The Lycan King's Dire Wolf Mate Novels & Stories

Then, he tightly grabbed my wrist and loudly declared to everyone present, “This is my mate, Emily! I finally found her!” It was like a declaration of sovereignty. The old king with the crown spoke to Prince Leon in a hoarse and dignified tone, “So, she is your destiny’s mate?” At the same time, he looked at me with disdain. “This girl looks no different from an ordinary female wolf!” “Nick, we must accept the arrangement of Luna!” The woman looked up and said to me in a solemn tone. “Girl, turn your neck around and let us see the mark on you!” Gina combed my hair into a royal high bun.

She remembered what her mother told her she was sixteen. Her mother told her that the more powerful an Alpha is, the more reliant they are to their mates. So it means that the more time they spend away from each other, the more he’ll miss her. And the more he'll miss her, the more he goes crazy. Meanwhile, Rynari won't be affected by the bond that much because she's only a hybrid. The Lycan King is a pure-blooded werewolf royalty. His blood is pure-blood for generations. It is also the first time for a Lycan Ruler to be mated to a hybrid.

The King of the Lycans, who was currently laying draped in the finest silk, his partner from last night still asleep beside him. Darach King, the only beast who doesn't care about his mate or kingdom. He's their Alpha King but they called him 'Mad King' and indeed he was madder than any other living Lycan. Darach was as old as the dirt and living so long without a mate had pushed him towards madness.

Just like all the Moon Goddess’s creations, when she created the first Lycans she made mates for them just like anyone else to keep them grounded. For years Lycans protected the werewolves and thrived until the Old Lycan King lost his mate. He then became greedy and when he found out that his only son, the young Lycan Prince's fated mate was an ordinary female werewolf he completely lost himself. The Old Lycan King prohibited them from completing the mating and ordered his son to reject the werewolf female, as the Old Lycan King had arranged for his son to be mated to a pure-blood female Lycan Princess, joining their kingdoms, expanding his own and making his Kingdom one of the strongest.

"There was one flaw. Just one. The Moon Goddess didn't bless Min Kung with a mate. A soul mate fit for a faithful son was the one gift he was waiting for. The most sacred of all. He didn't show his disappointment. He kept his duty to all of us. We all knew he was lonely. We can see it in his eyes." "What happened?" Intrigued, MJ propped her chin on her palm. Listening intently. "Our king has two beasts. His wolf and his Lycan. Not all of us had seen the latter for he was only let out only when necessary. Like in countless battles. They say his Lycan was the scariest to set your eyes upon on. His eyes always flaring in rage. Like the devil's. His fangs were as sharp and as deadly as the Exca

“How about my mate?” “Well, we are different again in that regard,” he says, putting his arms around me and the Queen. “We can choose our own mates. Not like wolves, who have fated mates. But there are some rare cases where a Lycan is mated to a werewolf, and together they make the strongest bond.” I look up at the King and Queen. My parents. “I wish to train as soon as possible to earn my Lycan.”

My heart pounds, on the verge of exploding, as I realize my mate has been slain by our race's mortal enemies. Without the ability to shift into my wolf form, all I can do is stand frozen, consumed by rage and fear, as a tall figure emerges from the shadows. Clad in dark clothes and a hood, only his piercing greenish-blue eyes and sly smirk are visible. As his eyes shift to jet black, his form changes, revealing him as the Lycan King. "You killed my mate," I growl, my fists clenching so hard they hurt. "And what are you going to do about it?" he taunts, his voice low and menacing. "Didn't you reject her?"

The Dire wolf king's brow furrowed as his eyes raked over the three of us. "I was under the impression that you were merely hybrid wolves which made you Lycan. I have a deep hatred for anything vampire as my father was murdered by one. But you are stirring my soul and other parts of my anatomy, female and I believe that you are my mate," the Dire wolf king said candidly to Amelia. I glanced over at Grayson and then at my daughter who was biting her upper lip at what he had said. "Your daughter certainly attracts the D," Michael chuckled and I rolled my eyes at his tasteless joke as I heard him listing all the male names that have mentioned being Amelia's mate.

Alora's POV On the day of my eighteenth birthday, I started my day in a stirring mood. According to the custom of the wolf pack, turning eighteen is our coming-of-age ceremony. At the ceremony, the Alphas would formally choose their mate even though I didn't have friends or family who cared about my birthday. My coming-of-age ceremony was a very big deal, to alot of people. But I know Hunter cares, and it's enough that he cares. In this matter, almost everyone was jealous of me. Because I was an adopted orphan, a soft and weak omega, I was able to date the Alpha king of the Silver Moon pack and was about to become his mate.

‘Take mate. He commanded me with his power coming through to dominate my little Solar Wolf, who was shivering with anticipation. She wanted this more than she wanted her next breath. ‘She is ours.’ His deep growl resonated through me so that Dakota felt it, and her golden eyes met mine, seeing the mighty Lycan King inside this man who was her mate. To my surprise, she did not panic; instead, I watched intensely as something inside my beautiful little mate broke free and rose inside her.