The Love Of A Lycan 소설 & 이야기

"The words were thick, muffled against the knuckles of his hand as I gave it a gentle squeeze. He must have been frantic. We had already buried too many of our own; the mere thought of losing me had to haunt him. It had to.Alaric pulled his hand from my grip. He offered a single, casual nod, turned on his heel, and walked out.I blinked at the empty doorway, utterly bewildered.That was it?I knew Alaric. He was a man ruled by cold logic, his heart carved from stone, his emotions locked away behind an impenetrable wall. The only time the word love ever crossed his lips was when he was burying himself inside me. I knew better than to crave his affection. Yet, as the door swung shut, I wondered i

That black figure is no way of weak and I'm suppose not to compare myself to it, yet here I am and feel so small to ever compare. Not only the admission is filled with info and with a warning to the possibility of trap in the mountains. However, this only prove how I so behind from this world of shifters. I barely even shift! “As long as you protect your heart...” Dad always reminds me that it's no wrong to have not yet shift, but the important is for my heart to withstand every misery and pain. I can only sigh and continue being cautious. Dad is a family, of course he would tell those words without blinking. He either serious or what, dad knows how to hide his deep emotions. He's hard to re

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.

Jules knew who my mate was, I told him that one night when I had this very painful intense heat. If I had known the package that came with being a lycan's mate, trust me, I would have definitely agreed to let him take me there and then because one thing I knew for sure, I wouldn't want to experience the heats that I go through or even the so called curse this mate thing has like when he sleeps with the countless women, I get the pains just only where he touches them and some other things I would like to tell you but that's for another day. I had to get some witch doctor to make a potion for me which she warned that it's effects would stop and this heat would eventually kill me. "Lycan King,"

He buried his violent lust and his raw panic under absolute ice. "Lycans don't do love," Kaz stated firmly. His voice carried absolute authority. "We're predators. We conquer our enemies. We breed our mates to pass on our bloodline. We claim exactly what belongs to us. Love is a weak, useless human disease. It makes Alphas soft. I won't ever be soft." Kai let out a loud, aggressive scoff.

I panted while questioning the whiny pup over me. I knew that Lycans liked to drenched their mate with their scent to claim their territory. They were the most possessive creatures in the supernatural world. And Royal blooded Lycans were even worse. They were ten times more possessive than a normal Lycan and they could go to any extent to protect their mates ! “Mhmm. Wanna breed you. Mine. Only mine,” Kai possessively chanted over and over again as he pounded ferociously inside me.

I know it is awkward, but I need to be extra careful this time. "Grey, don't put us together in one category. I'm not like you. I prefer knowledge over some girls" he said and flicked my forehead. Knowledge over some girls? But his actions and moves says otherwise. "When an odd lycan finally saw or smell the scent of the human that is destined to be his mate, he would feel a strong desire to be with that human. It was as if the odd lycan is imprinting on that human. The connection would be stronger as the Lycaea is getting closer."

And if I don't accept him fully, then how can I expect the same in return? "It's alright" I told him softly. Letting out a quiet sigh. Many people say that Lycans are beasts, and that they slaughter their own packs for fun. It's true. But they have hearts, and once they trust a being, they'll do anything to protect them. I felt his claw gently trail down from my eyes, tracing a dried tear. He whimpers again, shifting closer to me. I heard the cracking and reformation of bones, low growls sounding before silence.

Elio suddenly spat out a huge mouthful of blood. He pressed himself against the ground, trying to lift his head, but Samuel's Pure-blood Lycan pressure pinned him down so hard that he couldn't move. "Pure-blood… Lycan…" Elio's eyes went wide with disbelief. How could this be? How could the mate who rose from the very bottom, who could only cling to him for support, have attached herself to the legendary and most noble royal bloodline?

Lycan's are very prossesive and protective about their mates . I wanted to talk to my mate and know her name. it was getting hard to control my wolf but my mate is human so I cannot approach her directly. she won't be able to feel the mate bond like me and she is also unware of supernatural creatures so I have to take this slowly with her else I will scare her and she can reject me . I can't let her reject me I found my mate after so many decads now I cannot loose her .so I entered calmly into the classroom with my grandpa. I told my grandpa that I will take the classes he requested from me earlier. Asked him to inform the students about that right now. I just wanted to be around my mate. So