Novel & Cerita Mistaken Surrogate For The Lycan Prince

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.

Leah's POV "Lucas, I..." I whispered, lowering my head. "Leah, please don't go away. Please come back to me. I will give you everything you want. I will make it right this time. Lucian is a Lycan prince. Do you know what kind of danger you're going to go through to be in the company of a Lycan prince? I'll give you a hint. He rejected his last Luna and killed her by himself..." Lucas said.

"It's a pack where Rozen belongs. His father is the current King of the Lycan and he is the legitimate heir. However, his half-brother proclaimed himself to be the king of the lycans, declaring war to each pack if they will not give them support. Since the war decades ago, we believe that he's been turning humans into wolves to build an army." "You mean, there will be a war again?" I covered my mouth in shock. "Then, we are not safe. Where should we go---" "Klay, I hate to say this, but wherever you go. The illegitimate lycan king will follow you to get even with Rozen." She held my hand. "You are Rozen's mate and you are his weakness." "But, I rejected Rozen!" I said. "This shouldn't have h

He folds his arms, watching Stephen closely. “Well, it’s just…” Stephen stammers, scratching the back of his head. “We’re talking about a Lycan prince here—a blood-hungry one, freshly escaped. His first instinct would be to hunt, regain his strength. Isn’t it strange? He leaves a trace, but there’s no attack, no wounded, no… chaos.” Marco clenches his jaw, eyes narrowing. “So, you’re saying he could’ve just… wandered through? No harm, no confrontation?” He shakes his head, unconvinced. “That doesn’t sound like Lowell.”

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..’

It was a secret I had guarded fiercely, a decision I had made to protect my children and myself from a fate I deemed perilous. I couldn't help but let out a chuckle, finding the scenario quite amusing. "You're truly letting your imagination run wild, Crown Prince Alucard. First, you mistakenly associated me with someone from your history, and now you're asserting that my children belong to you?" My disbelief was evident as I spoke, attempting to infuse a hint of humor into my tone. Yet, beneath my laughter, a bitter undercurrent tainted the mirth. "How utterly absurd... If indeed they were your offspring, wouldn't they inherit the signature eye color of the royal lycan lineage?"

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?"

Jaden, the strong and enigmatic werewolf, had since captured her attention, and she saw an opportunity to claim him for herself again. With a sly smile curling her lips, Sophie contemplated the possibilities. She knew Jaden's heart belonged to another, his love was steadfast and unwavering for Willow. But love, she mused, could be manipulated, molded into something entirely different. Now that Jaden was a broken lycan, her plan would be more effective. She would present herself as a savior, a way for Jaden to escape his current predicament. She would offer him freedom, protection, and a place by her side as the future King's Consort of the vampires, and the future alpha of the Moonshadow pac

Of course, if this was true I'd have gotten rid of him a long time ago. Bianca looked so confused it almost broke my heart. It occurred to me that she probably thought I was some sort of evil monster trying to kill her and her family. "A Lycan?" she echoed, clearly unfamiliar with the term. I take a deep breath before speaking, "Lycans are... different. Stronger than werewolves," I started, explaining the distinction "My father is a powerful Lycan king. The man I was betrothed to was a Lycan king as well. He was much older than me, and his past is marred by the mysterious deaths of his previous wives."

The man asks, looking at me with obvious approval in his eyes. My face flames, a sudden shyness overtaking me. “And she has a breathtaking smile too. I’m sure you’ve heard about me but I can’t see such a mystical creation and not introduce myself, I am Prince Zanders, the second lycan prince. It is great to make your acquaintance.” My breath catches in my throat. I can’t believe this! The lycan prince is introducing himself to me, and he just called me pretty! “Please, put me out of my misery and tell me your name so I can have a name to the face I know I’ll be dreaming about for the rest of the year.” his tone is light, the smile still etched on his face.