Sold To The Cold Lycan King Novels & Stories

One of the elders, James, adjusted his robe as he stood up, “Alpha, about the banquet that's coming up tomorrow, we heard you've invited the Lycan king. Don't you think that's dangerous?” Kaiden raised his brows, “What do you mean?” James swallowed and said, “Alpha, you must have heard some rumors about the Lycan king, Lord Duncan. People say he's extremely dangerous, and he has the looks of a demon. They say he kills in seconds, and he's extremely skilled while fighting. His name alone instills fear in the heart of people. Do you want to invite such kind of a person to the banquet? What if everyone gets frightened to death!” his voice was laced with fear as he stared at Kaiden.

she asked after seeing that I knew too much for her to deny anything further. I smirked, taking another drag from my cigar before responding. "Well, all that I want is your silence, Desiree. That, and your undying support." I paused, exhaling the ingested smoke. "The Lycan King will become unstable soon because he now has no true mate and that will cause the Elders to give me the title. When that happens, I will be given what is rightfully mine and you will have the love of your life."

“Hunter is heading straight for the medical dungeons to get your father! If you do not protect the west wing with your light, that bastard will drag him back to the border. Clear the interior path, Empress. I will handle the Valley.” Before I could argue about strategy, the King Lycan let out a battle roar that did not belong to a man, but to the largest alpha beast in the north. His body expanded through partial mystical transformation, and with a brutal push of his shoulders, he unleashed his core’s silver energy against the frozen stone. The block of ice split in two with a deafening crash that brought back the purple light of the siege lamps. We leaped out of the pit, surrounded by a sho

He replied, continuing to walk. “Is King Marcelo going to be gracing us with his presence this year?” Jason asked the king. “Well. We are not certain. He never responded to the letter,” the King replied. The Lycan King? Did they invite him? The cold-blooded killer was invited to the convention? I wondered, following behind. If at all the Lycan will be here, I made a note to make sure that I avoid them at all costs. They were ruthless and dominant.

The light, like his golden eyes, was glaring and imposing, making it hard to look directly at him. —That indifferent man was nothing like my Luc. Every noble lining up to hand him tributes like the sun itself had stepped onto their soil. Each one offered something rarer than the last — enchanted weapons, lunar pearls, gem-forged armor blessed by ancient alphas. Then, each person who had given a gift excitedly walked down, starting to discuss Lucian. "Never has anyone said that the Lycan King is so handsome! It's truly captivating..." “Shh! That's not the focus today！,” someone whispered. “...The Lycan King, to visit a werewolf province personally… has it ever happened before?”

I yelled, looking straight into my step father's eyes. “You can’t run from it. You're the only unmated female born on the night of the purple moon and that's his specification. You know what the Lycan king can do to this pack if we deny him what he wants. Your details have been sent to him already.” He said with a smirk. That every minute I knew there was something in for him. He can’t be this pleased if he wouldn’t be gaining from it.

All I want is someone who could keep me. "Just keep me, Sebastian. I will do your tidings. I will be your slave. Just save me from the wicked claws of the Lycan king,", I pleaded again. "I can't do that without knowing why you don't want to go with him. You keep confusing me by every line you say," he snapped and I held his leg more tightly. "I was bought by the Lycan king who is known to be ruthless, and also keeps a pleasure squad of women for himself," I lamented.

Nikolai said. What did she do? "I saw two guards coming out of Louis's house with a bag. I didn't know what was going on so I didn't say anything. The same night, I heard about your quarter getting attacked. This can't happen unless your personal guards are ordered to go on a break or are offered a significant amount of money. Which only Darius and Leikos can do. I saw the mark on the men's arms. But the thing is that no one liked Louis. He has always been a pervert. Which meant that the guards I had seen step out of Louis's house with the bag had stolen the branding iron from Louis's house. They used that to mislead you into thinking that the followers of Sacredos were after you. Which they

​I started tracing the lines on the map, remembering all the conversations I’d overheard back when I was a kid—the trade routes, the secret paths, and how easily the human lords could be bought because of their cravings for Lycan favor. ​"Wren thinks I’m a trophy," I said, a cold, sharp determination settling in my chest. "Let her keep thinking that. While she’s busy watching the King, I’ll be taking apart her coalition." So the royal banquet came, it was a test of survival disguised as a celebration. Ronan had told me to stay away, but I didn't listen. I threw a heavy cloak over a simple dress, keeping my face hidden in the shadows as I stuck to the outskirts of the Great Hall.

Aiden would never apologize. He came towards me, sending my body into a state of frenzy. My eyes widened, my breath caught in my throat, unable to comprehend what I was hearing. "L-Lycan?” I stuttered. "Yes, King.” He replied, completely missing the point. I've heard a lot about the Lycan king. He was ruthless, and didn't care about anyone but himself. He has several women at his beck and call. The only good thing I heard was that he was good looking…and they were fucking right.