My Mate Is The Lycan King Novels & Stories

I silently nodded while taking in all this information before something crossed my mind. “Who’s the Lycan king now?” “Me.” He replied, there was a proud ring to his voice as he added, “I’m the Lycan king.” I bit my lower lip to hold in the giggles trying to escape but it was in vain. “You are the king?” I asked, unable to stop giggling until I heard his response. “If you weren’t my mate, you would be buried six feet under the ground by now for mocking my rank in the pack.” He declared coldly. His voice took on vibrancy with the anger he must have felt.

Alder's POV My name is Alder Volcik, and I am the Lycan King. I am 187 years old and have held the title of king for over 150 years. Lycans are widely recognized as the most powerful species. We aim to safeguard the werewolves and uphold equilibrium among all supernatural species. We remain immortal unless our heads are severed, and our hearts are simultaneously removed. We have the ability to heal faster than werewolves, both in terms of physical wounds and speed. Additionally, a regular lycan is capable of defeating an alpha.

He was in front of me with his claws out. “Alpha Leon, the Lycan king is calling for you.” He stopped on his tracks, “I will be with him.” He turned back to me; he didn’t want to do anything anymore. “You might have been saved this time, but make sure that when you are released from here that you don’t step out place or else, I will make sure that you breath.” He turned and took his leave; I gave a sigh of relief. “What is the Lycan King doing here?”

"My mate" Ava replied like it was the most natural thing in the world, Martin looked at her wide eyed and had even paused momentarily. Ava walked on letting him process it but it didn't take long before he caught up with her. "How...how is this possible? Maeve told me your mate is the Lycan King" Ava nodded "he truly is" Martin pointed in the direction they were coming from "But that is not him, wait you got two mates?" He exclaims with distaste obvious in his voice, Ava turned and glared at him. Martin raised his hands up

Gently pulling her lips against my neck I merely held them there as she tried to struggle when I suddenly pulled my lips right close to her ear, “I am a Lycan, my mother was the queen of the Lycan kingdom, the daughter to the queen of the children of Gaia, her father the former king to all lycans, but she ran away because my uncle tried to force her into marriage. She met Ward and fell in love with him, and him with her. She was already pregnant with me at the time when she met him, and when I was eight the brothers killed her,” I felt her take in a deep breath as her body tensed. “I am the rightful alpha, ruler and king of the Lycan kingdom and the thirteen tribes, but Ward is keeping me hi

"There was one flaw. Just one. The Moon Goddess didn't bless Min Kung with a mate. A soul mate fit for a faithful son was the one gift he was waiting for. The most sacred of all. He didn't show his disappointment. He kept his duty to all of us. We all knew he was lonely. We can see it in his eyes." "What happened?" Intrigued, MJ propped her chin on her palm. Listening intently. "Our king has two beasts. His wolf and his Lycan. Not all of us had seen the latter for he was only let out only when necessary. Like in countless battles. They say his Lycan was the scariest to set your eyes upon on. His eyes always flaring in rage. Like the devil's. His fangs were as sharp and as deadly as the Exca

Then, without warning, he stepped closer. “I am a Lycan King,” Maddox said, his voice deep and resonant, eyes never leaving mine. His face hovered mere inches from mine. “And I wouldn’t like my queen using words like that,” he whispered, his breath brushing my lips, setting every nerve in my body alight. “Your Queen?” I echoed, dazed. “The one who almost drove you to the brink of death?” I asked and my words burned me again. He only smiled and pulled me closer to him “No one can kill me… except my mate,” he said, voice husky, eyes burning. “You are the only one who can touch me, the only one who could make me beg for death.”

She pointed to me. I scoffed. “I don’t want your sloppy seconds, Shannon. Even if he was my mate, and I am not saying he is. It would be a cold day in hell before I accepted him as a mate. I would take the Lycan King over Brandon.” I threw my head back and laughed when she gasped. The Lycan king was the bogeyman of all wolves. The last Lycan to exist and one who lives in the wild. It’s said the only wolves that ever see his face are the council that oversees the packs.

Mateo. "Let me introduce myself properly to you, my darling queen," I scoff. "My name is Mateo Morrison, and I am the CEO of Royal Mateo Incorporated Ltd. I’m also the Lycan Blood kingdom’s monarch, and you’re my mate, whom I’ve long wanted to meet." I catch my mate’s eye, and her amazement at finding out who I am is evident. "You are what?" She inquires. "Are you the infamous Lycan king? Wow! You are real. You are not just a myth. I can't believe this. I can’t believe I’m a mate to such a cruel and evil king."

she announced like I didn’t already know that, like I didn’t already open my stupid mouth and call him ‘mate’. “He’s the Lycan King of the Bloodmoon pack and he’s our mate,” she added in excitement, “I can just feel his Lycan calling out to me.” She added and as I yelled at her, all of the excitement came washing down. There is no way Nikolai Ashwood is my mate. There is no way I am going to accept a rude, arrogant and condescending person as my mate.