Novel & Cerita My Personal Lycan King

' I thought before closing my eyes as the shouts of my family members echoed around me. Author's Note- Hello my dear readers. This chapter marks the end of My Personal Lycan king (Book-1). The next book in the series is called My Personal Lycan King (Book-2) and is available on Goodnovel to read. I hope you like that book as much as you liked this one. I hope guys can support me like this. Love you all my lovely readers. Your Clumsy Authoress, Angelina

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} Luca Marino Every fucking thing I did were necessary evils. As a Lycan King and mafia lord, I was used to that principle. Over the years, that exact mantra led me to the top. Drunk Serena had accused that I was mean. But, she didn’t know of my world just yet. This is why I had come up with a deal to keep her around. Since she was my mate, I had to keep her around to be complete. Oh, so holy.

It was intimidating to say the least. "Who do we have here?" He smirked as he saw me. I instantly disliked him and his patronizing tone. "Luna Avalyn," I said confidently. "And who would you be?" "King Vasilik of Kingdom Mozog," he said as he looked down his nose at me. The kingdom name rang a bell. Rhazien was from Kingdom Mozog. Also, I didn't like his attitude. "King Vasilik, may I know the reason for your unannounced presence in my pack and in my home?" I asked with a sweet smile.

Aiden would never apologize. He came towards me, sending my body into a state of frenzy. My eyes widened, my breath caught in my throat, unable to comprehend what I was hearing. "L-Lycan?” I stuttered. "Yes, King.” He replied, completely missing the point. I've heard a lot about the Lycan king. He was ruthless, and didn't care about anyone but himself. He has several women at his beck and call. The only good thing I heard was that he was good looking…and they were fucking right.

I insisted. "Are you certain you want to know?" he questioned. "Yes," I affirmed with a nod. I felt the air grow heavy around me, my chest tightening with each passing second. With a deep breath, he raised his chin, his gaze piercing mine with unwavering intensity. "I am Lycan King Xavier Styles, the Lycan King of the Silver Pack." My heart seemed to stop as his words hung in the air, sinking into my consciousness like heavy stones. He's... the Lycan King?!

I already knew that part … now, what about the rest? “Your brilliant brain figured it out. But I’m not just the alpha of this pack, Leah. I’m much more than that." He paused, letting the weight of his next words settle over us like snow. “I’m the Lycan King.” I shook my head automatically, even as something inside me recognized the truth of it. “Lycans are extinct.” His smile widened, just slightly. “And yet here I am.”

He doesn't need your approval! "I will send you to Eclipse Castle. The Lycan King is fond of you after watching your match. You will leave there as long as he wants," he uttered. "There's no guarantee that you will be coming back here…alive." My eyes widened when he mentioned the Lycan King who personified arrogance, virility and power. Everyone was afraid of him. In his prime years, he killed thousand Alphas. It was a miracle that he was the one who offered a truce but of course, all of us were still at his mercy.

"Free from what? If you mean free from Daran, you will need help to understand what I mean. Even though Daran lied to me, I knew only Daran could help me. I don't care if what you say is true or a lie. However, Daran was the first person to save and cherish me. So, I will still be his before Daran rejects me as his mate." A burst of magical energy appeared from behind and attacked the two strangers. I just realized that they were trying to drag and take me away. However, Daran chased them away. The wind that was blowing hard suddenly softened and enveloped my whole body. I don't feel cold. On the other hand, the wind provides warmth. It was as if he was hugging me so gently. "Did you guys fo

Calix never once looked angry toward me; however, his clear, accent-free voice was both apologetic and curious. "We eliminated all the shadows around him." My answer was short and not very fulfilling for him, but I needed to keep my new information a secret for now. "How, if I may ask?" "I'm sorry, for now I cannot answer that. All I can say right now is that, as you know, I am the Werewolf King, the only living Lycan. You know what people call me, right?” I said. He nodded his head. “The Cursed Lycan,” he replied.

“I thought we could take a walk.” I blinked. “The park?” I repeated. “As in… walking in public?” “Yes.” I hesitated, then let out a chuckle that held more nerves than humor. “You do realize you’re going to be recognized by everyone, right?” He glanced at me briefly before returning his eyes to the road. “I’m the Lycan King, of course I’ll be recognized,” he replied calmly. “That’s not exactly reassuring,” I muttered.