Rejected By The Lycan King Novels & Stories

“That’s the Lycan King?” Dahlia’s face was pressed against my window pane as she looked out towards the procession being held for the Lycan King. He'd been in our pack for two days now, and it was easy to say that I had been avoiding him. I kept waiting for him to make a big scene and accuse my parents for their deceit or reject me and order for Dahlia to be made his, but he didn't. My head hung between my legs as my fears threatened to kill me. “Are you alright?” Dahlia asked as she rubbed slow circles around my back.

Mine was dwarfed by his but I didn't let that deter me. “I give you my word," I said and he held my hand affectionately in his hand and then turned to the elders. He did it as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do. “Have you decided yet?" He asked them and they turned to look at us. All the while, everyone in the square was either quiet and keenly waiting or conversing in low tones. The elders turned and looked at us and one started, “yes we are Lycan King. It has been unanimously decided that Serena is innocent.

Nobody said a word. "I cannot give back your dead," Kael said. His voice was low and clear. "I can give you homes, and grain, and wood, and my soldiers' hands. Every house will be rebuilt, bigger than before. The Miller's boy will have the best healer in my kingdom. And I will go to every grave myself and put a stone on it." Then the most powerful Lycan in the world went down on one knee in the dirt, in front of a bald old human with a broom.

The two people I had expected to fight for me were also against me, all deluded by the claim that my sister was me. What was happening right now? Was this a nightmare, or was I going mad? Either way, I was going to get killed here. But I wasn’t going down without a fight. “Lycan King,” Elder Elowen bowed before him, not daring to meet his eyes as she spoke, “while I believe your judgement is always right, killing the lady is not advisable. You have already been mated. It will have an adverse effect on your beast, and considering its nature...”

With a little smile on her face, she nodded, “I’m sorry, King.” She frustrates me, but I had no other choice because I enjoy her clit. I basically use her as a whore. And she’s not the only one I fuck with. I approached her to ask for what I needed. My Lycan rejected me going to her. “No,” he yells as I try to shove him away from me. “Our mate will be here soon. Don’t bother sleeping with any of these cheap slut again. She’ll hate us if she finds out,” he growls once again.

He said indifferently, a slight curiosity to his eyes. "It was not my intention to be intimate with you... I was... not in the right state of mind," I said meekly. If I had guessed correctly I am speaking to the eldest son of the Lycan King, and he is rumored to have killed his mate for being unable to bear a child. No one knows exactly what happened, but I believe he had also rejected his first mate. Dana whimpers in my head at the thought of being rejected by our mate. Given the circumstances, I would gladly accept his rejection if it means escaping death in his hands.

Then I looked at her with deadly coldness before speaking in a serious voice that everyone heard clearly "I, Alexander Morganth, King of the Lycans..." I paused for a few short seconds before continuing "I reject you as my mate, Maria."

'I can feel it all crumbling to pieces. 'That isn't why he is doing this,' I muttered back at her. I frowned as I stared at London's face. That wasn't why he was doing all of this... was it? "She did accept my rejection, Alpha Ryder," London said as he turned back to the Lycan King. "But she was coerced into doing so. I am really sure that she didn't mean what she said." Ryder turned to me and asked, "is this true?"

Antonio returned to the office and asked away, "Why did you let him go, Xander?" I stared out the window into the dark night, "We don't kill one of our own, Antonio. The population of Lycans is already dwindling. I am a Lycan King, how can I set an example to kill our fellow Lycan over anything so small?" I looked back at Antonio, "And don't forget that Aiden and I had a history."

This was all she managed to say. “Yes—you aren’t my mate and you can never be mine,” I spat angrily and turned to walk inside the hall for the ceremony to begin when I halted again. Turning around, I saw her staring into space—as I figured out that she might have found it difficult to believe what just happened. “I...Eric Axel, The Lycan King of the Lycan groove rejects you....” I was saying when she rushed towards me and held me tightly, tears dropping out from her eyes. “Please don’t do this,” She cried painfully, but my mid was made up.