The Lycan King's Breeder Novels & Stories

Alex, the Lycan king, sat on his throne, looking at the scrying orb. He needed to find out the whereabouts of a certain man he had been chasing for years. This man had somehow harvested the power to control mindless rogues. This was an urgent issue he needed to resolve as soon as possible. If this man was given the slightest opportunity, he might destroy the peace Alex had worked hard for. He was a very thorough king. If he wanted something gone, he dealt with it from the source. This time, the cause of the trouble was a man hiding somewhere from him, plotting his next attack.

Tolerate more of his insolence? "We do what we do best. Protect him at all cost. For some reasons. I don't have a good feeling about this new Lycan King." 'Neither of the Lycan Kings has never been to any good.' "In that case, we better prepare for the worst." - The arrival of the Lycan King, a hulking brute named Kaelen, was announced with a fanfare that felt ostentatious, even for our pack. He was all sharp angles and predatory grace, his eyes were a set of intelligent amber.

“Don’t talk in my presence unless I permit you to or else, your life will be hell.” It didn’t take long for Riley to despise her, it took only a minute. “You already know who I am, don’t you?” Brenda asked and Riley nodded silently. “Good, but I’ll sound it again, I’m the Lycan king’s fiance, the next Luna of the Shadow pack and you must know that if I disapprove of you, you’re already finished here.” Brenda continued, “If you must know, since becoming the Lycan King, Lucas has had over three personal maids and each of them is nowhere to be found now. That should make you start thinking, there is a cause for that, right? There’s just a singular reason why and that’s me, just a wag of my fing

They looked like ordinary hands, pale and small and trembling. "I do not feel like a witch." "Your powers are suppressed. They will return in time." He leaned back in the chair. "The ones who hunted your people were the ancestors of the Lycan King. His family has held the throne for centuries. They are responsible for the death of your people." "Lycan King?" "A tyrant. He rules the seven realms with fear and violence. He turns into a horrendous beast on full moon nights and kills everything in his path. He wants you dead because you are the only one who can break his power."

somehow, despite the sadness in his voice, a small part of me felt heavy. More precisely, it was a relief, making me sure that Cassian wouldn’t leave me for his fated mate, as there was a ninety percent chance he would never find her. Cassian took a slow sip of his coffee, the warmth of his mug grounding him. Then he took a deep breath and proceeded with his previous statement. “There’s one more thing in addition to mates. For a king, having an heir is necessary. And funnily enough, lycans can only procreate with mates. It's not easy for us to have children with chosen mates or breeders.

I searched for old scrolls, tomes on ancient Lycan rites, and forgotten legends. Eventually, I found one. A leather-bound book, its spine cracked with age, ink faded. I opened it and skimmed, page after page, until one paragraph stole the breath from my lungs. > In ancient times, Lycans who did not possess a true mate would seek out a woman of pure soul and mark her, not out of love, but for strength. Her body, enhanced by the mark, would better endure the weight of birthing a powerful bloodline. My fingers trembled. That’s what they call the Breeder. I kept reading, eyes burning with unshed tears. The scrolls included drawings, illustrations of glowing marks. One of them looked just like mi

He retorted once again, but I stood transfixed to a spot with my mouth hung wide agape. “Leave? That's all you intend to say? How shameless can you really be? You irritate me down to the core erebus.” I retorted, clenching my fists. I could feel my blood boiling at an insane range; it was killing me way too much to listen to whatever crappy words the bastard had said, but I had not expected him to yell at me for any reason. “Yes. Leave. Stop acting like we are lovers. I married you only because I need an excuse; you don't get to pass out orders for me, and it seems you have forgotten your place in this pack. I am the Lycan King , and you tried to steal from me!”

"I-why does he want to do that? I thought that was for mates?" Alex swallowed, his thick throat working down what looked like a lump of fear. "It is, Jane. But for those that don't have mates, or don't want their mate, you can mark anyone. He wants to mark you to become his queen, which tells us he is a Lycan King. He rules over other lycans." Jane hated the sound of all of that. "What are we going to do?" Alex cleared his throat. "We're going to do what we planned. We're going to ask your aunt about anything in your family tree, and then we're going to protect you at all costs."

Hector replied. I didn't know much about werewolf and Lycan politics but I did find it odd to hear that the Lycan kingdom, especially the king of the Lycans would be visiting the Lily of the Valley pack. Lycans were like distant cousins to werewolves but it did not mean that they liked us. Both species hated themselves. So hearing my father talking about receiving the Lycan king with glee made it seem like I was missing something so I stopped eating and listened instead. This was probably the first time that I had taken interest in the matters of the pack. "How are the pheasants we are breeding?" My father asked Hector. "We have to make a good impression and what better way to do that than t

Of course he felt he was giving me some Elderly advice. "Why do you think so? What business do I have with her?" I asked, uninterested. The younger one, Elder Cain to be precise, said. "It seems you don't get the point your majesty." "Then make me understand." My voice was firm and unwelcoming towards their advice. "I am the Lycan King, do you really think anything the werewolf Alpha's do can make them compare to me?" The Elder one, Elder Frederick shook his head. "We're not saying that your majesty. We're just saying that mating with her could make you even more inevitable."