Rejected By The Lycan King Novels & Stories

They glared daggers at me, like they were waiting to push me off the cliff themselves. "You don't get to decide that, Prince Alpha," I spat. What the hell is wrong with this man? "Step away from the cliff, Nyx," he snarled. I stared hard at him and took a step back. "And why should I? So you can lock me up again? Waiting for me to 'turn'?" I let out a dry laugh. "Turn into what exactly, my Lord? A Lycan? We both know you're bluffing."

“It does… but can’t you see the odds? They’re mated. For all we know, she’s already marked by him.” Victoria let out a sharp, mocking laugh. “That’s not going to happen. As long as the elders refuse to accept her, the Lycan Kingdom will never recognize her as queen. Understand?” Lyka stared at her for a long moment, then shrugged. “If you say so. But that’s your battle. Not mine.” She stood up and walked away without another word. Victoria narrowed her eyes at Lyka’s retreating figure, her expression darkening with fury. She had humiliated herself, walking under the blazing sun just to form an alliance, and that bitch had the nerve to reject her so casually.

Her eyes glistened, but she did not look away. “I will not be your mistress, Lucian. If you want me, then you must accept all of me. Flaws and strengths.” The bond screamed inside me. The beast howled in protest. But I had made my choice long ago. I would not drag her into my curse. I met her gaze, forcing my voice to remain steady. “I, Lucian Blackthorn, Lycan King of the Lycan Kingdom, hereby accept your rejection.” The words hung in the air between us.

Instead, I felt a tired, sad pity, like looking at a mirror cracked down the middle. “I cannot forgive you,” I said slowly. “Not yet. Maybe not ever. You were a king. You should have asked.” “Yes.” “But I do not think you are the villain.” I stood. “Marek was. Hadrick may be. If you want to make this right, help me stop the people who are still working.” Aldric’s eyes shone. “Anything.” “Then rest. You are no use to me dead.” For the first time since I had met him, the king laughed.

“You know what people think of me. I was convicted of murdering Nathaniel Hayes. That conviction hasn't disappeared, and neither has my reputation.” “I know.” “Then imagine what they'll say when they learn that the prince of Ravenscroft has a convicted woman for his mate.” Lucian's jaw tightened. “My advisers have already expressed their objections to my association with you.” I stared at him. “Already?” “They summoned me to a meeting yesterday. They wanted me to issue a statement denying any romantic interest in you.” “What did you say?” “I refused.” “Lucian, they're your advisers. You can't simply ignore them.”

“Not physical obstacles. Something designed specifically to alert her to exactly the kind of bloodline presence our own party carries.” “Then she likely already knows we are here,” Rowan said grimly. We pressed forward regardless, understanding that retreat now would simply grant her additional time to move the captive boy elsewhere, and we found him finally in a small chamber deep within the mountainside, bound but apparently unharmed, his expression carrying the particular exhausted terror of someone who had endured several days of genuine uncertainty about his own fate. “You are the Lycan Queen,” he said, his voice shaking as I moved quickly to free his bindings. “She told me you would ev

“What?” “Come to us.” Aurora gave a faint smile. “I’ve already come.” “That’s not what I mean.” Darren looked at Cassian. “We want to see if the Lycan King is willing to risk everything for her.” Cassian answered without hesitation. “Yes.” Aurora turned her head. Cassian clasped her hand. “Without a second thought.” Darren fell silent. Then he smiled. “Just as we expected.” He signaled to his men. Lila was pushed forward. “Aurora!”

"Then what did you do?" "Wandered, mostly, for longer than I'd like to admit." A small, tired smile. "Followed rumors instead. There aren't many stories that spread faster than the Lycan King personally escorting a rejected exile out of Mooncrest territory himself. Once I heard the description — silver-black hair, golden eyes, a fresh rejection mark — I knew it had to be you. I just had to convince the border guards to actually let me in and prove I wasn't a threat." "You came all this way. Alone."

The Lycan Twins abused mate. The King. "Are you sure she's the right one?" Ava's stance. Meeting the king again is something I know is bound to happen. The last time we met each other, he refused me because I'm a human and I'm mated to his sons. A human mated to the soon-to-be Lycan king. His attitude toward me makes me question his authority and ask him to bow before him. Because of our first encounter that went wrong, he now despises me. After knowing I was a Lycan, I thought he was going to accept me, but I was wrong. He still refuses to acknowledge me. I hope he forgives me and accepts me as his daughter-in-law.

At first Eden was just in front of me but I paused to listen to a small pack talking about the Lycan king Arnou and Eden ended up ahead of me. "He's the youngest lycan king we've ever had and apparently he has no mate yet." A teenage girl said. She stood with her pack of friends close to the refreshment table. "I heard he came to look for his mate this time. Thats why I wore this forest green dress. It makes my tits look good and I heard he loves green" Her friend replied giggling. "Yeah I don't think it works like that, my pa told me lycans don't get fated mates, they are special in the