The Cursed Lycan's Mate Novels & Stories

I couldn’t guess. I was dressed as an omega, and to say I was his bitch would have everyone laughing in his face. “And if they don’t believe me,” I went on, “I’ll show them your mark on my neck. The Doyles swore a Lycan’s mating bite glows in the dark. Let’s try that, because we don’t even have the sun up.”

If she would accept him as her mate. Unlike normal werewolves, who felt a pull to their mate, was destined for them, Lycan’s chose mates. Oftentimes they had several mates in the pursuit of creating as many offsprings as possible, something he had not and likely would not be successful in. Other times they took life mates. After finishing the meat, Viper made his way back onto the ship with it in hand. Placing most of it into the large cooler, he prepared to cook the rest for the evening meal. He'd just began to smoke the meat when the young male came in.

He thought, “I was abandon by father, and despise my very existence. The least thing I can do is to respect his might and begone to ever entering his premise!” The young lady halted upon the disappearing of the presence. She sigh, and a conflicted expression appear in her face. He thought, “He's a lycan, my mate. But it is enough to not end my life when he has a chance to do it?” This thought remain inside her while she do everything to avoid from closing in to every village she come across with!

We always travel with a big group to prevent any power hungry wolves or rouges from getting any ideas since we are the most powerful kingdom of Lycans in North and South America. As Lycans we are closer to being directly descended from the Moon Goddess, so we are bigger, much stronger and faster, and we can live for hundreds of years beyond even the long life span of werewolves. Which is why when or should I say if we ever find a mate once we mark them they slowly turn into Lycan as well. Unlike werewolves we can be mated to anyone, supernatural beings or even humans, and nothing in our mates life aside from already being with a fated mate can prevent us from taking and marking them. I perso

"Before he claims her fully. Before the mate bond is complete. It's easier to break a partial bond than a full one." "Easier? It'll still destroy him." "He survived it once before." "Barely. The curse..." "Will consume him eventually anyway," Aldric interrupts. "At least this way, the kingdom survives. We can find him a suitable mate, a proper Lycan, someone strong enough to handle his beast without being an abomination herself." My nails dig into my palms. Abomination. Monster. Dangerous. Is that what I am?

“ You saw my memories? ” I was dumbfounded. “ I was not imagining all that? ” Tyson exhaled a breath before he pulled away and dropped beside me. My gaze met the ceiling as I tried to make sense of what just happened. “ Does this happen to all mates? ” Tyson murmured. He was clueless because, for decades, Lycans were cursed to not feel any bond—which included the mate bond. They couldn’t recognize their mate but Queen Lenora and Alpha King Striker broke that curse recently and now, Lycans could mate with their true mates instead of getting forced to choose people to mate with.

He took a deep breath and looked at her with weary eyes. “He promised me life.” Maria looked at him with a raised brow, not quite understanding what he meant. Before she could ask further questions, he continued explaining. “I'm not living past the next blood moon.” Maria gasped at the revelation. He continued. “I've been cursed since I left my pack in Lycanthia. I was born as one of the rare Lycans in my packs. Someone framed me for a crime I didn't commit and my father kicked me out of the pack. I don't have much time Maria. That's why I was overjoyed when I found my mate. At least I get to spend my last days with someone I love.”

“As if I would ever be with you.” I could feel my chin tremble as tears threatened to surface, but I held back my sobs. "You really have no idea, do you?” he asked. “No idea about what?” I asked. “You are my mate.” I gasped, covering my mouth. “It’s a moot point though,” he said. “I’m officially rejecting you now.” My heart was breaking. Everyone in the Moon Pack, including David, was intent on crushing my spirit. My chest felt like it was caving.

she hissed, eyes wide as she yanked me into a shadowy corner. Her face tightened with fear. “You can’t talk about that out loud.” “Why not?” I whispered. “Because,” she leaned closer, “every maid who did… ended up dead.” A cold wave slammed into my chest. I pressed my hand over my mouth. Dead? “But who is she?” I begged. “Please. I have to know.” The maid glanced over her shoulder, lips trembling. “She was the Lycan’s mate… his bride. She was murdered by demons during the Dark Rise.”