Mated To The Lycan King By Jennifer Baker Novels & Stories

“When the time comes, we shall let Alpha Blake take the fall for us.” Alpha Gregory's head tilted back. “Alpha Dante,” he called, “I get that Blake let his anger get ahead of him but still this is not right.” Alpha Dante laughed. “You fool. You will chew your words if only you could see through the tricks of that cunning fellow.” Alpha Gregory leaned forward curious. “Tricks? What tricks?” “I didn't plan on telling you yet but I see you are still blindfolded by Blake's deception. The Lycan King bride? Doesn't she look familiar to you?”

Our muzzles touched, and together, we lifted our heads and howled. It was music and magic and meaning. A soul song echoing into the stars. When we shifted back, breathless beneath the moonlight, there was no shame. Only purity. Only bond. I felt it more strongly than ever now. Lucian cupped my cheek. “You are my alpha female now. My Queen. My moon.” “And you,” I whispered, “are the only home I’ll ever need.” The priestess raised her hands to the night sky and announced. “So it is done. The Lycan King is mated and bound.”

Symphony said as she felt the bond between them grow stronger with every syllable she spoke. She felt the air around them swirl. She saw Alexanders eyes glow red as Dax acknowledged Starlett as his mate and future queen. She waited for Alexander to accept their mate bond, nervously. “I, Alexander David Silverstone king of Lycans, accept you Symphony Marie Greywood, as my mate and future queen of the Lycans.” Alexander said to her. She felt like time had stopped. Starlett had accepted Dax as her mate.

I felt a strange feeling of need and despair, as if I needed something to calm my nerves. Tristan poured another drink, his fingers brushing mine as he offered. "So, Veronica, who is this guy that's giving you so much trouble?" I took a sip and let the alcohol burn my throat before answering. "These are the Lycan Kings, Lucas and Simon." Tristan's eyebrows furrowed. "Ah, twins. They have a good reputation. And you alone." I nodded, feeling the warmth of the drink spread through me. "Yes. I don't think I want to bring it."

I know where he is headed with his question. “That is the Prince’s decision to make.” My father comes to my aid again but Beta Karl doesn't seem to be getting it at all and he only presses on. “The next full moon is just a few months away. If the prince does not reject his mate on time and get a new one, he wouldn't be able to succeed you, Alpha Sean. We all know the laws of the pack that governed every Lycan King and Alphas before you. An Alpha or a Lycan King cannot succeed his predecessor without a Luna by his side.” Beta Karl quotes and I set my jaw as he speaks the harsh truth.

The search was over, and love had triumphed. I squiz the paper more, feeling the pain of having to fake all these sweet moments. I don't even know why this is necessary. But I heard that the Lycans believe much in the mate bond and that their king should have a mate. As I arrived at the venue, I saw another girl dressed decently, like a princess. When I asked Emily, she said that they had to make it real. To appear that one of us isfor each of the princes, while I am actually for both of them.

"She's a nobody in my book. Unfortunately, she's our king's fiancée. Soon-to-be Lycan Queen." My heart stopped beating for what felt like an eternity as the information hit me like a shard of glass to the chest. My fists clenched with anger and pain. I hadn't expected that. I hadn't expected such a revelation. The Lycan King had a fiancée? He already had someone who would become his queen. So why... why did he do it? "Why did he mark me and claim me as his mate?" I whispered to myself, my body trembling as I craned my neck to watch the doorway through which the woman had disappeared.

“Seeing as you have accomplished that, you may see to the many other tasks that require your attention.” “My Beta–” Paige protested. “We are all busy upon the campaign’s end and the King’s return to palace regency. Go. Now.” Paige looked as if she were about to push, before thinking better of it. She bowed, tightly uttering, “My Beta.” And then, shooting a last piercing glare at me, she left. I was still simmering, though maybe it shouldn’t have surprised me that even in the upper ranks I would be scorned by Lycan women. I was mated to the King Alpha– why would that happen to a slovenly werewolf, while they were all overlooked?

the female spoke softly with a smile. “WHAT IS THIS NONESENSE?" The king yelled angrily as he got annoyed witnessing the females actions. “Oh? You still don't understand? Let me break it down for you." The female said, then explained, “My name is Maria Coldheart, and I am the Luna of the Blackburn pack. My darling alpha here wanted me to get some fresh air outdoors, so he sent me here to play you for a fool." “In other words, Rogue King, you're dead meat,” Derrin said, completing Maria's sentence.

Maverick scoffed at her question. Mya rolled her eyes at him. "Calm down, Maverick. She's not the cause of your bitterness." With a sweet smile plastered on her face, she turned back to Cinnia. "Denzel is our Lycan King. The blood demons are the ones to be terrified at what he'll do to them." Cinnia's tense shoulders relaxed and she breathed out a sigh. "Are you happy, Cinnia Ramilek?" Maverick asked, his stare boring into her soul through the rearview mirror.