The Cursed Lycans Mate Iris And Cassian Novels & Stories

Buried beneath Neal’s claim, and the moment she rejected him… It awakened, a mate bond so sweet. My chest tightened as the new connection pulsed once beneath my skin. Stronger. Clearer. Alive. And through it I felt her. Faint. Weak. But there. My lycan roared to life inside me. “She’s calling me.” Russ stared. “Aleric…” But I was already moving. Every instinct in my body had locked onto the direction the bond pulled me toward like a compass finding true north. My vision darkened with fury. “He has my mate,” I growled. Russ’s expression hardened instantly.

With a jolt, I snapped out of my reverie, realizing the urgency of the situation. Taking a brief pause to collect my thoughts, I responded, "I and Sarah were having lunch at a restaurant when a lycan suddenly attacked us. It caught us off guard, leaving us unable to flee or defend ourselves in our weaker form. That's just it." My mother interjected, her voice filled with concern, "But Rachel, we saw the video. Where did the other lycan come from? Why did it defend you?"

Cassidy asked. “What do you mean?” Calypso asked her. “I mean, what’s our way forward?” Cassidy elaborated. “Well, we first have to get to the turning of the Lycans,” Killian replied. “Speaking of which, what about the Dark Moon Pack?” Nathan asked. “What do you mean?” Killian asked. “What happens to them if the two of you are mates?” Cassidy elaborated. “We merge,” Killian replied. Calypso scowled. “Can we have that? A pack of Lycans and werewolves?”

Because how then would I find Reine and possibly Cassandra, who are waiting for me, for my help. "By the power of the moon and in the presence of the Luna Goddess, I, Lucian Ashborne, accept you Elias Zephyr," I returned gaze to him, fixing him a hard look. He might think he's won, but I'm going to make sure it is the exact opposite, "as my mate." He stood and came closer, hands going to the back of my head and cupping it in a soft caress. "I, Elias Zephyr, King of the Lycans with the moon as a witness, accept you, Lucian Ashborne, as my mate."

Alder's Pov For three years; I've been suspecting that Cassi was my mate, I'd been attracted to her and it was weird seeing that I don't get attracted to girls easily, her beauty was mid-tier so it isn't what made me feel attracted to her, I had waved it off initially thinking it was just my hormones and all but after the truth surfaced; I knew she was my mate. I was angry, at the world, the moon goddess, myself, and Cassi, how can I be mated to a mere human? Was the goddess mocking me? I needed a strong Luna beside me seeing that I'd be the next alpha, being an alpha isn't an easy task neither is having a mate.

” Tristan explained Mates? “Lycans are not known to give up on their erasthai even when they are already mated or married to another” he finished “How crazy is that”? I scoffed and tried to play off the fact that I just asked something so deep like that and it bothered me. I turned to look at Caine and Tatiana again and the spot was empty. I was too busy listening to Tristan that I hadn’t noticed when they slipped away. Tristan’s hand moved to my hair and I paused.

But they can’t be together; their love will be forbidden in the eyes of the moon goddess. The mate bond is sometimes a curse, something bad. You’re lucky if your mate will love you forever, but you will live in the dark the moment your own mate breaks your heart into a million pieces. We, the Lycans, believe that we have only one mate to love for the rest of our lives—the one to cherish till our last breath. It’s making me sad to think why we need mates to be happy, why we can’t choose someone to love freely. “Anastasia? Are you listening?” I was pulled back into reality when I heard Cassie call my name. Oh yeah, I’m spacing out. I took a deep breath and shook my head.

He glanced at Selena, who sat beside him, her eyes wide with anticipation, her chest rising and falling with each breath. Levi's voice quivered as he continued, his words laden with a mixture of reverence and trepidation. "Though now extinct, they were one of the first breeds of werewolves. Which later created the breeds of Lycans." The air crackled with a newfound energy, tinged with both excitement and a hint of fear. The knowledge they were unraveling held the power to reshape their understanding of the world, to rewrite the boundaries of what was possible.

It was as if every fiber of my being was drawn to him, and I honestly didn’t know why. Then, just as his hands moved to bandage me, he froze on the spot. I frowned in both confusion and pain. “What is it?” I asked him. Jeremy’s jaw clenched and his eyes darkened. He slowly straightened up. I saw the way his nostrils flared and I saw something flicker in his dark eyes, something....... dangerous? He locked eyes with me and started hard, as if he was searching for something. “Are you Lycan?” he asked me in a low voice that carried a sharp edge to it.

I looked menacingly up at the moon and muttered under my breath, “What new games are you playing now, Selene? First, you bestowed us with a curse, and now this. My mate is a Lycan, the most powerful one. Yet, she’s so vulnerable. We couldn’t be together.” Moon Goddess must have been laughing at me from up above. Gritting my teeth, I finally reached the cottage. Padding through the empty hall, I rushed upstairs and reached her room. Panic fueled my entrance as I swept through the door. I laid Diana down, her stillness sending a chill through me. I grasped her shoulders, shaking her, desperate for a sign of life. But she didn’t move.