Mated To The Lycan King Novels & Stories

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?

“Must determine the pedigree of the young female. Now is a Lycan and mates with the Lycan king Conri Rex. Council representatives will conduct a DNA test during the meeting.” “What the hell? Who am I,” I muttered sourly and Conri growled sternly and said, “You're mine no matter what.” Hearing a knock we turned to the office door opening and Monica popped her head inside. “The pack doctor has arrived and is with your dad, I mean Jax, and fixing his injuries,” she informed us. “Can we wait at the guard's shack to hear if he was successful,” I asked the King. Nodding he stood and told his mother that he registered me to the pack and as his mate. Monica beamed brightly and congratulated us both.

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.”

Losing his elite betrothed and being suddenly mated to a servant who had flung herself cheaply at him last night in order to get back at her horrible ex. “We’re having the mating ceremony immediately at her place. It’ll be private.” He added, his tone calm and matter-of-factly. My forehead creased in disbelief. So fast? This was all happening too quickly for me to even process. “I…” I started to speak, but my voice cracked. Clearing my throat, I tried again, painfully aware that the man standing before me wasn’t just some stranger from last night. He was THE Lycan King. Can you even imagine the twist?

“No Aida…no silver, no wolfsbane.” “But, please, just hear me out. If it was a choice between them and me, you’d make the right choice?” A menacing growl rattles from his chest and I was starting to see that I was now mated to the Lycan King. “And what choice would that be Aida?” He spits out in anger. “If it isn’t obvious yet Lance, then it will be!” I scowl back at him, making my thoughts very clear through our link. He takes a deep breath in before exhaling slowly, calming his anger.

They mostly cherish and care for their mates because if they lose them, they would forever be broken, but in reverse was the case in my situation; my mate wanted me dead, probably why he made me the royal food taster knowing how dangerous the job was. Sighing, I pulled myself up and was about to move when there was a sudden knock on the door. Knowing my bedmate, she wouldn’t knock before entering, so I was certain that she wasn’t the one. Lifting my brows and pushing up my lips, I masked my pains and presented a polite face as I opened the door. “Yes?” “The king requires your presence in his chamber,” delivered the lycan guard wolf who was standing before me. I could tell his identity from h

Ariana wasn’t the only one who wished to claim him, but most likely the stupidest one to think she could do so. “Of course, mother. I am his mate! He can’t just send his mate away. That’s not how the mate works. Yesterday, we spent a beautiful night together, and he told me to call him by his name. Sure, he must have felt the bond between us. Why else would he stay with me the whole night?” Ariana couldn’t properly understand the reality of her situation and the nature of the Lycan king. What happened to her happened to many other girls in the capital, and Daria had to break this down to her daughter to make her understand.

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."

In fact, it had me losing more of my appetite. “For lycans, there is nothing more intimate and binding than the mate bond. For humans, there is nothing more intimate and binding than marriage. So, Ariya, Nicholas, you two will be getting married. You’ll be a starting point, a foundation upon which our co-existence begins. And then, perhaps sometime in the future, we can finally close the giant rift between our kinds.”

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.