Novel & Cerita The Lycan King's Dire Wolf Mate

Her scent was killing him but at least one of us was thinking rationally. I tightened my leg muscles in a silent reminder to my wolf that I wasn't going to act purely on animal instinct. According to the mate rules, once you find your mate you're expected to claim, possess, own, dominate, drown her in you and finally sink your teeth in her neck. I squinted my eyes at the woman who was supposed to stand next to a dominant Lycan King like myself. She screamed 'unworthy' with her cowardice attitude. Seeing her cower in fear especially to me was something I never expected from the moon goddess.

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

Something Alpha Hillary wasn't ready to talk about. Whatever Gamma Micah had on Alpha Hillary had to be damn serious for him to have released Zachary without a second thought. Going against the laws of the Pack. As much as I hated his sudden decision, I had no choice but to stick to it. In the end, I was a Lycan King, not a werewolf. And I wasn't officially Jordy's mate yet. There has not been an official mating ceremony, so whatever rights I had here had a great, annoying limitation. Sad, but true.

And that white wolf had just been given a second chance mate. The undefeated Lycan King himself. Nothing would ever be the same after today.

The man said and I froze, "The pack needs a luna and the entire werewolf community needs a Queen luna." "He is right your highness." The lady who had spoken to me rudely earlier on when I first came in talked, "A king is nothing without is Queen and everyone is talking about you being mateless, something needs to be done about it." Lycus was silent, I gazed at him waiting for him to say something admiring his features as I did. He was gorgeous and the only thing on my mind was running my hands through his locks as he kissed me deeply. The more I stared at his face, the more I got more attracted and I wanted him to kiss me badly.

He winced in pain,His heart filled with heavy and, gradually the pain had sunk in. He had been planning to marry Blaire and take his rightful place among the pack. But now, with her sudden departure, he was left in a difficult position. As the Lycan King, he needed to have a mate by his side to lead the pack, but he couldn't just choose anyone. It had to be someone he had a deep connection with, someone he could trust and rely on.

She didn’t mean any of that,” the other woman said, wringing her hands in apology. I barely heard her. I couldn’t tear my gaze off Avery. I was shocked. Angry but then amazed by her audacity to speak to me that way. Even if she didn’t know who I was five years ago, back then, when I had just assumed my position as Lycan King after my father’s death, she should know now. And what is even more surprising to me is that, didn’t she feel it? The mate bond? Every female wolf dreams of being mated to the Lycan King.

she screeched. “The wolfish pig is your mate?”I could hardly believe my ears. The Lycan King just referred to me as his mate. Was this real, or was he doing this just because he pitied me? I peeked up from beneath my lashes, taking in the horrified faces in the room.

I had just started a proper relationship with my mate, I couldn’t lose him for my dark past. For a fact, lycans were way more territorial than Werewolves, and not to mention my Alpha lycan mate, he was the King of such possessive creatures. If he even caught a whiff of it, he would be hell furious, feeling betrayed by the strange twists of fate.

I spat angrily. Cassian laughed, low, carelessly. “You always were so good at pretending the rules apply to you. But we both know why I’m here. Word travels fast. The great Lycan King has taken a werewolf mate. A woman dumped by an Alpha of a rival pack, marked her. Paraded her. And now half the realm is whispering that Nikolai Volkov has finally gone soft.” My claws itched to extend. “You know nothing of what I’ve done.”