Mated To The Lycan King By Jennifer Baker Novels & Stories

I inhaled deeply to calm my racing heart and soon, I was laughing with a hand over my face when reality hit me. I, a powerful Lycan King, was a total mess for this woman. "Oh Aurelia, you do not know what you've done. You've brought both man and beast to their knees," I thread my fingers through her hair and kiss her back. "I could do this all day."

After crowning Regina as the Luna of the pack, I would then keep my mate with me and complete the mating bond. I am sure Maya would never say no to me. Seeing Maya at the auction arena had me seeing red. I didn't know who dared defy my orders and sent her here. That had to be that hateful bitch Regina. I was just enjoying the feeling of having my mate in my arms when she was ripped away from me by the Lycan King, something that had my blood boiling. " Get your filthy hands off my…" he trailed off, not completing his statement. I hated the fact that I couldn't tackle him and fight for what's mine.

"The one the prophecy foretold has awakened. She's in danger, and her light will burn even those she's meant to save." His jaw tightened, and a flash of uneasy irritation crossed his face. "What prophecy? Do I look like I have the time for this?" "The one of the Flame Reborn," she said softly. "The one mated to the Lycan King of the North. Their destinies are entwined. She's his first and last. Yet, he's one of the many choices." Nothing was making sense. He didn't have the gift of interpretation, but he obviously knew what being the first meant.

Before I even noticed him moving, a heavy, warm presence settled beside me. I looked up slowly through the blur of my unshed tears, my breath catching in my throat. King Damian was kneeling right there in the filthy mess of sharp, shattered crystal and wet stone. The legendary, unstoppable Lycan King—the man who ruled the entire realm with an iron fist—was down on his knees on the bare floor beside me.

"Healers, grain, tents, lumber. They will help the survivors, and they will rebuild every house. It will not undo what happened. But it is a start." I looked at him for a long time. "It is a start," I said. "I want to go see it when it is done." "I will take you." "I did not say I forgive you." "I did not ask," Kael said. "Not yet." The council hall was cold and packed with Lycan lords. I stood beside Kael's chair, trying to look like I belonged. My shoulder ached. A big officer with a gray scar stepped forward. I knew him. He was the one who had stared at me in the square like I was a bug.

Tingles spread over my body, and I turned to putty in his hands. “Mate,” he whispered in my ear. “I will come for you.” My eyes were closed tight, and he disappeared. But I know he will come back for me. He is my mate. Cycle 452. Veyn 6 of the Bloodroot Bloom The Lycan King came for me today. He claimed me as his mate, but my father told him he couldn’t have me. “No Queen of the Two Realms will mate with a Lycan.”

I had to act quickly. "Try and find out from your brother how he got to meet this... wretched thing," the old man muttered as he shuddered. "We need to get to the root of the matter. A Lycan King being mated to an Omega is one that has never been heard of--"

Lycan King Harrison walls is a 125 years old lycan who became king at the age of 25 when his father died in a war with Vampire's.He is ruthles king who owns multiple businesses in human and supernatural worlds .He has a beautiful family who stays together in a pack house. His family includes His Grandparents, mother 2 sisters and 1 youger brother and few of his cousins. He is looking for his mate form past 100 years and lost his hope of finding her.

“Now the mating ceremony is complete. Our Lycan King, Alpha Dominic and Princess Vivian, are now proclaimed mates; Alpha and Luna of the Whitewolf Pack.” The Lycan King?! I nearly staggered to the ground. Holy moon goddess, save me! I could already feel the tears pricking the back of my eyes. The Lycan King rose to his feet, his form intimidating. I could feel his gaze burning through my veil. I prayed he wouldn't ask me to unveil myself. Maybe I could slip out and make a run for it before the mistake was discovered. But right at that moment, the door flew open and a regal-looking woman rushed in.

He took the empty stool beside me. For some reason, talking to him felt easy. Natural. We exchanged jokes. Traded sarcastic remarks. And for the first time all night, I found myself genuinely smiling. The stranger eventually lifted his glass. "Darius." I blinked. "Darius?" "Darius Draven." The name hit me immediately. My eyes widened. Everyone knew that name. The Lycan King. The most powerful Lycan alive. Darius seemed to notice my surprise. "That look never gets old."