Marriage Alliance With The Lycan Monarch Novels & Stories

"It will be beneficial for you to marry me because I am popular. I came from the second strongest pack and I have a blood of a Lycan. Our tandem can make you even more powerful. Sex will just be one of your perks once you marry me." Lucian laughed at her argument. He had no idea what the hell Scarlett had taken before she came here. Could it be some kind of drugs that it made her become delusional? "You have no idea what you’re dealing with," he said warily. "We are not even mates." "Oh, come on! We don’t really need to be mates to marry each other, Lucian. As Lycans, we can choose whoever we want to be our mates.” Scarlett put her fingers on the button of his polo.

My heart ached and I saw tears in her eyes. "Do you want to tell me about it?" I asked gently. "I was in a relationship with a Lycan man for over a year but had to end it because I'm to be married soon," "Is the Lycan man Jamal Chasia?" I asked and her eyes twinkled as she nodded. I wasn't too surprised because I had my suspicions. "Why can't you be with Jamal if you love him," I asked. "Duty, alliances, bloodlines, and so many factors. I am destined to marry one of the Wizard king's sons; Kian or Norman,"

But on the condition that his daughter gets married to the Lycan prince and he was happy when the Lycan king agreed to the condition. Zendaya wanted it. She knew Lucian and was obsessed with him ever since she was a child and she keep her obsession a secret. When her father told them that the Lycan king wanted a peace treaty, she seized the opportunity and begged her father to make her marriage with the Lycan prince a condition. She knew he wasn't mated and she wanted to grab him first. She was extremely happy when the Lycan king agreed to the condition. She was going to get married to the man she'd wanted all her life. Lucian. ________________

I hated the effect she had on me, especially my wolf. Clenching my fists, I allowed Sophia, my soon-to-be Luna, to touch my body, although I hated the feel of her skin against mine. But it was a necessary evil for my kingdom. Lycans were not easy creatures to control, and even the females were hard to manage.

Something Alpha Hillary wasn't ready to talk about. Whatever Gamma Micah had on Alpha Hillary had to be damn serious for him to have released Zachary without a second thought. Going against the laws of the Pack. As much as I hated his sudden decision, I had no choice but to stick to it. In the end, I was a Lycan King, not a werewolf. And I wasn't officially Jordy's mate yet. There has not been an official mating ceremony, so whatever rights I had here had a great, annoying limitation. Sad, but true.

The elders. I stayed quiet and listened. “This rejection is a scandal,” Elder Marcus said. “Publicly casting aside a fated mate weakens us. Other packs will smell the instability.” Aunt Helena answered sharply. “What do you suggest? The damage is done.” Another elder spoke. “We have been negotiating alliances for months. The northern territories grow restless. War is close if we don’t secure something solid.” There was a long pause. “There may still be a solution,” Elder Marcus said. “The Lycan King requested a political bride weeks ago. We could offer Seraphina. A contract marriage to strengthen ties and repair our image.”

A somber note touched our small circle at the mention of those who'd conspired against us. Minister Krea, Minister Stavros, Minister Bennett, Lord Cassius, and the two Alphas – Benjamin Thorne and Michael Barker – had formed an alliance to prevent the strengthening of Lycan-werewolf relations. My kidnapping had been their desperate attempt to force a wedge between our species, using an ancient law that would have prevented Theo from mating me if another's mark had been forced upon me first.

But the room was vast, filled with towering shelves of ancient texts, scrolls, and records of the kingdom’s history. If there were answers about the mate bond, about why she was changing… they would be here. She ran her fingers along the spines of old books, scanning the titles. Most were written in the old tongue—Lycan script, which she could barely decipher. She frowned, pulling down a thick, dust-covered tome. The moment she opened it, the scent of aged parchment filled the air. She flipped through the pages, skimming the old inked words. "The bond between Lycan and mate is sacred, written in blood and soul. To reject it is to suffer. To embrace it is to be transformed."

“Then we have mates. Humans call it soulmates. Unlike humans who search for theirs, the Moon Goddess—the deity watching over us—chooses our mate. Most find theirs after getting their wolf at eighteen, but some don’t until the time is right.” “Woah,” Mason muttered again. “That world is indeed complicated. Definitely not like folktales and movies.” He nodded slowly, then recalled something and asked Ste-phen , who had begun setting the dining table, “And Lycans?” “Lycans are stronger, faster, and tend to live much longer than werewolves, who have almost the same lifespan as humans. We were chosen as guardians long ago by the Moon Goddess. The bloodline continues.” Mason blinked, his expressio

"Are you now asking the people to go against her?" "If they want to," Kyren shrugged. "I told you, we're not big on the Moon Goddess thingy. We acknowledge her, but we don't expect her laws to affect our lives. Marriages among Lycans are strategic and purposeful. There's no such thing as marrying for love either. That is overrated." No wonder Kael had been ready to walk out of our mate bond from the beginning. It was the Lycan mentality.