Novel & Cerita Mated To The Lycan King

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} Luca Marino Every fucking thing I did were necessary evils. As a Lycan King and mafia lord, I was used to that principle. Over the years, that exact mantra led me to the top. Drunk Serena had accused that I was mean. But, she didn’t know of my world just yet. This is why I had come up with a deal to keep her around. Since she was my mate, I had to keep her around to be complete. Oh, so holy.

Stronger than any wolf I’d ever fought. But I wasn’t a wolf anymore. I was Lycan. Moon-blessed. Mate to a 300-year-old Lycan King. Mother to a Lycan prince. Carrying a Lycan princess. I slammed him into the ground and pinned him, claws at his throat, teeth bared at his jugular. “Yield,” I snarled, Lycan voice rumbling from my chest. He bucked under me, trying to throw me off. “Never! You’re mine!”

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.

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."

"What the hell are they planning to do? Are they going to force me to be with a female who is not my mate? I growled, my eyes black. “My king, with all due respect, you have already slept with all the females in the kingdom. Don't you think it's unreasonable for you to be upset now?” said the first elder. “You must only mark the woman and let her mark you. She will be crowned queen of the lycans, and your only duty will be to impregnate her as soon as possible...” The elder's words hung in the air when a loud roar echoed throughout the office. “I will never marry a damn bitch who is not my mate!”

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."