Offered To The Lycan King Novels & Stories

I felt a strange feeling of need and despair, as if I needed something to calm my nerves. Tristan poured another drink, his fingers brushing mine as he offered. "So, Veronica, who is this guy that's giving you so much trouble?" I took a sip and let the alcohol burn my throat before answering. "These are the Lycan Kings, Lucas and Simon." Tristan's eyebrows furrowed. "Ah, twins. They have a good reputation. And you alone." I nodded, feeling the warmth of the drink spread through me. "Yes. I don't think I want to bring it."

"An... astronomical sum from the Lycan King, indeed. Do we have any counteroffers?" The hall remained silent. No one dared to challenge the bid. "Very well," the auctioneer conceded. "Sold to Magnus, King of the Lycans."

Now, though, that hope was gone. The maids took me into a large foyer with a doorway in its center. There stood the Lycan King. He turned to me, a dark smile blooming across his face. “Well good morning,” he said, words dripping off his tongue. He waved the maids away. “You can’t be serious,” I said, skipping the pleasantries. He looked taken aback, but he didn’t lose his smirk. “Why my dear Mira,” he said, “you’re the one who proposed to me. I don’t know why you would think I wasn’t completely serious.”

“Just know that while you’re here, no one will touch you. Not Ronan. Not your so-called sister and not even your weak father.” The offer sounded too good.. and too dangerous. I stared at the handsome Lycan King sitting across from me.. the same man who had worshipped my body last night and crushed a traitor’s head tonight. What was I going to do?!...

Zephyr continued “I mean think about it. The brutal wolf who commanded the death of so many of them, pops up from nowhere and decides to wine and dine. I don't know about you but if I was a Lycan, I would poison me. “Oh.” The king stroked his beard. “I guess you are quite right about that.” “What my wife and I need is just a nice place to stay.” I felt his hand wrap around my hip, before I could react he had pulled me to him. “A nice private place.” He finalized, emphasizing on ‘private’. He rolled my eyes. ‘Son of a bitch’. Funny enough the Lycan king grinned. Guess he wasn't as innocent as his voice. Zulu's eyes were outside. He didn't seem to want to even hear the conversation when I was

Others were just some more pieces of trash. This is lovely to be honest!! "You're the king?..... I'm sorry your highness for not acknowledging your presence." He said in a voice filled with fake reverence. "You didn't have to acknowledge my presence because you don't know me personally and perhaps your treacherous activities also blinded your eyes to the royal mark on my arm. Let's let that slide anyways. I've been getting some eerie reports about you going about packs in this lycanthropy abducting people. " The lycan king questioned and I just stared on as I approached them slowly so I could hear everything in details.

facing him eye to eye until I felt pain in my bite marks. I held my back and was almost bending my knees when Rozen caught me in his arms. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked, concerned. "Yeah." I lied, because the more the man looked at me the more the pain in my back killed me. "It's finally nice to meet you, Ms. Klay Rose Green." The man handed his hand to me. "I am the current lycan king."

She spoke out, intending to say something, but he cut her off right away. "I am the Lycan King of Washington City, Brielle. Untouchable Lord Darius, and it's a shame that people still throw themselves against me even though I rarely show my face in public, preferring to stay out of trouble at all times. I have a large number of adversaries, as well as a large number of friends—Alphas of great packs, and they would gladly take my side without batting an eyelash if I asked. And as for adversaries, they all want the same thing—my throne. However, I'll be damned if anyone ever takes it away from me or try to deprive me of my birthright."

"Ask, Lycan King, and if it is within my power, it will be granted." The Lycan King's gaze never wavered from me as he made his request. "I want this girl as a gift, Alpha. She will accompany me and serve as a symbol of the power I hold over your kind." The room fell into an uneasy hush as the pack struggled to come to terms with the Lycan King's audacious demand. The Alpha, though hesitant, agreed to the demand, for refusing the Lycan King would have dire consequences. As I stood there, feeling a torrent of emotions, I had become a pawn in a game I didn't understand. The mate bond that had once caused me pain had now led me to a precarious situation, and I couldn't help but wonder about the

"Here, let me take the lady to the party... ' The lycan king said, offering his hand to me. Alpha Tyrion didn't like the offer and his grip tightened, " I will take my woman with me. " "Your woman? " The king laughed and I knew if he didn't stop right now, there would be blood because Alpha Tyrion was already pissed at him. "My woman. Yes. " Alpha Tyrion said through gritted teeth. Maya held the Lycan king's arm and dragged him with her, giving us a fake smile. "I will kill him. " He muttered angrily.