Lycan Kings Second Chance Mate Novels & Stories

Before I even noticed him moving, a heavy, warm presence settled beside me. I looked up slowly through the blur of my unshed tears, my breath catching in my throat. King Damian was kneeling right there in the filthy mess of sharp, shattered crystal and wet stone. The legendary, unstoppable Lycan King—the man who ruled the entire realm with an iron fist—was down on his knees on the bare floor beside me.

“Even if he's still going to reject you, my mind can't be put at ease” I tried to piece her words together but it was still hard to understand what she was talking about. “What—” “You are the Lycan King’s second chance mate. I overheard your discussion with Maera” My heart dropped. She knows. She found out. Maera finding out when we didn't want anyone to was enough but now, Freya too…. She straightened her back and raised her eyebrows, shrugging her shoulders. “Henceforth, I can't let you live”

“Let me introduce you to King Alaric Anjou the Third. The King of all humans, werewolves, and magical creatures alike.” I nodded slowly, tracing the lines of the drawing. He looked so much like Lucien it made my skin crawl. “So he’s of French stock, too?” I asked, trying to keep my voice casual while admiring the picture. “Is that all you have to say?” Vivienne asked, her tone dripping with disappointment. “What did you want me to say?” I shot back. “I don't know—show that you're impressed! I just found out that the entity inside of you slept with the Lycan King himself. I cracked the code, Seraphina!” She threw her hands up in the air as if she had just won a marathon.

It seems since she came into the place, everything in her life has restructured. Her anger no longer got the worst of her, she no longer has her nightmares and she is_she might be falling in love. With her mate. Her, Emilia has a mate. A Lycan King for that matter. Emilia knew what is happening. This is the goddess trying to wag a tasty chunk of meat in front of her nostrils so that just when she is about to grab it, it would be yanked off, leaving her more hungry and miserable than before. It was part of the punishment she had to suffer for her sin. Emilia knew she deserved it, she deserved everything cruel life has to offer her, still, she couldn't help but hope. Hope for a miracle.

Eva. There was an odd personality among Lycan Kings and alpha kings. When they love, they will stick to their first fated mate. It would be unlucky for the second chance mate if she happened to come after the first fated mate’s death. She will never have an opportunity to be loved and adored by the royals. If that was the case, not only was I unlucky for being paired with the Lycan King, who could not get over with his mate, but I was the unluckiest of all.

Can I have more than one partner here? "Oh, I don't have to worry about him going to someone else. "As far as I know, no one else here is interested in him, and a lycan can only have one mate (except the King, of course)," she said. I felt a sharp pain in my chest, but I tried to hide it. I wondered if Lucian didn't like me because he was already thinking about someone else.

Her heart hastily raced, and she quickly reached to clutch her pounding chest. Lucian, who was still in fright, stood, his eyes never leaving hers. How long has it been? A hundred and sixty years, and he never thought that he would one day find his mate. He was told it was impossible. He was even deemed unworthy of being the king of the Lycans at some point because he was incapable of having a mate!

She cried recreantly and dropped to her knees. Power. I was just the daughter of a powerful Lycan King and look at how much power I had. Imagine the feeling when I became the immortal Carnage queen, where not just servants, maids, guards, and omegas would be bowing to me but also alphas of other packs. It was a crazy thought and I was so lost in it, I completely forgot the maid on her knees. “Are you just going to let her remain there? It’s been almost a minute.” My wolf said, snapping me out of my thoughts abruptly.

Daria waited, holding her breath, for Ariana to continue so she would finally understand what was wrong. “Yesterday, when we came close to the gate of this place, I felt something in the air. It was strong, spicy, and alluring. I couldn’t get enough of it and all my body shouted to know to whom the scent belonged. I followed it inside, only to find the man standing in the office. There were two. Davis, who was with us for some time during the trip and then Daniel...” Other words got stuck in her throat. Ariana couldn’t continue her explanation, but she didn’t have to. From the first two sentences Daria already knew what was going on. Her daughter got a second chance, mate. It wasn’t unheard

I couldn't appreciate that because Beta Robert was walking so fast that I had to catch up. "You will be a big asset to the lycan king…to us but the lycan king will talk to you personally for your role here," Mr. Cunningham. Role. I've never thought I could make use of the gossip I've heard back when I was at the packhouse. Everyone in the Eclipse Castle had their own role before they embraced the comfort inside the castle. Warriors. Slave. Courtesan. I just hope that I will be a slave or a warrior because I would kill myself if the lycan king wanted me to be one of his filles de joie.