the one cursed by the witch, and only a mate can save him! Wherever we hid, the Prince of Lyons would send after us. Even the entire Moore family would be implicated! I ask you two women to think carefully about the consequences before deciding!"

Her breath caught. “Carol.” He lifted his head, voice cold and final. “I, Leonard Blackthorne, the Lycan King of the Lycan Kingdom, reject you as my mate and my Luna. May the Moon Goddess bear witness to your betrayal and to my heartache. We are done.”

Lydia and Alora are both out of sight, but my men and I are searching for them both'. I inhaled a sharp breath. Lydia and Alora couldn't escape again; things were going to turn out really horrible if they did, because they were probably going to find another means to lay an attack. The Lycan king wasn't present when we visited the palace, but his beta was, and he had similar powers to the Lycan king; he could detect fake mate bonds, but not people through intentions. That's why I'm still unsure about Kiara's purpose.

Till he grew on me, and I now yearn for his presence. “That’s okay. You can stand.” Ryan looks down at my hand, and grips it tighter. “I’m going to begin in the way it was done in the good old days. Once upon a time. A Lycan king married the female heir to a pack, and that made them join the sets together. The clan and pack were joint as one, bearing the name Green, as we didn’t want to call it either a clan or a pack. The both sets lived together and the Moon Goddess even began to give out mates from the diverse sets. So the leadership would always be an Alpha and a Lycan queen, just to maintain the balance, as it was detected early that Lycan are stronger and having one as a king over them

My grip tightens around the glass, and I barely notice the crack that forms under the pressure. “I’m going to kill him,” I say, my voice cold and final. But as the words leave my mouth, I know the truth—killing him isn’t an option. Not yet. The eastern territory belongs to my twin brother, the other Lycan King. After our mother died and the balance between us shattered, we divided the land into two empires: west and east. Each of us rules our domain without interference. For now. Ben shifts uncomfortably. “I know you want to, Silas. But the real question is—what does he want with your mate?” His sharp eyes narrow, already working through possible answers.

Lycans were not easy creatures to control, and even the females were hard to manage. Sophia was a royal female, strong, with a large wolf, athletic, and a plump shape that my people considered fertile. People said she was beautiful, but I never found her attractive. She was not my fated mate; I could never see anything beautiful about her, unlike how I saw Tara.

He jumps out and opens the door, she and Lucian slide into the back seat. They arrive to a huge castle it is a seamless blend of natural stone and imposing architecture. Lucian grabs her hand and leads her inside. She stares at the grand hall she pulls slightly away from Lucian he turns to look at her “what’s the matter?” She looks down “am I staying in the basement?” He stares at her questionably, then comes to the realization that’s where she was kept, he cups her chin her face small in the palm of his hand and makes her look at him “you will never be near another basement ever again. Follow me” she nods and follows he opens a large grand door inside a beautiful room a huge canopy bed with

I blinked away the afterimages, and there before me were three men, each with gemstones that shone just as brightly as my own. My heart raced as I tried to make sense of the situation. “ Our Lycan kings have found their mate!” Yola, the priestess who oversees the ceremony announced. I became breathless, realizing who they were. I could hardly breathe as I took in their regal appearance, their eyes locked onto me with a fervor that sent shivers down my spine. One of the kings, his amber eyes burning with intensity, spoke, “Maeve, our gemstones have led us to you. You are our mate.”

I obeyed without hesitation. He studied me for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Then, with a slight nod, he turned to his warriors and ordered, “Leave us.” The warriors exchanged glances but obeyed without question, filing out of the room until we were alone. The silence that followed was heavy, charged with unspoken tension. The Lycan King leaned forward, his gaze never leaving mine. “You are my mate,” he said bluntly, his words hitting me like a physical blow. “I am not going to deny that. But I want you to keep it a secret. For now. Is that clear?”