Moonstone Academy: Mated To My Lycan Bullies Novels & Stories

. Rise Of The Bullied Lycan . Chapter 19: blood sweat and tears . “D-Dallas...” he sighed, mind thrumming through the shock. He... didn’t know what to think. He was pleased. Oh my God was he pleased-His omega twisting within him. Beyond his control he submitted himself, head tilting to the side more. It was like Dallas knew, knew he wanted more, and leaned over biting him deep again on his mating gland.

“Lily’s father is the Alpha of Grainjer pack, one of the most powerful werewolf packs. Our union has been blessed by him so our pack will benefit from his support and protection. I will not let you ruin that because of your petty selfishness.“ “Petty selfishness? I’m the selfish one here?” It all felt like I was stuck in a fever dream. “Kylan love, let’s get this over with already. You have nothing left to say to this lowlife, severe the mate bond. Do it now.” Lily demanded and I could see where this was leading. No way. There was absolutely no way I was going to give him the satisfaction of rejecting me. “Fine.” I said. “Have it your way. I, Maya Renshaw, reject you, Alpha Kylan Greene, as

The next day,Mason woke feeling like he had been crushed by a bus,he looked beside him and there was no Ste-phen which he had expected,he felt like Ste-phen acted like the previous night because of the bond and he just went inside the bathroom to freshen up and get ready for school.He smiled as he remembered that his bullies have been taken care of,He opened the wardrobe and saw it filled with new clothes all thanks to the big and grumpy Lycan.

I replied seriously. He sighed, "No one is willing to listen to me. You really suit each other as mates." "What did you say?" "Nothing Miss. I'm starting the car now." This is my first time going to the Crystal River pack which I don't exactly have a lot of friends from because I used to have trouble with them at the Werewolf academy, which is the biggest school for werewolves in our territory. A lot of student from other packs attend it. As we got towards half of the road, our car suddenly stopped. It's getting late now and this is a lonely road with no people. What is wrong with this car stopping at a place like this?

After some minutes one of them approached me. "Excuse me, I'm Luna Morgan from Blue Moon pack, is it true that you're not a Lycan?" She asked, looking at me with taunting eyes. She knew the answer but she just wanted me to say it. She wasn't the ringleader, I could tell she was nervous but she tried to cover it up with overconfidence. I smiled and took a slow sip of my wine, making sure to waste time then I stood slowly. I could see her right eye start to twitch slightly.

I use this chance to kill them with all my might. 'They won't win,' I hear Amacus's voice say. I pay him no mind, but he keeps invading my mind until our eyes meet. The Wizard is standing on a cliff, watching in amusement and enjoying the massacre. A harsh sound nearby resonates, and a ground-shattering growl erupts. I sense my mate close, I grab a rogue that charges at me and smirks at Amacus before killing it. Amacus is shocked to see the arrival of the Lycans, and he shouts out orders.

The shard dug into the center of my palm and I watched as our blood soaked through the silver fabric. Elias pressed soft kisses into my skin, murmuring apologies the whole time as our blood soaked through and began to drip on the altar. I hadn’t read this far on lycan matings, or I would’ve prepared myself for this. Finally, after what felt like hours, Elias let go of my hand. He took the silver fabric off our hands and let the bloody metal shard fall to the altar. “May the goddess bless your union.” He dropped a lit match onto the fabric and I watched as the entire altar went up in flames, but instead of bright orange, the flames were silver.

The Moonstone responds immediately, warmth flooding up through arms and spreading through the incomplete form's entire body. The sensation isn't painful exactly, but it's deeply intrusive in ways that make Lucian want to pull away despite knowing that would invalidate the trial. The stone examines everything: the Varrow bloodline corruption, the Drevyn vampire-touched heritage, the Direwolf strength from Ronan, the Lycan power from Araya's lineage. And beneath all of that, woven through every cell and vein and bone, the mate bond connecting to Lior across whatever distance currently separates them. The Moonstone's glow intensifies as it processes what it finds, the pale light shifting and ch

I looked up, meeting his burning gaze. --- Monarch Miller-Jones As I wandered through the sparse trees in town, I suddenly caught a whiff of the most intoxicating and alluring scent I had ever encountered. I couldn’t quite describe the aroma, but it was so captivating that it made my mouth water. My Lycan was howling desperately inside my head, dancing and shrieking happily. Then I heard my Lycan say a word—one word I loathed the most. ‘MATE’

“Your mother doesn’t like me, and neither do the rest of your brothers and sisters. It’s because I’m a werewolf, isn’t it?” Arec nodded and said, “Among Lycans, it’s unheard of to have a werewolf for a mate.” Bella reached across the table to pat Eve’s hand. “Don’t fret,” she said. “Even though it’s never been known to happen before, there’s a first time for everything, right?” Eve smiled weakly at her and nodded. “Yeah,” she said in a soft voice. “There’s a first time for everything.” Arec took her hand in his and squeezed it.