Mated To The Lycan King Novels & Stories

A lot of destruction has already been caused and they don't want to cause it further. Lycan King taps his shoes on the floor, waiting for his mate to step down and bring her to his house so he can finally claim her. He could have done the same thing back at his house in the afternoon, but he didn't because he wanted to take her with him in front of her parents to show her that she now has no one to look to except him and that now she has no nowhere to run.

Then, he tightly grabbed my wrist and loudly declared to everyone present, “This is my mate, Emily! I finally found her!” It was like a declaration of sovereignty. The old king with the crown spoke to Prince Leon in a hoarse and dignified tone, “So, she is your destiny’s mate?” At the same time, he looked at me with disdain. “This girl looks no different from an ordinary female wolf!” “Nick, we must accept the arrangement of Luna!” The woman looked up and said to me in a solemn tone. “Girl, turn your neck around and let us see the mark on you!” Gina combed my hair into a royal high bun.

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.

Liam stood tall, his eyes ablaze with determination, as he summoned his most trusted men to accompany him on the search for Liliana. The time for uncertainty was over; he would not rest until he found his missing mate. The palace gates swung open, revealing the imposing figure of the Lycan King and his loyal warriors, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

My hand paused on the last notebook. Kori's mother chimed in as if auditioning for Court Snake of the Year. "On the other hand, my daughter has been trained in the finest ways to be a beta since she was a child. She's been recognized as the best of the pack. It's said the Lycan King needs a beautiful and talented wife by his side. The people would be more at ease with someone established like Kori, wouldn't they?" Ah. So that's the game. Throw me under the bus. Push Kori forward. Classic opportunist behavior.

The lady who was about to pick a fight with me, the other time before we got attacked, broke the silence. “Maybe if you had kept quiet, you wouldn’t be here.” I attacked her before screaming in pain. Quickly, I moved by hand to the back of my neck, which just burned red before laughing out like a mad woman. “Well, if you must know…” I paused, teasing playfully as I watched their Alpha stare at me in anger. “The Lycan king is on his way already, and he’s getting closer,” I smiled, looking at the Alpha, who seemed to be scared.

"She agreed to marry the Lycan King and her wedding with him..." "I heard you correctly!" I yelled at him. "Why would she agree to marry him when she is my mate?" I muttered out loud. "Why..." "I heard she is the Lycan King's mate," he said and I stared at him. "She is whose mate?" "The Lycan King mate" "How is that possible? She is my mate!" How can she be mated to two... I blinked. Is that even possible? Is it possible that she is mated to the Lycan King as well as me?

he added. I wasn't scared of the Lycans or any royals. It was the Lycan prince, my mate, who troubled me. Yes, I was mated to a Lycan prince and future king. Being mated to a Lycan was already challenging, let alone a prince destined to be king. Since discovering his infidelity, I've been plagued by chest pain.

"You are now tied in bond, in body, mind and soul. You may kiss the bride." I was still marveled at how the Kycan King effortlessly had Morris by his side as his mate now. Morris, my former attendant, now the Lycan Queen. I watched as they pressed their lips together in a faint kiss, not more than a second before Morris stepped back, her cheeks red and her lip glossy.

Then, ignoring my stiff, fearful posture, he slipped one massive arm under my knees and the other around my back. He lifted me effortlessly. I gasped, stiffening my spine, terrified of his brutal strength. But the moment my body pressed against his broad chest, the mating bond surged. The warmth radiating off him was a drug. My treacherous muscles melted. I instinctively buried my face into the crook of his neck, inhaling the rich scent of cedar. My baby suddenly stopped crying, lulled by the deep, rhythmic beat of the King's heart. "Keep the gold, dead man," the Lycan King growled over his shoulder, "Consider it payment for your miserable life. For now."