My Mate Is The Lycan King Novels & Stories

He should be the one leading the run. 'King is an ancient Lycan and I think mate's father and the rest understood it.' Pi explained. We were in the clearing when I noticed other Lycans waiting for us. "Awwooooooooooo......" King howled again, this time it was very long. Telling everyone to celebrate with him for finally having his mate beside him. I was very happy thinking he wanted me and Pi. It made me feel secure now that he was introducing me to the palace as his.

The Queen Mother screamed and rose quickly, bringing me back to my human senses. I looked back at her before throwing Donald away, making others freeze in fear. I stood there for a second, breathing hard. I looked at Donald’s terrified face before looking back at the others. “I am the Lycan King,” I said slowly. “My mate is not your concern. The next time any of you speak her name with poison, you will answer to me, not the goddess.” “Her curse is my responsibility, even if I have to judge or fight the goddess.”

The Luna of his kingdom. I already met and rejected my real mate because of him, I don’t need a stupid poor, and weak mate like him, and I am eagerly waiting for the day he will crown me as his mate and queen of the Lycan. Sophia, the Lycan Queen. Haha, haha.

My heart pounds, on the verge of exploding, as I realize my mate has been slain by our race's mortal enemies. Without the ability to shift into my wolf form, all I can do is stand frozen, consumed by rage and fear, as a tall figure emerges from the shadows. Clad in dark clothes and a hood, only his piercing greenish-blue eyes and sly smirk are visible. As his eyes shift to jet black, his form changes, revealing him as the Lycan King. "You killed my mate," I growl, my fists clenching so hard they hurt. "And what are you going to do about it?" he taunts, his voice low and menacing. "Didn't you reject her?"

The King of the Lycans, who was currently laying draped in the finest silk, his partner from last night still asleep beside him. Darach King, the only beast who doesn't care about his mate or kingdom. He's their Alpha King but they called him 'Mad King' and indeed he was madder than any other living Lycan. Darach was as old as the dirt and living so long without a mate had pushed him towards madness.

Instead, he seemed completely unconcerned. He stood up and came over to me and put his hands on my shoulders. "Son, listen to me. One of the requirements of being a Lycan king is to have a mate," he explained. "Malory is a suitable match for you, she's one of us." I shook my head, unable to believe what I was hearing. "But I already have Clarissa," I snapped. "I love her." "Clarissa is not one of us," my father said firmly. "She can never be your mate."

Realizing my lapse, I cleared my throat and asked him to repeat his statement. Leo let out an exasperated sigh before repeating his words, his frustration evident in his tone. "I was discussing the speculations, Sir, about your alleged incompetence as the Lycan King. The other kings seem disrespected by your refusal to uphold the tradition of Lycan Kings owning women as pets," A wave of annoyance coursed through me as I listened to Leo's words. The archaic tradition of owning women as pets was a practice I vehemently opposed, and I had made it clear to my council members and the other kings from the very beginning.

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We stood like that for a long time, the darkness wrapping around us like a blanket that didn’t care if you lived or died. She pulled back first, thumbs wiping under my eyes with the old tenderness that I’d nearly forgotten. She cupped my cheeks and held my gaze. “I’m so proud of you,” she whispered. “You’ve grown so strong.” She glanced past my shoulder, eyes flicking upward, and I remembered I wasn’t alone. Darren stood behind me, my mate, the man she had never met. I grinned through my tears as I looked up at Darren lovingly. “That’s my mate, Darren. He’s the Lycan King.” I paused, savoring the words. “And the father of your future grandchild, if I survive all this bullshit.”

I asked the Lycan Wolf and she sighed, "That is exactly what I'm trying to figure out. Why are you in Addy's body?" I bit my lower lip in confusion as I kept trying to connect the scattered puzzle pieces. "Only one person can give an answer to this." She said and I raised a brow. "Who?" "The Pack's oldest witch." I blinked at the discovery, so the Lycans had a witch in their pack? "But, who is Adeline in this pack?" I asked again. "Adeline is the Luna of this pack, Alpha Reign's wife and mate." Another gasp left my lips at those words from her. Of all the people I could have woken up in their body, it had to be the Alpha King's Mate?