Lycan Kings Second Chance Mate Novels & Stories

“Forgive me, my king but we the elders request humbly that you select one of the lycan girls as your Luna.” “Are you telling the king what to do?” It was Ethan this time. The elder's nose flared and his jaw tightened. Derrick cleared his throat. He came down his throne podium and stood before the elders. “Lia is my mate, will you be responsible for the consequences if I rejected her for another woman?” “When did the king start worrying about the consequences of rejecting a mate?” someone chimed from the crowd. Ethan tried to reprimand the speaker but Derrick stopped him. Again he called the elder name and said: “You have a wife and two kids, right?”

He looked dignified and commanded attention. The air around us is still being face to face with the Lycan King. His dark eyes bore into mine. On both of his sides were two men who looked sharp as ever. His securities? My mouth gaped open. This was the first time I saw the Lycan King. His clothes were simple, but enough to command his attention. My wolf whimpered as she looked up. ‘Mine.’ My steps faltered. He is my second chance mate?

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."

It was stronger, and there was this pressure that came to me and made me gasp, before I realized what was happening. Ho- how was this possible?! I have heard about second chance mates before, but it rarely happens. Not when it only happens once in a century. So, the- the- the Lycan King was my second chance mate?! My mate?! Oh my, moon goddess. Why don't you just bury me, since you hate me so much? Though, finding out that the Lycan King, whom I had just offended, was my second chance mate, was not the only thing that happened to me.

If offspring were rare in the Lycan world, grandkin were even more so. “For once, it’s not the King who troubles me,” I admitted, though King Zavan certainly managed well enough to stay adjacent. “He has another personal handmaiden, named Paige.” “Ah, jealousy.” “I am not jealous!” I protested. “She consumes my days with menial labor, all of them being her own responsibilities. Now she directly threatens my well-being. It’s no trivial jealousy.” Meymey only laughed. “Peace, child. I had meant Paige– it does not surprise me that the presence of the King’s true mate threatens her so.”

The elders had expected this announcement at long last and it seemed most of them realized it would take a queen to survive. “Being Lycan King, I will decide my mate and being elders it’s your duty to give her respect no matter who she is.” One of the oldies came out and he was an old man having grey hairs with sharp eyes. “Yes, Your Majesty, we will obey you. But tell us, whom did you have chosen as a life partner?” I breathed deeply before I spoke the words that would shatter the room. "Lyra." A heavy silence fell. Then, as if someone had just lit a fire in the room, whispers and gasps started erupting.

I asked, and they gave each other some looks before facing me. “Should I leave?” I asked and they quickly shook their heads. “Apologies my lord” one of them said and I scoffed. “We thought, since your former mate is gone, you should try to get another mate and, since you and Miss Naomi seem close, we thought she should be your mate”, one of the elderly said and I leaned back on the chair while they waited in silence to hear my response. I don't have it in mind to make Naomi my Luna, she is just someone that satisfies my sex urge.

He wanted no one but him to establish any closeness with Xylia. He wanted to be dominant, obsessive and possessive while treating her like dirt. The lycan prince was well aware of this and so he would not allow it. He would continue to seize the opportunity to get his revenge. This was, after all, what he had come for. It was just his luck - he was yet to tell if it was good or bad - that he found his mate. Maybe it was bad luck because the lycan king was also a mate. Talk about the Moon Goddess being a creator of mystery and drama. Bringing two of them to share a mate! What a 'nice' plan!

Stronger than any wolf I’d ever fought. But I wasn’t a wolf anymore. I was Lycan. Moon-blessed. Mate to a 300-year-old Lycan King. Mother to a Lycan prince. Carrying a Lycan princess. I slammed him into the ground and pinned him, claws at his throat, teeth bared at his jugular. “Yield,” I snarled, Lycan voice rumbling from my chest. He bucked under me, trying to throw me off. “Never! You’re mine!”

In fact, the best way they welcome a visitor from lands beyond Bloomington was by offering them an Attendant that would offer them pleasure. As the two naked males stood by the corner, with one spanking and slotting his phallus into the other, Draco filled his belly with more drink, eyes narrowing. After last night, Draco had gone into his chambers searching anywhere in all Abbator's mating grimoire where lycans were offered second chance mates, but from his research, their kind only got one opportunity at getting a fated mate. Draco was left confused at what was happening. Having a second chance mate had never happened before. Well, from what he knew, only demons had the opportunity to mate