Mated To The Lycan Prince Novels & Stories

His voice was low, a deep rumble that vibrated right through my ribcage. I backed up a step, my heel catching on a root. The prince of the Lycan kingdom. The thought made my throat go dry. "Your majesty," Luka gasped from the dirt. He dropped to both knees, his palms flat in the grass. "I did not know she was your mate. Please forgive me." The prince did not look back at him. He kept his purple eyes locked on my face, watching the way my pulse jumped in my neck. "Yes, I know, Luka," the prince said, his voice dropping an octave. "But now you do. And I want you to respect that. Clear?"

One moment, I was half-naked and vulnerable, huddled in a damp cave with a dominant Lycan Prince claiming me as his mate. One moment, I was half-naked, damp, and shivering in a cave, with a Lycan Prince looming over me like some overconfident predator announcing I was his mate. The next, I was dressed like a reluctant runway model, tucked into the plush interior of a limited-edition Maybach.

the Lycan Prince uttered through his gritted teeth because he knew the pain he was feeling at that moment and the way it was writhing for his mate, the worst inside him would end up harming her brutally, especially when she was just a human with no supernatural powers. “Keep her away from me until the very first ray of the dawn,” he warned Nero by peering at him with her burning crimson eyes. Nero reluctantly nodded his head because he knew this night was rather going to break the Lycan's Prince's Curse or it was going to end his life completely if he would continue to keep himself away from his mate, Anisia, who had already started getting that strange feeling of something was about to happ

mused Prince Jasper. “Yes, same here. Herthia and Eugenie are absolute no's, we all know that hybrids have no chance of mating with Royal Lycans,” sighed Andric. “If Harad celebrates his mating in a big way and the Alphas arrive with their daughters, we might find ours among them.”

“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.

Andre and I turned to look at each other and I took a deep breath. “I, Andre, Prince of the Lycan kingdom, accept you, Phillipa, Princess of the Lycan Kingdom, as my mate.” Andre beamed, and my brother looked at me. A huge knot formed in my throat and I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I would have a voice if I spoke up with that huge knot!!

He always knew that the Lycan Prince was a psychopath, but he didn't think it was to this level. " Gather as much information as you can about her. And prepare a marriage document as well " ' Mi-sol-ache, since you got my interest, don't think I will let you go so easily. You are mine now '

I lowered and pressed my forehead against hers. “Willow, you look so damn beautiful. I want to lock you away so only my eyes see you.” She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and clasped her hands behind my neck. The snarls and whispers didn’t go unheard as I held Willow close to me. “Look at that Lycan bitch holding our prince like he’s hers.” One older female dragon said. “I thought he was to be mated to Sky.” Another replied to her. “He is. The king said this is just a faze and once prince Brax is mated to Sky, the Lycan will be a thing of the past.”

My hand flies to my mouth to stifle a gasp. It’s not the familiar, fluid transformation of a werewolf. His shift is something else entirely more primal, more powerful. His body grows larger, his muscles bulging as his clothes shred and fall away. His face elongates, his jaw widening to accommodate sharp, deadly teeth. His fur is dark and thick, his claws gleaming even in the dim light. He’s not a werewolf. He’s a Lycan. I almost fall off the bed in shock. My hands grip the windowsill as I stare, unable to tear my eyes away. This changes everything. A werewolf mate would have been bad enough, but a Lycan? That’s a death sentence waiting to happen.

The door opens, and another tall man with a build like Leon enters the room. "Luna! I'm glad to see you're alright!" I look at Leon, waiting for him to tell me who he is because I've never seen him before. "This is Dan, my beta, and friend," He says quickly, I smile and at Dan, he says, "This is Anaiah, my mate, and the new Lycan Queen," I almost choke on my saliva. Did he say, Lycan? 'Yes,'