Mated To The Lycan King By Jennifer Baker Mga Nobela at Kwento

his voice was low and rough when he took my name, like it was dragged from deep within. He stepped closer, so close I felt the heat rolling off him. My body hummed with need as his calloused fingers brushed my cheek, sending shivers down my spine. I leaned into his touch, craving more, and when his lips crashed into mine, it was like a spark igniting a wildfire. His kiss was fierce, hungry, stealing my breath as his tongue claimed my mouth. My knees weakened, and I clung to him as my hands fisted in his shirt. The funny part is, we hardly knew each other. I knew who he was. He was the grandson of the Lycan King. But did he know me? I bet he didn’t know more than my name.

My heart stuttered as the person stepped forward revealing himself to be the Lycan king, the Alpha of all Alpha's and instincts screamed both danger and something… deeper. How the hell did he even get in here? “Mate.” The word escaped my lips like a prayer and a curse, my chest tightening with an emotion I couldn’t name. Athena’s grip tightened. “What did you just say?” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding in my ears. “In this life…” I turned to face Athena who gripped my hands slowly, “I'm mated to the lycan king.” She placed her hands over her mouth in shock as I held on to her, unwilling to accept this.

“I'm a Lycan king and the Lycan Kings are aggressive and cruel, Mother!” Crossing her arms she gave me a sympathetic look. “Then you will learn how to be kind and passionate or lose your mate,” she stated simply causing me to furrow my brow at her being so blunt.

She massaged them, touching the sensitive tissue with precision. “Fuck.” I clenched my jaw because it felt so good. She had the skills of a call girl and the innocence of a bound slave. My cock couldn’t handle the lustful goodness. She was the best sex I’d ever had—hands down. My cock was in heaven and never wanted to leave. This was the pussy he wanted to fuck for all eternity. Could I ever really let her go? I promised If she couldn't handle my secrets and handle being with a cursed Lycan king , i would but everything was different. She gave me the kind of satisfaction no one else could ever give. What would I do without her?

Wow, how dare this pack Alpha try and make a fool out of me. I flex my fingers, creaking at the joints. I would show them the price of daring to challenge my authority. As for my mate, I take one look at the overly bright smiling face on the info sheet, and I can't help but roll my eyes. Oh, look at the thick, dull, black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose; look at the weak, harmless-looking baby face, lacking any power. Her silliness even spills out the photograph. Who am I? I am the Lycan King of the Aries Kingdom; I am the most powerful Lycan. But my mate is a weak and useless she-wolf. I groan, is this another joke the moon goddess has played on me, in addition to my curse?

"Once the curse begins, the rage will grow, and the prince will become bloodthirsty and kill his mate in the rage." It is well known that the Lycan is one of the most respected and strongest of the werewolves, especially the royal family, which rules all werewolves and enjoys supreme power and wealth. What is not clear, however, is just how painful the price has been. The first king went berserk and killed his mate. His mate's blood bathed his pupils. When he came to his senses, he lay by the body of the Queen and cried for three days and nights before dying of exhaustion.

He promised that he is never going to change and I was the one he truly loved but she had only been here for just some few hours and he was already moving mad and for the first time in years he used his commanding powers on me so that I wouldn’t have to command him any life . I was so going last at this moment , and I knew it . “ Abigail , I think you should just calm down from all that I have seen , I would want to tell you that regardless of how it turns out to be , the king holds you in high esteem and no matter what , he is going to love you and choose you over her a million times and going to make you that heir that you belong . “ What about being his wife Valerie? Valerie didn’t say a

THE PROPOSAL JADEN’S POV I stand in front of my father, the Lycan King, my fists clenched at my sides. I can't believe what he's asking me to do. He wants me to marry the daughter of the Vampire King, to form an alliance between our two races. "But father," I say, my voice shaking with anger. "I don't love her. I don't even know her. How can you ask me to marry someone I don't even care about?"

I couldn’t hold that against him. We dried ourselves off and got dressed. "I know we have a lot to talk about. We will do it after we deal with the vampires that have come to meet you," he said quietly. "I hope you know that killing a long reigning Vampire king was not as easy as you made it seem. You are something else," he whispered and kissed my lips. Electricity buzzed through my lips which made my toes curl. I had missed him. "The vampires that Vasilik sired and were accountable for are now under your rule. You are their Queen now." His thumb caressed my jaw. I blinked. What?

However, the beta could still not wrap his head around Jordy's disappearance. Even the lycan king had taken interest in the search for Jordy and wasted no time in helping them with the troops and resources that they needed, after all, it was no longer news that Jordy had also been mated to the Lycan king - which was another discovery the beta found rather strange. Jordy was a boy who had been mated to two men, could the goddess get any trickier? - and the man was only interested in getting his mate back. His actions were very understandable.