The Love Of A Lycan 소설 & 이야기

Your support means everything to me, dear lovers of My Lycan. — Dee_jonah

"How would you describe it?" "Unbearable," Liam breathed out, and Joan swallowed. She finally raised brown eyes to look at him, and Liam was the one who swallowed those times. The heavy had turned heavy between them, and Joan had to clear her throat and look away before she got lost in his eyes. "It was unbearable for him. When she had read the grimoire they had found, she had read that most lycan could go crazy if they didn't mark their mate or they lost their mate. Many lycans in the past had gone insane and Rogue after getting rejected by their mate. But Liam was of royal blood, and this gave him more leverage than normal lycan. They were stronger and could withstand things like this for

She is not a girl who will fall for some handsome rich guy’s feet. Surely, his Mate has standards and this is what he wanted in his mate. This is the MATE he was searching for hundred’s of year's and this is where she was hiding all the while. He knew, his mate gonna be a hard nut and a little cranky. But he did see the spark in her eyes when their gaze met each other. He knew, she felt something in her heart for him... And she is attracted to him in one look but he is not sure... About it if she will accept him the way he is or not! After all, she is a human... And he is a Lycan King.

And Lycan, think in that moment, he saw all the emotions that he had never seen before by the naked eyes. "I love you. " Lycan said out of nowhere which made Adeline look at him in rage. She look at him unbelievably, unable to say the words that She wanted to tell him. She wants to curse him to death or may be if possible, she will be the one to kill him because of everything he did. Adeline went on for a while before freezing and gaping at me. "What?" "I said I love you." Lycan answered, fear of her rejection coiling around Adeline. "Not as a friend. But as a man loves a woman."

Our lycans are miserable without their mate. "Come home, my love. We need you to follow our voices and come back to us. We have so much more love to give you, and if I'm being honest, I don't think I can hold it together again anymore, so I need you to come back. Mi Amor, come back. Kayla Pov

When I heard the line go quiet with only her heavy breathing of angry puffs I put my phone back to my ear and asked, “I understand that you hate lycans because of what happened but why do you hate all the rest of the animals? How did they ever harm you? They don’t even have human forms like us. It’s not like I am meeting with a werewolf or Lycan I just want a normal wolf as a pet.” “Lycia Amoret! Are you trying to argue with your mother? If I said that you can’t have a pet then that’s the end of the discussion. I am not buying you one and don’t you dare let me hear that wretched word from your lips again. I hate that abominated species of mindless puppets.” She snarled making me roll my eyes

Being a creature of the night, I embraced the warmth of the Lycan Alpha's lips as a harbinger of change—a celestial alignment that defied the conventions of our supernatural realms. In that fleeting moment, I surrendered to the currents of destiny, my lips locking with her in a silent vow that echoed through the ages. The kiss, an ephemeral communion, spoke of a connection that transcended the confines of immortality—a union forged in the crucible of time, where vampire and Lycan found solace in the embrace of each other. Yes. She's a Lycan. A Lycan who was destined to end my life, but even after knowing that, I am still ready to get my life taken if it's her who’ll take it.

Call it quality, but Lycans love to feed on these feelings when their presence affects someone like this before showing them their actual nature. And enjoy it the most when that someone is a female. “May I know the reason?” His hooded, lustful eyes tracked every molecule of her frame. She was a virgin human bud, and all he could think of was slamming her on this table and thrusting himself until she called his name. Wouldn’t that be a crime manuring the thoughts of lust? This is what he could think of right now. She was a beautiful bud, and he couldn’t deny how her eyes devoured everything on him.

Of course, he does. “They are the last of their kind, as I am the last of mine. It may be arrogant, but as the last male of our species, I feel it’s my duty to watch over them, protect them. Of course, now, Tana and Kenna have Cedric and he’s made it clear that he will protect them. Lycan’s are apparently as possessive and protective as dragons.” He looks at me, holding my gaze with his. “But my love for them is nothing compared to my love for you.” He says and my heart skips a beat. I know he hears it because his mouth twitches into a small smile.

The one that made my entire world perfect and safe. And my heart sank to the bottom just from me thinking about it. Ronan was possessive. I had always known that. All Lycans were. We were made to be possessive and territorial. But we had never had to discuss our loyalties. I had never had to worry about losing him the way he was certainly feeling now. “From the moment that bastard saw you, I already knew that there was something about his reaction.” Ronan spat, as he balled his fists in anger.