Lycan Mate Novels & Stories

If she would accept him as her mate. Unlike normal werewolves, who felt a pull to their mate, was destined for them, Lycan’s chose mates. Oftentimes they had several mates in the pursuit of creating as many offsprings as possible, something he had not and likely would not be successful in. Other times they took life mates. After finishing the meat, Viper made his way back onto the ship with it in hand. Placing most of it into the large cooler, he prepared to cook the rest for the evening meal. He'd just began to smoke the meat when the young male came in.

I've heard about werewolves and lycans, and I still don't understand the difference between them. "Do you wanna know what differentiates a lycan from a werewolf?" She asked, reading my mind. I nodded. "Lycans are more sensitive and smarter than werewolves." "Which is more dangerous?" I asked. "It has been said that lycans are the deadliest of the two." "No wonder why you seem kind and nicer to me." She looked at me and smiled. "And I won't say the maids aren't, just not used to them yet. But…" I was gonna mention the king but I declined doing so. I don't want her to think I hate her husband so much.

“Lily’s father is the Alpha of Grainjer pack, one of the most powerful werewolf packs. Our union has been blessed by him so our pack will benefit from his support and protection. I will not let you ruin that because of your petty selfishness.“ “Petty selfishness? I’m the selfish one here?” It all felt like I was stuck in a fever dream. “Kylan love, let’s get this over with already. You have nothing left to say to this lowlife, severe the mate bond. Do it now.” Lily demanded and I could see where this was leading. No way. There was absolutely no way I was going to give him the satisfaction of rejecting me. “Fine.” I said. “Have it your way. I, Maya Renshaw, reject you, Alpha Kylan Greene, as

“Let me take the lead because I want to test something out.” She looks at the clearing before turning her head back at me, nodding. “That’s fine as long as you or he asks what I want to know as well.” She shrugs, and I nod in agreement. “But you still didn’t answer my question.” I roll my eyes. “Lycans can only reproduce with their fated mates once we’ve been marked and mated.” “Chosen mates?” “Not that I’m aware of, but that one I genuinely can’t remember.”

Dee says with a sad sigh. “Can we talk about one other thing? It isn’t something seen among werewolf in many centuries, but something I observed happens, though infrequently among Lycans,” My mother interjects. I nod and she continues, “You mentioned your mates kissing and having a close bond that you found enticing…knowing they are part Lycan, this is more normal than if they were just werewolf. Lycans are often mated to their twin if they have one and will share the same mate or multiple mates. I know it seems odd, but Lycans are fewer than most other species and have biological differences as one of the oldest species. Lycans are predecessors of werewolves and of vampires. The two races w

he said, and I looked at him confused. “Since Lycans can choose their own mates and there is no special string connecting them to that special person. We chose our own mates,” he explained, and I smiled. “I didn’t know much about Lycans, but I know that much,” I said, and he sighed. “So Lycan Grayson and his wife got married as a deal of a kind. They both benefit from the alliance,” he explained. “Okay, and how do they benefit?” I asked him and he thought about it.

He drops on his knees before the livid Aerol’s Lycan. “Aerol, Babe, please,” he pleads, desperation evident in his voice. The chickens have come home to roost. “No! I Aerol of Golden and Ruber packs, reject you Alloy of Lily pack as my mate!” This is a mess. Aerol is a Lycan, she is not likely to live without her mate. She said this a while ago and we did not take it too seriously. We had all hoped that Orlaith will be the one mated to Alloy.

____________________ Back at the Lycan clan, the Lycan king, Marius was a middle-aged man. He was tall and handsome and had beautiful cobalt-blue eyes. A ruthless man and he ruled the Lycan clan with an iron fist. The Lycans were usually stronger than the werewolves but they were extremely strong due to the workload he'd make them do and the Lycans hated him. He had a mate, Eliza. An extremely beautiful woman with blonde hair and deep black coloured eyes, she was tall as well. She was a daughter of a noble and rich Lycan father. She and Marius had been mated since she was eighteen and he was twenty. But she was as ruthless as her husband and more cunning than he was. She was the mother of t

“Since when do you gush over these two?" “Easy for you to say,” she snapped at me, rolling her eyes. “You are their mate so you don’t understand.” A snort escaped me. The tension lightened a little. She threw me a brief, warning glare through her lashes, her face flushing crimson as she tried to cover her panic. "I am a born Lycan, Keren.” She hissed. “Respect for the lineage is ingrained in our blood, no matter what. It’s an instinctual reaction."

Yes, I forgot to tell you that my parents had this silver kind of eye that seems to shine. "Sweetheart, you don't have to be sad. Unlike werewolves, lycans are granted the right to choose their own mates just like humans. It's very unlikely for a lycan to be fated with a werewolf. So, you don't have to worry about some measly wolf… you can get anyone you like as your mate" my mother explained. Was that truly possible? But…I love him. "Don't worry, I will look for the perfect partner for you. But for now, you have to focus on your training," my father said.