The Lycan King's Breeder Novels & Stories

I asked passersby more times than I could count and finally met someone who seemed to know his exact location. I stood at the entrance of the hall, observing with a mix of emotions. When the man’s warning replayed in my ears. “Before you go searching for him, you should know this, the Lycan King has no interest in women. There was once a rumor, spread by one of his own officials, that he only wanted an heir to secure his lineage. The man who started the rumor? He never saw another sunrise.” I didn’t listen to him and came anyway. But at what cost?

he added, his tone soft yet curious, "who are you in the pack?" I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal. Finally, I spoke, my voice trembling slightly. "I'm the Alpha's breeder," I said, averting my gaze. "And... a maid." The Lycan King's smile faltered, and his brow furrowed as surprise flickered across his face. "A breeder and a slave?" he repeated, his voice carrying a mixture of disbelief and concern. "Why would someone like you take on such roles?"

“We have no idea what kind of catastrophe she may bring upon this kingdom.” His sharp eyes swept across the room before he continued, “However… our king, Lucien Noctyrr Valecrest, has reached a mature age. Even if fate has decreed that he shall never have a Luna, he is still the Lycan King. The kingdom requires him to have a suitable partner.” A faint smile appeared on his face. “So before we eliminate the half-human woman… we should prepare a wolf worthy enough to stand beside our king.” As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Thorne tilted his head slightly, silently signaling for someone to step forward.

"I begged to disagree, Father. You know his reputation. We all know that since his mate died, he has become a cold-blooded lunatic. He's dangerous and I don't want to be with him!" We all looked at her, didn't she just overreact? Wouldn't it be better if she got closer to the king so that this pack would be even stronger? She's not taking advantage of everyone. I guess she just took advantage of me just to bully me. "Calm down, Stella. The King needs someone to bear his child, the next king of Lycans. If you'll be chosen to be the breeder, this pack will be stronger," that's what I'm telling.

“It's already been signed. This was agreed upon by I and the council of elders long ago, even before today. You cannot refuse now. You don't have a choice in this. You've been chosen to bear the Lycan's heir. It's a grand opportunity to be able to rule by the Lycan's side. A chance many other she wolves would have.” “No It's not. The Lycan is said to be a blood thirsty man who drives joy in only Killing and pleasure. There is no way he sought after an heir bearer and saw me of all people. He will kill me father.” I tried hard to hold the tears but they kept flowing down. I could feel my heart pounding hard against my chest, my vision glazed over and the papers dropped from my hands. I had be

Alder's POV My name is Alder Volcik, and I am the Lycan King. I am 187 years old and have held the title of king for over 150 years. Lycans are widely recognized as the most powerful species. We aim to safeguard the werewolves and uphold equilibrium among all supernatural species. We remain immortal unless our heads are severed, and our hearts are simultaneously removed. We have the ability to heal faster than werewolves, both in terms of physical wounds and speed. Additionally, a regular lycan is capable of defeating an alpha.

At first Eden was just in front of me but I paused to listen to a small pack talking about the Lycan king Arnou and Eden ended up ahead of me. "He's the youngest lycan king we've ever had and apparently he has no mate yet." A teenage girl said. She stood with her pack of friends close to the refreshment table. "I heard he came to look for his mate this time. Thats why I wore this forest green dress. It makes my tits look good and I heard he loves green" Her friend replied giggling. "Yeah I don't think it works like that, my pa told me lycans don't get fated mates, they are special in the

“So?” Not much is known about King Bowden, or any of the Lycan rulers for that matter, except that he rules his kingdom with an iron fist. He has no mate, no children, and no family, and he rarely leaves his castle. Their lives are veiled in myth and secrecy. “He’s looking for breeders,” another says. “He does this every few years when all his breeders die. He visits all the packs and picks new ones.” “Oh,” I say softly. “And what happens to those he doesn’t pick?”

"Your pack? Ha! Do you mean the group of misfits and weaklings you've gathered around you? Please. I'll have them do my bidding in no time." I gritted, my fists clenched. "You're not going to cause chaos in my pack. I'll stop you before you can even try. Don’t mess with me, leave while you can.” Kieran smiled, a cold smile. "Oh, I'm shaking with fear. But I think I'll take my chances. You see, I have a plan, and it starts with finding a new breeder for the pack. Someone who will do my bidding, not yours. Just hope you get a good breeder… or else… I will use her to get to you and there is nothing you can do about it.”

"Welcome Dresh. Tonight is the night." Alpha Liams' words echoed in my head as I entered his room, stunned at the beauty of the newly designed place. The idea of mating with him was terrifying, but I knew that I had no choice in the matter. I was the Lycan King's breeder, and it was my duty to bear his offsprings. "I understand," I said quietly, trying to keep my voice steady. "I'll do what's necessary."