Novel & Cerita Rebirth: Fated To The Lycan King

Not many people knew these, and those who knew were scared to meet the Lycan king for such help, since he was the most outstanding and feared creature to ever exist. But something at the pit of my stomach told me to visit the Lycan king again for help to avoid making decisions I might regret, especially as everyone was so convinced that Alora wasn't the one for me; neither was she my mate. Apart from detecting fake mate bonds, he also had the power to revive lost memories. Perhaps the Lycan king might just be the answer to all my problems and unasked questions about Elena and the past she claimed we shared together.

Monarch Miller Jones’s point. In the heart of the mystical Lycan realm, where moonlight wove secrets and shadows danced with desire, there existed a king unlike any other. His name echoed through the ancient forests, whispered with both reverence and fear: King Miller. I stretched my limbs once I woke up from the hot and tiring sex with Tina, the pack slut, and my current bed partner for a good fuck. She provided me with coitus (sex) anytime, anywhere, and whenever I was horny. I got up from my bed and took my shower before getting dressed. My name is Miller Reid Jones. I am the Lycan king. I was born as a Lycan. My father was the former Lycan king. He was courageous, noble, and the most pow

Paxton was trying to coax her but she was hitting him and asking for an explanation. He sighed as he heard about the war. The Lycan King is probably preparing for war. While the Vampire King would give support and protect the Lycan King’s bloodline. Back then, their families were at war. Killing each other. But things changed after he found his wife in a Lycan family and again reincarnated in the same family. He stepped down after he lost his wife for the second time. He wondered if the elders had reincarnated to help with war. Or was it their son who only reincarnated?

Alsie POV- We were laughing and goofing around in the bed, blowing off some steam, and having some much-needed conversations. It was nice. “Dante, tell us about the Lycan King.” I said as I looked over my shoulder at Dante behind me. “Ok. The Lycan King’s name is Declan; he has one heir to date. Declan is 1301 years old and he became the Lycan King when he was 518 years old. He’s a young king, he took the throne from King Liam by force, at the time King Liam was only 2276 years old and he was the youngest king ever. Declan has no mate; his single heir was born out of wedlock and mate bond. In fact, Dec didn’t even know he had an heir until recently.”

"Why? Have you heard the news about how I convinced all the Alphas to support me in starting a war against your pack? Are you here to beg for my mercy? Go on, I want to see." Lucian pushed her, making her lose her balance, and if not for her desk, she would've fallen to the floor. She just laughed it out. Staring at Lucian made her feel wet and alert all at the same time. The Lycan King looked very upset, and she was well aware of the reason. She planned it all, not just to get his attention but for him to change his mind, for she only wanted two things: Lucian to become her husband and to father her child, Austin.

We all understood what it meant for her, for Chad, for the future of our pack. Tears shimmered in her eyes as Chad’s hand tightened around hers. For the first time in what felt like ages, hope burned brighter than fear. Olgyn’s gaze lingered on Bella, his smile deepening with something both tender and solemn. Slowly, he reached out and laid his hand against her abdomen. A glow sparked beneath his palm, warm and golden, filling the room with a hushed reverence. “And the next heirs of the Lycan King,” he declared, his voice resonant with certainty, “will soon see the light of day.”

Daphne asks “Kind of like puberty, I guess would be the easiest way to explain it. But it happens before the first shift.” “That’s what Colt said.” I mutter, I was still in shock with what had happened. “The King would be right, only it’s not so aggressive. Most Lycans, when they come of age, they want to live in the forest, feeding. Not attack their parents.” “He wants to be King,” I mutter. “He said something about being the descendant of a Great and a Lycan.” Alpha Knox just looks at me with his black eyes. “The boy needs to remember his place.”

I snap myself out of my return to the past, grounded once again in Caleb’s chambers as he stares at me expectantly for an answer. Why do I want to marry him? Because I have to do everything in my power to stop Lucas from becoming the next Lycan King. If I leave now, letting angry and rejected Lucas continue to seek out the throne, I put everyone I know and love in danger. The madman will surely go after them again, just like he did in my past life before my rebirth. My parents are still in danger, the pack is still on the brink of chaos. I owe myself, my unborn child, my family, and the people of werewolf all of the strength I have.

Luckily they didn’t live close and wouldn’t visit often, meaning there was a low chance of the baby showing…if any, signs of being a Lycan. Lance was eager to return back to the royal pack lands and get a better understanding of the fall out from the rebel attack. From what I could gather, the royal guards managed to capture rebels and were questioning them for information. Lance said questioning and he’s sweet if he thinks I am that naive, but I grew up hearing of the lycan torture techniques and I didn’t expect anything less. We arrive back to the training base and the King certainly has increased security. It took us longer to enter the lands and as we pull up to the car park, I can see r

Ricky calls back. “Now repeat after me, I sit in this throne of the Lycan King to claim what is the birth right of mine, I am the first born Lycan to Dreena Ryane Queen of the Lycans and bear the white and Black mark of her heir.” I stopped waiting for him to repeat it then continued.