Rejected By The Alpha Claimed By The Lycan King Althea Novels & Stories

Alessia said walking up to a lycan after dropping her sword to the fate of the bloody ground. “Even now Alessia, you know the laws. You are fully aware how this works. DEFEAT THE ALPHA AND YOU BECOME THE ALPHA, DEFEAT THE KING AND THEN YOU’LL BECOME THE KING.” the lycan replied walking to meet Alessia. “Anyways you know that I can’t even stop this, even if I wanted to. I may be their alpha and they take orders from me but Cassius is my alpha and I take orders from him.” he added charging straight for Alessia with full claws.

"The sample reacted the moment I tried to seal it. It should never do that. I have never seen blood behave this way in thirty years of practice." Kael crouched to examine the shards without touching them, his expression unreadable. "Explain what you mean by behave." "It moved, my lord. On its own. Like it was alive." She looked at me now, and there was something close to fear in her eyes, though not the kind aimed at an enemy. It was the fear people reserve for something they do not understand. "My lord, I believe her bloodline is not merely rare. I believe it may be one the old texts warned us about, the kind meant to produce wolves capable of standing against Alphas and Lycan emperors both

I didn’t dare look at him. “You are,” he said again, this time softer, like he was enjoying every moment of my discomfort. I swallowed hard, “I don’t know what you mean, Alpha,” I whispered, keeping my eyes fixed on the bed in the room. Before I could take another breath, I felt his fingers forcefully lift my chin. My body stiffened, but I couldn’t dare meet his gaze. A human slave had no right to look at a Lycan in Bleeding Rose Country without his permission—the consequences of not obeying this was death.

Emily and Jacob waited near the front, eyes wide with worry and relief when they spotted me. Xavier stepped aside. “Stand here,” he murmured, indicating a spot beside him but slightly forward. I hesitated, but listened to him. His gaze softened. “You decide.” Those three words sent a shiver down my spine. He was giving me the authority. The hall waited as I processed things through. Kael cracked first. “You can’t be serious,” he snapped, looking between me and Xavier. “Alara is — she’s nobody. She has already been marked by another wolf and rejected! Why would the Lycan King want to make an enemy out of an Alpha and his entire pack — over her?”

Then a giant black wolf stepped out from between the trees. Aurora froze. The creature was enormous. Its body was nearly twice the size of an ordinary Alpha. Its fur was jet black, with a faint golde sheen at the tip of its tail. But it was its eyes that terrified Aurora the most. Golden. Cold. Powerful. The rogues immediately took several steps backward. “T-that’s...” “Impossible.” “A-a Lycan.” The largest rogue swallowed hard. “That’s the Lycan King.” Aurora’s breath caught. ‘The Lycan King? Weren’t the Lycans supposed to live far to the north? Then why is their king here?’ Her mind raced with questions.

He screamed because Elias, the Lycan pup, pressed his tiny paw to the Beta’s heart and *purred*. A Lycan’s purr. The sound of dominance. Of an Alpha choosing mercy. The Beta collapsed, sobbing. "Y-Young King... forgive me..." Kade watched his second-in-command break for a child. His army was already shifting, uncertain. Their Alpha had been rejected by the Moon Goddess. By his own blood. By a pup. "Retreat," Kade choked out. The word tasted like ash. "We retreat." "Run, Kade," I called, my voice carrying on the wind. Darius’s arm tightened around me. Elias trotted back and sat at our feet, tail wagging. "Run back to your empty throne. Tell them the Queen who had already won now has a King...

I asked, confusion etched on my face. “I'm very sure you are aware of the peace alliance with the Lycan king and other packs in this region?” he began. The Lycan king? He was not only a ruler of all the packs around but a tyrant. The devil himself. His name alone wreaked terror in the heart of all Alphas. It was rumored that his cruelty knew no bounds. And I'm well aware of the peace alliance in which all other Alphas agreed to send their daughters to the Lycan king as his concubines to stop them from betraying him.

That alone was enough to set my nerves further on edge. “What is it?” I snapped, my patience already hanging by a thread. He hesitated—just for a second—but that second was enough to make something dark twist in my chest. “My Alpha…” he started carefully, “Bella… she’s still in the Lycan kingdom.” The words hit like a spark to dry fuel. Rage exploded inside me instantly. My fists clenched tighter, my breathing turning sharp and uneven as his words echoed in my head. Still there. Still with them. With a Lycan.

Letting out a cough, I pointed at one of the two chairs in front of my desk. “Have a seat and continue.” “No, it’s fine. I…” Giving him a menacing glare, shut him up in an instant. Sailing the knot in his throat, he said, “Thank you, Alpha.” “Continue.” “Right, so I heard the news that Albert is apparently the right hand of the Lycan King’s Heiress. To help the princess, he went to the Wakeland and led warriors and other members to deal with the rogue issues that were happening there.”

The Lycan King’s gaze locked onto him, a predatory gleam in his eyes. “What is your problem, Alpha Jasper?” the Lycan King asked, his voice deceptively calm. Jasper’s jaw tightened and his fists clenched. The room fell silent, everyone holding their breath. But he did not answer. Instead, he quickly stormed out of the room. Later that day, as the shadows lengthened and the day drew to a close, Seraphina found me again. Her expression was serious. “The Lycan King wishes to see you again,” she said formally.