Stolen By The Beastly Lycan King Novels & Stories

Another lunged for a cluster of villagers near the well, females and children too slow to have taken cover. Zane didn’t think. He moved. We hit the Rogue midair, teeth closing around its throat. The body fell limp at our paws, the fight gone from it instantly. And that’s when the villagers saw me. The storm light caught on my fur, golden streaked with shadows, massive and terrible. The power of the Lycan King pulsing around me. Recognition swept through the villagers. A few fell to their knees. Others just stared, mouths open, horror and awe tangled together.

A collective gasp filled the hall. His hand shot forward. With one swift motion, one of his fingers transformed into a razor-sharp black claw. Then Slice. The claw tore through Father’s ceremonial robe as though it were paper before instantly returning to a normal finger. I froze. So did everyone else. The stories were true. The Lycans were monsters on an entirely different level. King Darius leaned closer to Father, his voice dangerously calm. “If the thief is not found, you will watch me execute not only your family, but every living soul in this pack.”

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.

I dug my claw into the ground to prevent myself from tumbling down. I was breathing very hard now. My breath was punched out of me and it seemed that life would soon be too— either by the Lycan King or by the burning hot lava creeping threateningly close now. I could see its glow reflecting on our skins already. “I’ll kill your Lover first and then I’ll come back and have sex with you before I kill you. I don’t want him interrupting us.” The Lycan King smiled at me and then he crawled away towards where he had left Cayden, leaving me to be drenched by the drizzling rain.

"It means something different. We have gifts the alphas do not possess. We are healers, nurturers, survivors. Do not let them convince you that you are worthless." Her words are kind, but they cannot erase a lifetime of being told I am a mistake. I squeeze her hand, grateful for her compassion even if I cannot believe her reassurance. After Mary leaves, I force myself to eat a little. I will need my strength for what is coming. That night, I couldn't sleep. I lie in my bed and stare at the ceiling, wondering what tomorrow will bring. I have heard stories about the Lycan King. They say he murdered his own uncle to take the throne. They say he tears apart enemies with his bare hands. They say

His skill in battle helped him become well-known, and at the mercy of the Moon Goddess, he became the respected leader to protect the rights and freedoms of his people after the long ordeals and battles. His journey to becoming the formidable lycan king he was today was marked by transformation and trials. Once a young and impulsive warrior seeking glory in battle, his path shifted when he encountered a wise and influential lycan elder who recognized his potential. Guided by his mentor, he began to develop the qualities of leadership and diplomacy, ultimately earning a place as a trusted advisor to the king.

I want to see the bloodshed. Gradually, they came out and they were shaped like a wolf. They were high ranks but they were still too low to face the Lycan king. But I won’t let Heather see or even hear what happens here. “Theodore! The selfish Lycan king.” I just didn't listen to their side comments. I just kept going. As I stepped forward, they rushed at me one by one. My nails were raised and I slashed them one by one on their chest. “You bastards! How high you think to step into my domain?! You are too ambitious. If you think you can deceive me.”

the Lycan king said as he headed to where my mum was. He dragged her by her hair to where my father was. "Mummy!!" My sister and I shouted at the same time. I rushed to save my mother but was halted by the Lycan king. "Don't you take another step or else.." he said. "Olivia, don't come please. Stay back.." my mother cried. "I want you to feel the pains that I felt when you raped my mate to death.." he said as he tore my mom's dress open in front of the whole pack.

I froze. “Who are you? Where are you taking me to?” I held Asher tighter and tried not to show how frightened I was. He stopped the car, I grabbed the handle, ready to bolt, when he turned to me and sprayed something in my face. “Ouch! What are you…do…ing” I slurred, my vision becoming blurry and dark…"no…as…her” I passed out. ********** It was evening time when the Lycan kings arrived at the Red Star pack in search of their mate, Jasmine, the daughter of the Alpha of the Red Star pack.

I got into the best defensive stance I could muster as the wolves began to attack me. Piercing pain shot up my arms and legs from the bites of the rogues’ sharp teeth. A loud snarl echoed in the clearing making the rogues and myself look around. That was when I saw it. Red glowing eyes, razor sharp teeth, and a massive black wolf on two legs. I’d never seen a Lycan before but there was no mistaking who the Lycan was. It was the King. As soon as he took a step further into the clearing, his eyes met mine and in an instant I was met with darkness.