Mistaken Surrogate For The Lycan Prince Novels & Stories

The burden of his duty weighed heavily upon him. "And yet," Refia continued, her voice filled with understanding and wisdom, "if this werewolf girl is truly your fated mate, then denying your heart could prove just as disastrous." She paused for a moment, allowing her words to sink in. "A king whose heart is torn cannot rule justly. Love, my dear Antonio, might be your salvation or your downfall. But remember this: you are not just a prince, but a Lycan. What kind of Lycan you wish to be is your choice."

Vadirr pushed me roughly into the back seat of the car, slamming the door loudly and settled at the driver seat while the other man took the passenger seat. “You think we should take her to the palace? Can she be trusted?” Vadirr turned to his companion. Palace? What are they talking about? “C’mon, maybe we should let her go Draven, she is just a little girl. I’m sure she regrets her mistakes already, I mean look at her?” Vadirr coerced, glancing at me through the rear view mirror. The color drained from my face and I felt like the earth stopped its rotation. Did he just say Draven? Like Prince Draven? There’s only one Draven in the history of werewolves.The first Lycan prince. It can’t be.

Luke said with a deep thick voice and growled. Prince Roy Havert was the Lycan prince of the Blackpool Pack. The Blackpool Pack ruled over all other packs. Prince Roy was only coming for an important ceremony that has always taken place on every full moon. Roy seemed to be the cold type of guy because of his cool face but yet unpredictable and dangerous.

They all have god-like features, like the moon goddess took an extra day to make them. “You’re pretty,” he says casually as he pulls away, like he is talking about the weather. “So, you won’t get mad when I tell you not to get all hung up on Darian.” “Why?” “He is the Lycan Prince. He has duties that he has to fulfil.” Adrian pulls himself off the wall. “And he is the coldest McAlister. All he knows how to do is ruin everything in his path.”

Born as a free human but she was 8 when the war broke out, she lost her family to the hands of the monsters and since then she has become a slave to these predators. As she turned 18, it was time for her destiny to prevail, just like all the other boys and girls before her. Either she'd be sold in an auction as a pet to the highest bidder and only complete psychos attend such auctions or she would be sent to the breeding camp which was a living nightmare. But never in billions of years, she thought the Lycan King will buy her for his sons who hate humans to their cores. Little did she know, the King had bought her as the most important test for both the Princes because whoever kills her firs

My pussy aches from the stretch of Caleb’s thrusts. I can’t think about that right now, or about how he killed that guard right in front of me. It’s all too much, I might curl up and cry. The Lycan King is as ruthless as they say. It makes me wonder if I can even hope to survive this. And he truly believes I had his child? How could he be so mistaken? Why wouldn’t he listen when I told him he was wrong? A King is never wrong, that’s probably what he thinks.

The Lycan yelled at him. I had never had sex before, so I didn't know if this feeling was me craving sex but I knew a pulse was fast-growing between my thighs, why would the Lycan want to have sex with a low rank like me? Of course, he would reject the situation immediately. "You can have someone else do it, Lycan, but we might not be able to save her otherwise. Because she needs someone strong enough to solve the effects of her drug, or it will take more than one man." The doctor explained.

The way she looked at me was as though I were a man before I was a prince. She is a dangerous woman, but I would have to decide whether Gina Hane was my greatest weakness or my greatest strength. I groaned and threw an arm across my eyes. Trey showed his restlessness at my chaotic or, in his opinion, traitorous thoughts. Unfortunately, being the future king of the Lycans would have been much easier if my wolf weren't so stubborn.

I was nervous that dad might be able to read my mind but if I don't make a plan then I am as good as dead the moment I step outside. I tried to get some sleep as I waited for midnight to come. My heart finally calmed down as I drifted off to a deep slumber. The scene that was in front of me changed. Gone was the boy who always wailed. There was a man sitting on the throne and he was staring straight into my eyes. My heart pounded. He was beautiful. His eyes are as red as blood, it was glowing. "Our prince is now crowned as our Lycan king. I present to all of you, the Lycan King Endrée Zion Calder. All hail to the Lycan king!" the man who crowned him proclaimed delightfully. The crowd cheered

Nathan demanded, arms crossed. “Where’s uncle?” Jaden added. I sighed. “He had an emergency so he had to leave first. But let's talk about the trouble your sister is in.” That was enough to make Jaden’s fists tighten. “Did someone hurt her?” I glanced between the two of them. “Sit down.” They hesitated but eventually sat. I knew they wouldn’t like what I was about to say, but they needed to hear it. “The Lycan prince,” I began slowly, watching their expressions darken, “is looking for a girl. A girl with a white wolf tattoo on her thigh.”