Mated To The Lycan Prince Novels & Stories

Till he grew on me, and I now yearn for his presence. “That’s okay. You can stand.” Ryan looks down at my hand, and grips it tighter. “I’m going to begin in the way it was done in the good old days. Once upon a time. A Lycan king married the female heir to a pack, and that made them join the sets together. The clan and pack were joint as one, bearing the name Green, as we didn’t want to call it either a clan or a pack. The both sets lived together and the Moon Goddess even began to give out mates from the diverse sets. So the leadership would always be an Alpha and a Lycan queen, just to maintain the balance, as it was detected early that Lycan are stronger and having one as a king over them

What’s going on with her? It’s close to a week now since DeLorna last saw him. She’s been asking questions about creatures like him, and just two days ago she learnt he was not a wolf but a lycanthrope. No wonder he made a statement on the first night they met, “I ain’t a wolf.” DeLorna also went ahead making research about how Lycans communicate with their mates, and she’s been trying the mind-link method since the day of her discovery. “ Urgh, fu*king answer me. “ She opened her eyes. “ Guess that’s only for the wolves.” She sighed in defeat.

Piece by piece. An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth, so they say. With my face filled with salty water, and the mixture of rain, I started to consider going back to Lyconia. Yes, Horland might have said he was not interested in me anymore, and my one-night stand might have ripped me of my virginity, but there’s one thing I’m sure about, the Lycan king has given me a chance to be his, and with him by my side, I can find my parents killer, and also have a good life with him, after all, he seems to love me. I was sure when he beat up Horland for me. “That was why I got you a therapist. If you know–”

Prince Mykal? I repeat stupidly to myself, unable to stop gaping at the breathtaking man before me. I knew the name, of course. It always pays to know the name of your enemy. Prince Mykal Boreal, eldest son of the Lycan King, and next in line for the throne. Everything in me stops suddenly. Wait, did he just say I was his mate? I look at him, aghast. How is that possible? He's a Lycan! I'm a Werewolf. We're enemies. And yet…

“Oh, I see now. He sneers Is this the reason why you were so proud and full of yourself, treating everyone that as a low rank, like rubbish, and then you act like an angel in front of the royal family? A devil in disguise. Hehe, he-he he-he he-he. Bitch. Wake up from your crazy spell dream. You're not going to be crowned the queen. How can an evil beast like you be the mother of the Lycans?” Even if I'm blessed or fated to have a mate like you, I won't resist rejecting your sorry ass as my mate, Who in his right sense will want an evil being like you as their mate. The lycan prince is not going to marry you because the goddess doesn't pair an evil thing with the good ones. But don't worry lo

Snapped the wolf, with some fear in his voice, Flavius opened his hand and Rufus was let free from the invisible field that was restraining him. Flavius found a chair in the middle of all the damaged furniture, and sit himself down, looking as if he owned the place. "For your information, I found that Queen Alexa as returned to Zulcan, with Prince Edwin by her side, they've mated, becoming the first Lycan Mated Couple in thousands of years!" "What is a Lycan Mated Couple?" Asked Rufus, in total confusion, he couldn't care less of what the Queen and the prince had become.

“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.

His impassive expression intensified my worry. I stood up in front while he wore his eyeglasses and started asking me questions.”Now, Lady Carrie. Can you tell me how Silverfang was founded?” I swallowed my saliva before starting to narrate the pack’s history. “In the year 1108, Prince Aldo de Gilgamesh, the heir to the Lycan throne, discovered his mate, Lyanna Caramelo. He saw her by the river, filling a jar with water. At that very moment, he knew she was the mate bestowed upon him by the moon goddess. That night, the Lycan prince marked her as his own and made a promise to return to Lycaon to marry her.”

The pane was cold under my palm, and somewhere past the treeline a dog was barking on a long chain. Every time I tried to empty my head, it filled right back up. Tyler's face at the gate. The way Vera had stepped between us, small and fierce and certain, her hand on my arm, warm and steady. The way she'd said my mate to his face and meant me. I pressed my forehead against the glass. Those words weren't for me. But they landed somewhere I didn't want to look at. Go to sleep. You're a lycan prince. This is beneath you. She has a fated mate. This is pointless.

I had this soldier back in the days, when I was in the Royal army, there are many things you have to go through to be fully braided as a Lycan prince. We had this comrade, he was mated to his Lycan. I had never really seen someone go crazy before. But I think I had seen it. At first, he had felt the loss of their bond even before he saw her dead body. She had been attacked by a dominating and opposing pack during the time.