The Lycan King's Dire Wolf Mate Novels & Stories

I stared at the closed bedroom door, my jaw clenching tightly as my pride finally began to fight its way back to the surface. I was letting a girl completely break my focus. She was right about one thing. I was letting the mate bond drive me completely crazy. My wolf had been longing for a mate for so many years, waiting in the dark while I built this empire from nothing, and now that she was finally here, the beast was reacting to every single breath she took. But I was the Lycan King. I had survived exile, family betrayal, and a business war by being the most ruthless man in the city. I couldn't afford to get soft now over a fated bond.

I despised her for the pain she inflicted upon me, and yet, I was powerless to defend myself against her wrath. As I allowed myself to succumb to the overwhelming emotions, my thoughts drifted to Kavan, my true mate. Oh, how I yearned for him, for his embrace, and for the love we could share if not for the cruel fate that had placed me in the clutches of Murad. Kavan's presence had been a beacon of hope and light in my life, a love I yearned to embrace openly. But destiny had other plans, chaining me to Murad, the possessive Lycan King who cared more for power than the heart of the one he owned.

They mostly cherish and care for their mates because if they lose them, they would forever be broken, but in reverse was the case in my situation; my mate wanted me dead, probably why he made me the royal food taster knowing how dangerous the job was. Sighing, I pulled myself up and was about to move when there was a sudden knock on the door. Knowing my bedmate, she wouldn’t knock before entering, so I was certain that she wasn’t the one. Lifting my brows and pushing up my lips, I masked my pains and presented a polite face as I opened the door. “Yes?” “The king requires your presence in his chamber,” delivered the lycan guard wolf who was standing before me. I could tell his identity from h

The group’s eyes widened as they took in my scars, and I could tell they were no different from my aunt’s friends—clearly thinking I should cover up. “Yeah, here I am… Hey,” I said, waving for Jackson to come closer. He moved in, concern etched on his face, while the female wolf glared at me, arms crossed. Did she think I was stealing him away? “Something wrong?” Oh, no, nothing at all! We just narrowly avoided being... well, let’s say, being devoured by the lycan king, who turns out to be our mate. So yes, this night is just wonderful! Want another drink?

In fact, it had me losing more of my appetite. “For lycans, there is nothing more intimate and binding than the mate bond. For humans, there is nothing more intimate and binding than marriage. So, Ariya, Nicholas, you two will be getting married. You’ll be a starting point, a foundation upon which our co-existence begins. And then, perhaps sometime in the future, we can finally close the giant rift between our kinds.”

“As Scar had said last night, marking is the first mating process in werewolf world. When a Lycan wolf marks his erasthai, she would have to mark him too. By marking, the bond between them both is stronger. The scent is better and the attraction is ten times stronger.” I listen carefully to his words. No wonder I had woke up with different emotions. It was no wonder I had deviated from my goal too soon. “I’m not a wolf. How is it possible that I’m your mate?” I asked. "Your father was an original werewolf. Somehow, when you were young, your wolf was locked away. When this happens, it’s usually because of a horrific incident that occurred to the wolf.” Luca constructed his words carefully bef

Truly, he would need to perform the moonwalk rites with his Luna, as they would both transform into wolves ready to explore the gifts of the woods, the prey they would feed upon. "Your highness, you seem far away" Jake said as Caspian jerked from his thoughts. "No, I'm fine. You can leave, I'll sort myself out" he said waving Jake off as he bounced back on the bed. The moment the door was shut, Caspian gave a heavy sigh as he turned on his bed facing the wall. He couldn't just bring himself to the requirements and responsibilities of being a Lycan King, he was stressed up. The demands that came with his kingship was a complex one, one that could drain the mental strength of an ordinary human

She said, looking him in the eyes. His heart stopped as he wasn’t sure what she had decided to do. She had kept that from him. She hadn’t told him that he was right on them being mates, even though she had known since her birthday. The silence was deafening as Alexander waited for her to speak. When she did, what she said made his mouth about hit the floor. “I, Symphony Marie Greywood of Grey Moon Pack, hybrid of a Kolana/Mattra Wolf, accept you, Alexander David Silverstone King of the Lycans as my mate and king” Symphony said as she felt the bond between them grow stronger with every syllable she spoke.

I wanted the entire pack to feel it. “I, Oliver, King of the Lycans, accept you, Helena, rogue wolf of the unclaimed territories, as my mate!” Oliver pulled me into his arms and looked deep into my eyes. His one hand on my butt and the other cupping my cheek. His incredibly beautiful blue eyes looking deep into my soul as the world around us disappeared.

His wolf suddenly spoke up, "I want to communicate with her wolf, but I sense its weakness. Since the first time we met them, I've wanted to talk to her wolf, but something is holding me back. I don't know if it's because her wolf is weakening or if someone already owns them." "Someone does own them, but their marriage isn't enough to be considered ownership by that Alpha," Aldus replied, still looking at Livia. Because of his prolonged gaze, Livia felt it. She turned to the Lycan King, and their eyes met again. And once more, Livia's heart rate increased. But she wasn't the only one; the Lycan King's heart was also racing. Livia was the one to break their gaze again, unable to handle the in