Primordial: The Cruel Lycan King's Redemption Novels & Stories

Lucian crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing as he fixed a lethal stare on Diego. "Your Majesty," Sandra interjected smoothly, resting a delicate hand on the edge of the stone table. "You know very well that years ago, it was through exact deceit that the wolves bound our bloodlines to this curse. If we arrive with Queen Esther at her side and announce that the Princess already carries the heir to the Lycan throne, their council will have no choice. They will break the curse to protect the child's blood, or risk retribution. When they see the affection queen Esther has for their own. Even if the alpha refuses, the Luna won't take it for granted. Our goal is to break a curse. "

"Awakening your wolf and breaking the seal within you means you will meet death. But, simultaneously, your divine blood has already reached the pinnacle of consummation. And these supernatural beings will use that holy blood to increase their strength." "Nice explanation, L," muttered the woman in the red hood. "That lycan king just keeps using you, Jonea. He let you live on without helping you out of harm's way." I looked down weakly. I can no longer listen to the explanations of these two strangers. I even saw that Daran was also just standing. He didn't try to stop them. I bowed my head as deeply as I could. Until my hair covers part of my face.

She quickly pushed the amulet into Daphne's hand, giving her no time to react. Daphne grasped the amulet, feeling a surge of energy course through her veins. In that moment of fierce struggle, Daphne's eyelids fluttered, and her dream world shattered like glass. She jolted awake, her heart pounding in her chest as the remnants of the dream clung to her consciousness. Her heart raced as she realized the gravity of the vision she had just witnessed. Without hesitation, she grabbed her phone to call the continental wolves. "Marcel, was once a leader among us. Why has he turned into the dark? Why does he seek to destroy our Packs?" Zak asked in panic. He was an alpha yet he was showing weakness.

His skill in battle helped him become well-known, and at the mercy of the Moon Goddess, he became the respected leader to protect the rights and freedoms of his people after the long ordeals and battles. His journey to becoming the formidable lycan king he was today was marked by transformation and trials. Once a young and impulsive warrior seeking glory in battle, his path shifted when he encountered a wise and influential lycan elder who recognized his potential. Guided by his mentor, he began to develop the qualities of leadership and diplomacy, ultimately earning a place as a trusted advisor to the king.

It’s like when he has loyalty to offer, she, on the other hand, has nothing but disloyalty and betrayal on her skin. “You’re too old to know what’s right from wrong, Alora. I hope you put that in your mind sometimes.” But Alora wasn’t listening anymore. Her eyes were fixed on the wrestle between the Lycan king and the alpha. Which, fortunately, was leaning in towards the alpha’s victory. TheLycan king was on the ground now, Brayden holding him down. “Surrender your defeat, Lycan king!” – Brayden ordered with his claw raised up

"That wasn't pain. It was longing. I guess we are a far more connected than I believed." "Oh," I said keeping my thoughts to myself. "Prime is…was feral lycan, who took over the body of his first kin. He ruled as a tyrant wolven king. He brought sorrow and pain to a large number of supernatural. He is dangerous." My heart skipped a best as everything seemed to fall in place. That's why Kylen didn't want to tell me about the lycan ascension. He knew that Cassian had a slim chance of winning. Thats why Cassian avoided a relationship with me for so long. He believed that he wasn't capable of winning.

But what was I doing here? In a matter of seconds, my whole body began to shake with nervousness before I realized it and bumped my back against the huge mirror. My face slowly rose toward Adeline, my lips trembling. “That... that man... your master... he is...” “Yes, he is the king of the blue-blooded lycans,” Adeline hinted with a soft sigh. A look of fear and confusion crossed my face when I heard her say that. The huge man who claimed me as his own was King Bradley! The most dangerous lycan in the world, the only one with the power to kill a beast.

The reason why I had asked not to be found by that man is because he's marked me, and only a wolf who wants to keep a shewolf marks her, and it is dangerous for me. As an Omega here, I cannot live as such a man's wife. Even if he loves me, the community or his family will find a way to kill me, and if they cannot, the man will get tired of me one day and reject me. My life will be tenfold worse because I will be rejected, mateless, and detached forever. I will be alone in the world. So, I should run back to Chris and continue to live a sheltered life there. Alaric Claw, Lycan King of the Southern Tail Pack's POV

There, one of the Frostbite Pack elders and the Lycan king awaited us. My father, who was already waiting for me by the door, didn’t hesitate to take my hand in his arm as he led me down the aisle. He didn’t bother hiding his relief at finding a potential buyer; I suppose he’s just as eager as the others to send me away. When we reached the end of the aisle, I stood in front of Logan as the elder instructed us to repeat after him. I said, “I, Lyra Darko of the Frostbite pack, accept King Logan as my chosen mate,” which I did. The king was then asked to do the same, saying, “I, King Logan of the Stormbringer Pack, accept Lyra Darko of the Frostbite pack as my chosen mate,” and to mark each ot

EMILY could feel a rush of dread wash over her, tightening her muscles even more. Eyes widening, her gaze focused on the lycan standing before her. He was the most feared Alpha because he was the direct descendant of the Primordial Lycans, who were one of the strongest lycans ever. They possessed indescribable powers and abilities that normal werewolves don’t have. Primordial lycans were the only ones who could outsmart the powers of vampires and even witches, and the rumor that they ate werewolves’ flesh was well known to every pack.