The Lycan King's Dire Wolf Mate Novels & Stories

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 abolished hybrid slavery three weeks ago. Your purchase is worthless." "You can't just..." "I'm the Lycan King. I absolutely can. And she's not property, she's my mate." "Your mate? A hybrid? Please. She's breeding stock at best, good for labor and entertainment. But I'll take her off your hands if you don't want..." He doesn't finish. I shift. Instantaneous with clothes shredding and body exploding into wolf form. My jaws close around Kullen's throat before he can scream. I bite down hard and feel his windpipe crush, vertebrae snap, and blood flooding my mouth.

Silver hair stuck to his forehead, and the ragged breath he drew barely seemed to register the wound splitting his chest. What the fuck? I froze, weighing the options. Help him and risk the alpha's wrath—or let him die and risk... what exactly? Not caring wasn't an option. Something about him felt different. Something familiar. His features... sharp, noble even, like the wolf I'd read about in the stories, the Lycan king from old tales. No. That was just a story. The Lycan king's bloodline had supposedly died out last generation according the books. Coincidence?

I asked. The Lycan King turned his body until he was facing me. He towered over me, looking down at me. His aura was so intimidating that I held my breath. His dark eyes bored into my eyes before flitting down to my nose, then my lips and back to my eyes. The shadow of a smile graced the corner of his lips. His eyes gleamed. “You, little wolf, are my mate.” He said, dropping the bombshell.

“True love; real mate bond. A wolf can only have one true mate for life and can benefit much from the mate bond. Axel lost that chance with Thane, but you now have it. You can be a true mate to Thane.” “In that case, Axel already has her true mate, why is she still bothering Thane that she already abandoned?” “Thane is the foretold Lycan King.” Selene revealed. And River gasped.

he muttered sullenly. “Her and Eva were disowned by their family, how sad. Where did you meet my mother, since I'm assuming you're Scottish, “ I asked him, wanting to know their history which was also mine. “I thought only mates could reproduce,” I added and my dad nodded. “That is correct for Lycan and werewolves but your mom is a Dire wolf and they are very different in their mating nature,” he grunted bitterly. My brow creased at hearing that. “Dires are said to be extinct! I'm a part of a Dire Wolf lineage?! How old is my mother?”

Alexander POV Ten years… Ten years searching for her without success. As if she didn’t exist. I was starting to lose hope that I would ever find her. I am Alexander, the Lycan King, the man all werewolf packs submit to… and yet, I couldn’t find my fated mate. I tried to marry a noblewoman from the kingdom and end this pointless search, but— “No.” My wolf, Valkyr, spoke sharply and firmly inside my head as always. “I will not give her up.”

I asked, my voice shaking slightly. Tyler took a step towards me, and I reconciled instinctively. I knew that something was wrong, that I was in danger. "Mate," Tyler said, his voice low and intense. My eyes widened in horror. I know of the mate bond, of the way that some werewolves were connected on a deep, primal level, but never will I be Tyler’s mate– he is a monster. I knew that Beta king Tyler was a monster I couldn't be his mate, and I realized that he was still claiming me as his mate.

It was getting darker and terror crawled its way to the villagers' hearts. Growls and horses were heard, he was coming for them, for their village; they knew the king and his soldiers were near . He was called the alpha king for his ruthless nature, an elite lycan werewolf who took over the world. Whenever he gets bored he would go out with his soldiers on a raid to conquer a new land. As strong as he is claimed to be, the lycan was missing only one thing, a person, in his community called a mate.

I know where he is headed with his question. “That is the Prince’s decision to make.” My father comes to my aid again but Beta Karl doesn't seem to be getting it at all and he only presses on. “The next full moon is just a few months away. If the prince does not reject his mate on time and get a new one, he wouldn't be able to succeed you, Alpha Sean. We all know the laws of the pack that governed every Lycan King and Alphas before you. An Alpha or a Lycan King cannot succeed his predecessor without a Luna by his side.” Beta Karl quotes and I set my jaw as he speaks the harsh truth.