The Lycan King's Dire Wolf Mate Novels & Stories

Kael asked. "There's nothing to pressure me about. We don't have many women in Hollow Kin, and the number of women being born is insufficient. So, it's up to me to mingle with Lycan women from other packs and find my mate, if I'm lucky or find a girl from a good family and make her my mate. We're not crazy about the mate bonds like werewolves," Kyren said. "You seem not to like werewolves?" I asked, meeting and holding his gaze. "I also heard you referred to me as that 'werewolf woman'. Why?"

“If they want war, they’ll get one. But they’ll learn one thing before this ends.” “What’s that?” I whispered. He turned to me, and his eyes weren’t just Damon’s anymore. They were the eyes of a king. A Lycan King. “That no one touches what’s mine.” —

And now, he’d spent the night with a wolfless omega. “What is this, Liora? I even rejected my mate for the King, and now he chooses to spend the night with a blind girl. What should I do?” I asked through our mindlink. “Patience, Evangeline,” Liora replied. “Even if she spent one night with the Lycan King, he would never make a wolfless she-wolf his Luna. Go out today and relax. Focus on keeping your composure.” I grumbled, standing up and heading for the door. I needed fresh air, or I might just lose it and murder those two idiots behind me.

He was in front of me with his claws out. “Alpha Leon, the Lycan king is calling for you.” He stopped on his tracks, “I will be with him.” He turned back to me; he didn’t want to do anything anymore. “You might have been saved this time, but make sure that when you are released from here that you don’t step out place or else, I will make sure that you breath.” He turned and took his leave; I gave a sigh of relief. “What is the Lycan King doing here?”

I smiled, looking at the Alpha, who seemed to be scared. After all, the Lycan king is the most feared werewolf in the city of Lyconia. “Lies. She has been rejected–” “Silence!” the Alpha replied in anger. Walking towards me, he reached out for my jaws while I spat in his face. Slap! “Fuck!” I yelled. “You will regret ever touching me, huh!” I responded fiercely. “She’s marked. You motherfuckers! I only asked you to bring me the treasure, and now you brought the Lycan’s Luna to me?” He shrieked.

He asked casually, ignoring the man's jab. "Because she knows him!" Milan seemed to think on it, looking at his nails to flick off an insect that just perched there. "Well, as the Lycan King of this Kingdom, I beg to differ. I can't l_" "What!" They all screamed. "You are the Lycan King?" The scrawny man surged forward, then his eyes grew in their sockets as he pointed deadly at Milan turned to his followers, and shouted. "He is the man we seek. Get him!"

The Lycan King. King Miller’s point of view. I locked my gaze on my lovely mate’s stunning blue eyes. Her face is oval, and she has sparkling blue eyes. Her eyes are small and square, and her lips are full and rosy. Her hair is long and thick, and she looked radiant. I wanted to reach out and touch it. My Lycan begs me to let him take over so he may meet his mate, but he becomes depressed when she rejects him and tells us she loves another wolf. She desired to depart from us.

I am glad that he didn't have to make a deal with Alfred's father then, it would have been a lot harder to put all of these in place. I inhaled the fresh air as I made a run to the mountains where the main animals come to play. It was a breath of victory, knowing I had all of them playing my game. I finally got a hold of the council and I am reaching out to other packs across the country and beyond as an alliance to the new dispensation. I wanted to be recognized amongst the main packs in those top countries and the Lycan king. Alfred was the main Lycan but with a secret that had already pushed him off the chart. I see the way he is with Freda, and the naive girl hasn't seen the worst of him

I tried my best to keep my eyes off him, but the intoxicating scent of him kept pulling me back unconsciously. “I suspect he’s our mate, Ellie, but isn’t it uncommon to have a second chance mate this quick?” my wolf, Ru, asked, but I shut her out quickly. I was wondering the same thing before she spoke, and I needed to know what that meant for me, and my future, being the Lycan King’s mate, but I couldn’t dare ask. The Lycan King was not Vito, they were two different wolves with different authorities, and if the rumors I’d heard about the king were true, then he was very strict, merciless, and straight-up evil.

“This isn’t just about being right or wrong; this is about the survival of our people as well. If we continue along this path and allow a wolf to dictate our every move, then what have we been fighting for all these years?” "But to kill her?" Cedric said, his face pale. "That is extreme. If the king finds out—" "Then he will have no choice, but to move on," Rowan interjected. "He will be angry, but eventually he will find a proper mate—a Lycan mate." “You are all fools if you think you can do this without consequences,” Magnus warned. “Greg is not just any king. He is the strongest of us all. If he finds out that we had a hand in harming his mate, he will not show mercy.”