The Lycan King's Forbidden Craving Novels & Stories

"The sample reacted the moment I tried to seal it. It should never do that. I have never seen blood behave this way in thirty years of practice." Kael crouched to examine the shards without touching them, his expression unreadable. "Explain what you mean by behave." "It moved, my lord. On its own. Like it was alive." She looked at me now, and there was something close to fear in her eyes, though not the kind aimed at an enemy. It was the fear people reserve for something they do not understand. "My lord, I believe her bloodline is not merely rare. I believe it may be one the old texts warned us about, the kind meant to produce wolves capable of standing against Alphas and Lycan emperors both

By midday, I was overwhelmed with a series of activities. There were four women teaching me about the Lycaon place and the history of Lycans and how the palace was built. The first Lycan king who had four mates and until the reign of King Cadeyrn-Ruaidhri’s father, every king had at least two mates. The Moon goddess knew that one woman was not enough to satisfy the sexual pleasures of a Lycan king, hence why she gave them more than one. The Lycans are very sexual beings as Scarlett had told me, and I found the information a little bit disturbing.

This was supposed to be a one-night stand kind of thing. But no one had to tell me that I had become addicted to this rogue. The one taste that was meant to make me get her out of my system had become the bite that led to my addiction. I had a princess waiting at home but was there a law that said the Lycan King couldn't have an affair? If there was such, I couldn't recall not when I focused on chasing my release and making the women underneath me cum too. “Tell me, who are you?”

he replied, bowing his head deeply as I walked past him. As we drove through the quiet night, the stillness of the air matched the emptiness in my mind. My thoughts replayed the events that had led me here. I had once been the late Lycan King’s beta—respected, praised, given riches, wealth, and women. It was everything I had ever wanted, but it still wasn’t enough. I needed more. I craved more. I was greedy. And that’s when it all started. I began stealing from the late king. The pack’s resources found their way into my pockets. It went on for years until, one unfortunate day, the king summoned me to his throne room. I could still recall his cold, calculating stare as he scolded me.

Symphony said as she felt the bond between them grow stronger with every syllable she spoke. She felt the air around them swirl. She saw Alexanders eyes glow red as Dax acknowledged Starlett as his mate and future queen. She waited for Alexander to accept their mate bond, nervously. “I, Alexander David Silverstone king of Lycans, accept you Symphony Marie Greywood, as my mate and future queen of the Lycans.” Alexander said to her. She felt like time had stopped. Starlett had accepted Dax as her mate.

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Four Alexander’s POV Lycan King Alexander stood tall upon a rocky cliff, his fierce gaze sweeping across the vast expanse of his kingdom. The moonlight cascaded over his ebony fur, casting an ethereal glow on his regal figure. His golden eyes, sharp and determined, conveyed the weight of his responsibilities as the ruler of the Lycan pack. "Men," he bellowed, his voice echoing through the night. "We embark on a mission of utmost importance tonight. Zara's parents have vanished under mysterious circumstances when we conquered their pack. It is our duty to find them and bring them home safely."

“She looks like the kind that traps others’ males like that.” Lyra reached for the other maid’s hand and tried to get her off, but the other just pulled tighter. “Do you think you are better than us?” her attacker asked, shoving her to the floor. Her eyes burned with hate as she watched Lyra. The Lycan King had never entered their dormitory before, but he had come for her? She was so much more attractive than Lyra, and yet the king never spared her a second glance even when she tried to seduce him.

Your love, Otsana. I stared at the screen, disbelief and anger flooding my veins. “You’re a monster,” I whispered. He chuckled darkly. “Call me whatever you want, my queen. But this is for the best.” He snapped the phone’s back open, removed the SIM card, and broke it in half. Before I could stop him, he placed the pieces in his mouth and swallowed them. “You’re insane,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. He leaned in close, his breath warm against my ear. “Watch your tongue, Otsana. I am the Lycan King. I rule over all the packs in this kingdom. You will show me respect.”

Or was that a Mira sophisticated way to call me a sex slave? I didn't Know and honestly,I didn't want to know. The least I knew, the least it would hurt. " Eat some More or do you want me to feed you?" The Lycan King asked, making me almost choke on my food. Feed me? That's unheard of! Although it sounds nice, the last thing I wanted was to have the Lycan King saying ' aaah' while probing me to open my mouth wider. The thought of it is enough to send goosebumps all over my body.

"He is being careful. There is a difference. When he stops being careful, and he will stop because he has ruled this land for three hundred years and he does not know how to be anything else, you will wish you were dead." "He stopped," I said, and my voice was smaller than I wanted it to be. "He stopped that time," she said. "But there will be another time, and another. And one day he will not stop. And you will learn what it means to belong to a Lycan king." She stood up and walked to the door. Her hand rested on the handle, and she did not look back at me.