Mated To The Lycan King Novels & Stories

I’m cut off. “The Lycan king is only using you for his Mistress. He has a mate also. You mean nothing to him. So get this idea of a savior out of your head. You are nothing but the concubine to Alpha Leopold. It is time you came back and made this all right.” I hold my head in sorrow. What does he mean that the Lycan king has a mate? This can’t be happening again. I refuse to be used again. “Her name is Katarina. She is the next queen. It will never be you. So come back and fix this.” He looks me in the eyes. Pleading for the first time ever. “Please Kemira. It’s so bad there now. We need you.”

She continued to yell. The Lycan king didn't know what to do. This was the first time he was in this kind of situation. He looked at his mate, who was trying to free herself from his grip. Her eyes were dilated, and her mouth slightly opened. He could see the sweat breaking out on her forehead. He swallowed when naughty thoughts invaded his mind. Both of their naked bodies pressed together, with a marvelous warm body pressed against his bare chest. His eyes wandered from her forehead to her lips and he gulped when he trailed her face down to her neck, Her neck… where his mark should be.

He retorted once again, but I stood transfixed to a spot with my mouth hung wide agape. “Leave? That's all you intend to say? How shameless can you really be? You irritate me down to the core erebus.” I retorted, clenching my fists. I could feel my blood boiling at an insane range; it was killing me way too much to listen to whatever crappy words the bastard had said, but I had not expected him to yell at me for any reason. “Yes. Leave. Stop acting like we are lovers. I married you only because I need an excuse; you don't get to pass out orders for me, and it seems you have forgotten your place in this pack. I am the Lycan King , and you tried to steal from me!”

A moment later it was the lycan king who opened his eyes. "I don't want you to walk through this life alone anymore, my dear. I'll be there whenever you want me." After looking at his mate's face, the lycan king finally closed his eyes while hugging his mate's body. The night continued to roll on as the morning sun broke through the narrow slit of Raka Lycan Edward Slovasky's bedroom window. "Good morning, Luna Slovasky." The lycan king's voice gently greeted his mate who was beginning to open her eyes.

I could not grasp what she was saying that easily. Because of all the denial in my system, I could not help but laugh. It sounded so ridiculous! How could it be true? Was the witch playing with me? "It's impossible! The great king already had Queen Axianna back then as his mate... how could he be mated with another woman once again?" That was when Nidhi proceeded with her story. "The truth that most of us didn't know until now was the fact that the last Lycan King was a “Moon Child," and it meant that he was destined to have two mates."

she asks gently, her tone cautious but not pressing. I freeze, the pleasant atmosphere cracking like thin ice beneath heavy footsteps. My fingers twist in my lap, nails digging into my palms. For a moment, I consider deflecting, changing the subject, but the truth has been burning in my chest for too long. I exhale shakily and meet her gaze. "That he is the Lycan King," I say, the words tasting foreign yet bitterly familiar.

one spoke up. “Well, Alpha Zane I know you think you are not doing your part in containing a threat that is happening,” I spoke. “But the Lycan King has kidnapped my mate and is planning to force mark her and force her to become Queen of the Lycan but she didn’t even know she was a Lycan until she moved to New York.” “How does one not know they are Lycan?” he asked confused.

Silas stood up from his chair and returned quickly with a glass of water. I took them from his hands chugged them down my throat, and gave him back the empty glass. “Do you still want to marry her after what they did to you? You are a Lycan Dorian. A Lycan.” His voice shook. I started to button my shirt with a sly smile on my lips. “So do as I say, it’s an order.” I let out a low growl. “Yes, Alpha Dorian.” He bared his neck in submission and swallowed up the words he wanted to say. I could see the look on his face, how worried he looked.

As an ordinary werewolf, I found it unsettling to be addressed in such a manner, especially considering I had no connection to Lycan lineage. “The Lycan King says you are his mate and the future Luna of his pack,” the chief housekeeper explained. “So it’s only right that we treat you as such.” “But I’m not. I’m not his mate,” I insisted. “The Lycan King will be waiting for you downstairs,” they informed me, leaving no room for argument. ********** I opened the dining room, revealing a large table adorned with various food, and the Lycan sat at the far end, exuding charm and glory. He stood up and walked towards me, his eyes never leaving mine.

She is ours! The little wolf in front of me seemed as frozen as I was, but the ancient need within me grew stronger now that she stood there. I reached out, instinctively grabbing her by the neck. She gasped in surprise, and I pushed her backward, closing the door behind us and locking it. Yes, she was trapped now with the big, bad Lycan King.