The Cursed Lycans Mate Iris And Cassian Novels & Stories

“Well, allow me to educate you for a moment. Most lycans are level headed. We live for centuries. It’s a lot easier to learn how to regulate your emotions, especially when you’re as strong as we are, but if there’s one thing that is guaranteed to piss a lycan off, it is perceived disrespect towards their mate. I have heard of stories of educated men burning down villages because someone looked at their mate wrong.” “That’s horrible,” I whispered, but all she did was shrug. “Maybe, but my point is that Carlos wouldn’t dare to say anything to you because it wouldn’t matter that he’s Elias’ best friend, he’d be dead before he finishes his sentence.”

I thought as I gulped in fear as he stared at me. He glared angrily at me and he looked like he wanted to devour me at that moment. "Ly..Lycan.." I managed to say as I brought down my eyes in fear. I didn't hear anything else as I looked up to see he was gone. "How can he be my mate?" I asked myself. I turned to see the peering eyes of people on me. "Someone who killed my entire family.." I thought as tears rolled down my cheeks. It was as if my heart was pricked by a needle. Why does the mood goddess hate me so much? First she let all my family die in the hands of that ruthless Lycan king and now she made that same Lycan king my mate.

“But my training is lame. Your love life, or lack thereof, is totally cool. I prefer talking about you.” I turned to Carl and sighed. We had gotten close in the months that he had been part of the pack, and I did consider him a good friend. He was likeable, and I had seen the scars that covered his body, which had occurred prior to his transition, and those hadn’t healed. At first, i thought Carl had been a spy, only he hadn’t. For a long time, I kept the other man at a distance so that he didn’t get hurt. “You need to have an alphess.”

Jason winked at Ella hoping she would take the bait. "Mark me?" Ella played a fool. She was not ready to let him know that she was a Luna. She was attracted to him but she did not trust him as yet. "Yes. You know. You will be my mate!" Officer Duke baited her on. "Mate. What is this marking that you speak of. Is it some sort of ritual?" Ella blinked innocently. "No Ella. It is not a ritual." Jason looked frustrated. His plan wasn't working. " It's when a wolf finds the one that is meant to her his. You know. Like a soulmate. He marks her and they are mated forever."

Lycans didn’t belong with wolves like me, especially not with someone like me. But… how? My mind reeled, a sharp panic clawing through my chest. How is it possible that I have another mate? Rafael had been my first fated bond, and he had shattered me with his rejection. The Moon Goddess never gave second chances. Not to the weak. Not to the unwanted. Iris whispered with desperate certainty, She did. She gave him to us. I shook my head slightly, the motion making the pain in my skull flare. No. I couldn’t believe that. It was cruel, too cruel, to dangle the idea of another mate in front of me only for him to tear me apart again.

“He’s going to have to take someone with him, it can’t be me. I’m thinking, Osiris.” “Sweetness, why Si?” “Well according to the three Lycans here, Lycans don’t do the whole “gay-bi-straight” thing that werewolves do, so Osiris would be accepted as his mate. Osiris and Dante already wear each other’s mark, their marks match, so that won’t be suspicious. Technically Osiris and Dante are mates, so sharing a room with each other won’t be awkward.” Alsie answered Evander, as she looked between Osiris and Dante.

"I will give you one chance to think about my offer, Prime Alpha Blackwater. Do you think your fiancee would survive if this ends up going badly? Think about that." Lisa balls her hands into fists. "Don't worry about me. I've survived worse things than you can imagine." I hear the demigods growl and I immediately shift into my wolf form, together with Klaus, Luke, Jonas, and Lisa. "You were right after all. It's like you said, we were looking for you." Lisa says, pulling out her guns. Kira tilts her head to stare at Lisa. "You surprise me a lot. Aren't you afraid of dying, Vadagasuli?"

She seemed excited to spend time with his pater and Jay. Viper made sure to explain the upcoming season to Colby and Gramps so they wouldn’t be caught by surprise out and about in the corridors. He was aware that just like some lycan males liked to mate with humans as a conquest, so did some females. He informed them it would be safer for them to stay in their quarters or, if they needed to go out, to contact his pater to go with them. It would help in warding off unwanted advances.

Bloody nightmares became even more vivid after Larissa’s death. The nightmares I had before while I was chasing Larissa and Aralyn for 13 fucking years now seem like a rom-com. I have asked for answers to this fucking riddle. I went across the realms and sought the best mages and prophets. I have been looking for an explanation for over 18 years now. More than 18 fucking years have passed since I spent that one dammed night with that fucking bitch Larissa. That night, I thought I had met my destined mate, and I just submitted to her…with my body and soul. I mated with her, overstepping my own boundaries and rules that I set for my Lycans. Since the last battle of Amaralva, between the Thessa

Tristan nodded solemnly, his eyes serious. "As I said earlier, my lord, we intercepted some Silver Crescent scum," Tristan began, his voice steady. "And they were in possession of some cheap witchcraft. Because once we backed them into a corner, they disappeared." He paused, collecting his thoughts. "But they left us a message," Tristan continued, his words dripping with gravity. "The alpha's mate must live up to her words, or else, she'll meet her end at our hands." The words hung in the air like a challenge, a threat that Damian couldn't ignore. His mind raced with possibilities, his heart seething with anger and betrayal.