Mated To The Prince Of Darkness Novels & Stories

he added. I wasn't scared of the Lycans or any royals. It was the Lycan prince, my mate, who troubled me. Yes, I was mated to a Lycan prince and future king. Being mated to a Lycan was already challenging, let alone a prince destined to be king. Since discovering his infidelity, I've been plagued by chest pain.

I leaned down and gently kissed her forehead once more, whispering, "We are going to get through this, Sonia ." The priestess stepped back, her work complete. "You are now marked as true mates, bound together by love, sacrifice, and destiny," she declared. "May your bond be everlasting and unbreakable."

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..’

He didn’t let me. “I don’t think you understand the gravity of what’s happening, of what you are, of what you represent. Three of the princes are mated to you. It has never happened in the history of Dark Moon. You are a threat to the unity of the pack and you think they’re just going to let you walk out?” He chuckled and placed a kiss on my cheek.

'Mate!' Cordia exclaimed, her voice echoing inside me, making my world explode in light. 'Cordia!' I gasped. ‘Where the hell have you been? I’ve been searching for you, I thought I lost you.’ Her whimper reached me, weak and guilty, but my eyes… my eyes couldn’t move away from him. From my mate. I knew he was my mate. ‘I’m so sorry, Clary,’ Cordia whispered, trembling. ‘I don’t know what happened. The last thing I remember was falling asleep… how long have I been gone?’

“Yes, sir.” On the way back, we cross the corner that overlooks the inner court. Sunlight sits in a square on the stone. In it, King Ardon stands with Darian while a messenger points at a map. I tell myself to keep my eyes on the floor but I look anyway. He looks up at the same time. Our gazes catch for a second but I don’t know if he sees the way my stomach drops. He holds my eyes as if he sees everything, as if I am the air that is going to save him today. Heat climbs my neck, folding over my cheeks. I look away first and hate myself for the relief that follows when the moment is over. My body screams to be near him, but I do not pay it any mind. I have work to do, and three days to kill h

PRINCE ROWAN'S POV Could this day get any worse. I sigh in frustration as I avert my eyes from the young girl who has just been dragged in front of the stage and look at the guards waiting for an explanation. The four guards step back to allow an older woman to step forward. I recognize her immediately.She is the mother of my mate. I don't know why I actually call the girl my mate, because she is not. We have no mate bond, but everyone including my parents think we are meant to be since she is the only other angel in the land and I'm just being ignorant and unloving.

She will fall into darkness, and our world will follow. I skid around a massive, twisting oak tree, watching Damian’s obsidian tail disappear over a rocky ridge. My heart completely sinks. This isn't just about a broken heart or a rejected mating bond anymore; it is literally about the survival of our species. The werewolf Prince is fated to a Lycan Queen.

She went very still. “Goddess,” she whispered. “It's the same as the prince's.” “Yes.” “It's a binding root. My mother taught me about it. It feeds on distance, on loneliness. A mate's presence suppresses it.” Her eyes found mine, wide with horror. “The King's mate died before the prince could walk. He has had nothing to hold it back. For all these years.” Julian made a sound like a blow to the stomach. “All these years,” he said.

The king’s voice boomed, “How can this be? An Alpha Prince and a human slave? Goddess, what kind of joke is this? Our bloodline has always been mated with stronger, worthy women. There has to be a mistake!” Heat rushed to my cheeks. I wanted to vanish. Melt into the marble floor. I didn’t even fully understand what a mate meant for them or for me. I was more connected to my human side than my wolf one, but I could still feel the mate bond which felt wild and hot, wrapping around my heart, pulling me toward him. Lucian Stark.The cursed Alpha prince.The wolf no woman survived. Nineteen had been chosen for him. Nineteen were buried before the next full moon.