Romans & histoires Mated To The Lycan Prince

Her knowledge was a valuable asset, a potential advantage in the looming confrontation with the Alpha King. Alpha Zain listened intently, his mind calculating the possibilities. He weighed the risks and rewards of engaging in a battle that could shape the future of both packs. The idea of defeating the powerful Lycan King appealed to his ambitions, but he also recognized the dangers it entailed. After a moment of contemplation, Alpha Zain finally spoke. "Princess Sophie, your information is invaluable," he acknowledged. "If what you say is true and your insights can indeed help us defeat the Lycan King, then I am willing to reconsider your request."

Goddess knows that if he had not been an elder of the council, he would be unrecognizable by now. “Your Majesty,” Elder Collins began. “Tracy is not just my niece but she is a strong and fit Lycan, a perfect match for the crown prince. Besides, everyone knows they've been together before now. The Prince has the right to decide to still keep his mate as..’

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.

I look up to see Lance above me, carrying me in those strong sexy arms. “I won’t hurt her, she is my mate.” He chuckles at Olivia. “Your mate?” She repeats in awe. It wasn’t every day a she-wolf was mated with a Lycan. Let alone a Lycan Prince. . “Yes look. I’m just waiting to mark her, to complete the bond.” He says as he angles his neck to show her my bite mark. “I was so worried about her. She stayed back to protect us.” She starts to sob.

All three of them look like they’ve stepped out of a nightmare no one asked to see. She just said he must present the sacrifice tonight. Tonight. The day of our mating ceremony. Whispers surge behind us, frantic and terrified. Someone mutters, “The prophecy…does this mean—” before another hushes them. I can feel every pair of eyes burning into us. Into me. Because of course the rumors spread. Of course everyone knows by now that the Lycan Prince mated the cursed girl. The forgotten bloodline. The supposed harbinger of doom.

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.

She said and I frowned. “What do you mean?” I asked and she gestured for me to listen. “When the lycans find their mate, they will mark them with their scent. As you mentioned he rubbed your neck, it’s their primal behavior. They are proud breed and wouldn’t show their feelings to anyone except their mates. I believe that Prince felt helpless and sadness from quiet a long time and he vented it out on you. That is what makes them ruthless and a bit scary. Since he is the pure descendent, he will tend to be fiercer. That is why the common education helped back then.” She explained and I was shocked.

“It must be the Lycan Prince’s…” “Of course it is,” another one hisses. “That explains her sudden strength.” “But how is that possible? It was just recently we learnt she became the Lycan Prince’s mate. When could this have happened?” “Their bond must have been completed.” The gossip spreads like wildfire, slipping past the clinic walls and seeping into the corridors, reaching the ears of every maid, every omega, every wolf with nothing better to do than whisper about the disgraced outcast.

I said against her lips, deftly replacing my finger with my cock. “Dane!” she cried. “But I want another taste of you first,” I said and latched my mouth to her left nipple. She arched her back and cried my name. “Saraya—” “Yes!” she moaned in pleasure. I leaned close to her ear and whispered, “I am the first generation of my kind. A full-blooded Lycan prince, offspring of Zeus and Selene–” Holding her hips, I dug my stiff cock deeper into her; she clung to me, clawing my back and drawing blood. I revelled in the ecstasy that surged through me.

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.”