Novel & Cerita Rebirth: Fated To The Lycan King

“You crossed into the Forbidden Territories three minutes ago. My territory.” My blood ran cold. The Forbidden Territories belonged to no one. Except… the stories. The whispers of a king with no pack, no mercy, and a curse that killed every woman he touched. The Lycan King. “You’re him,” I breathed. “Darius.” He said his name like a verdict. He closed the distance between us until I could feel heat rolling off him, scenting the air with frost and pine and something wilder. Something that called to the empty place Kade had carved out of me.

uting their sacred blood with the evil blood of humans. Dan was too much in love with his human bride to notice that his half brother, Ghost Damon had started rising. Ghost was the shy Lycan, the little boy that Dan always protected and legend had it that Ghost had killed the Damon family and all the werewolves left on earth. Only a few packs knew how to hide their scent. They had managed to survive, passing on their secrets from one generation to the other, building a fortress and waiting for the day they would be strong enough to take their revenge on Ghost. Jimin could swear that he had heard all those tales from the elders more than a thousand times and every single time they started wit

We will make them pay, we make their children suffer, together we will build our kingdom again, a strong, indestructible army, a great empire” Laughter followed, as her eyes bore pains, turning reddish in anger, she was hurt and it was obvious The others nodded in agreement. Another witch, older than Sybil but not as ancient as Morrigan, leaned forward. Her voice was a low, savage whisper "The Lycan King, he will not let her go easily. He has his own plans for the child. If he learns of the true nature of her powers, he will try to control her." Morrigan’s lips curled into a cruel smile. "The King believes he is in control, but he underestimates the depth of the magic flowing through her vei

-HER- I couldn't get the encounter out of my head. I made my way home through the pitch-black, icy forest with my thumping heart and my worried snow leopard, Dal. Though I was most perplexed by the Lycan King's unexpected and odd hourly arrival in Zeifa. He must have been called here for a very important reason. I tried my best to block out his thoughts. I didn't want to be paired with the vicious monster that he was. He was a lycan, the King of Lycans, not even a werewolf. They had a reputation for being brutal and cold.

She just wanted to know if running away from Lucas doesn't mean running into another kind of trouble. I continued with my words, "so, did Bertha die in the flames or not?" "Rumor has it that she arose like a phoenix from the flames, with a new body. But those were just lies. Bertha was a witch with many potentials but regeneration wasn't part of it. Her life was short lived. She was one of those witches with no immortality, so how could she have been Reborn from a phoenix flames? Her lineage had no phoenix, and you cannot easily siphon a Phoenix's powers. Except maybe she's a cursed one. only a cursed phoenix has limited powers."

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

Seven days later, he dug himself out of his grave and somehow, a secret known to him and him alone, he resurrected as a Lycan with magical powers. The first thing he did was return to his father’s palace, slaughtered his entire family with the exception of Tatiana and forced the Alpha council to crown him as the Lycan king and his reign of tyranny began. “That lawyer you are fooling around with, I’ll kill him and make you eat his heart if you fail me,” Antonio growls and drops her to the floor. Tatiana spits. “His death would mean nothing to me, he is just a fun toy to play with, his family has influence in the pack, I plan to use him to get to the alpha.”

The sensation around me was similar to how it would feel while falling from the rooftop of a skyscraper. “And if the fae lord actually came back to life in his full form, the moon goddess would not be the only one in danger, but the entire population of lycans and werewolves, and every other species and life on land, will be endangered. As Alpha King, I cannot allow that risk. We’ll have to kill the fae lord…”

“I can’t promise you that. Cause we need the king to be able to complete the plan.” “What?” “The king of the Lycan kingdom is going to battle Kai in the spirit world. With help from my people. “Can’t it be someone who else?” “No. He is representing the people. So he has to be the one.” Well, that certainly isn’t going to go well. “He is never going to accept it.” “Oh, he will. I will convince him. Don’t worry about that. What you need to worry about is gathering the bodies of your people. So when their energy is restored, they shall come back to life.“

And you’re my fated mate. Lycan kings are born once in a generation, chosen by blood and the will of the Goddess. We’re the strongest of our kind, able to command entire packs with a single word. My family line is old, carrying the raw power and instincts of the first werewolves. A Lycan king is both protector and judge, feared and respected, the only wolf who can challenge the old laws and claim loyalty from all shifters.