The Lycan King's Mate Ava Novels & Stories

Liam deadpanned. Ava grinned. “You’re a terrifying Lycan King, Raiden. Truly. Conqueror of territories. Breaker of enemies. Destroyed by a woman’s eyebrow.” Emma let out a laugh. Lucian cleared his throat politely. “To be fair, Your Majesty, Queen Aria’s silent disapproval is… effective.” I glared at him. “Traitor.” He inclined his head slightly. “Merely observant.” Ava leaned forward now, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Be honest. If she walked in right now and told you to go to sleep, would you argue?”

There was something about her that didn't sit right with me and I don't even know who she is yet. “I don't know what you are saying, but I'm Ava, the Lycan's wife,” I looked at her with confusion. Didn't the Lycan already have a wife, “He has more than one wife,” I nodded my head in understanding. How did she know what I was thinking? “I know my husband is keeping you here against your will, do you want me to tell you how to leave here?” I nodded my head desperately. Queen Ava brought her lips closer to my ear, “You should throw a tantrum, you should threaten to kill yourself and the Lycan will have no other choice but to bring your husband,” She whispered.

A terrifying, suffocating aura of danger exploded from his body, freezing the blood of every single person in the courtyard. He slowly looked up, his lethal gaze sweeping over the kneeling Kane, the stunned Catherine and Vera, and Ruth, who had just dragged herself up from the dirt. "Who hurt my mate?" His voice wasn't loud, but it rang clearly in everyone's ears. Mate. The word echoed in my skull. I was actually the Lycan King's mate.

Ava The ride to his Kingdom was tiring and all I did was staring out of the window. I didn't even notice when the car stopped. “ Miss Anderson,” the man named Daro said, clearing his throat. I looked at him in a question. “ We are here,” he said, his voice calm and soft. I was about to get out of the car when the door of my side opened suddenly, making me startled. Looking up I saw the Lycan king was holding the door open for me while one of his hands was extended for me to take.

He commanded as he walked to his bed and sat down, his eyes watching my every move. “Kneel on the broken pieces." He commanded, eyes blazing with fire and anger as he walked to his bed and sat down, his eyes watching my every move. My only crime was being human. Being human and daring to mate with the Lycan king in my continent. Not only have I been pushed into a world that I never knew existed up until last night, but I have also become his slave. A slave that he hated with every fiber of his existence.

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!"

She could never accept that! Lorene knew in herself that she has always admired and loved the Lycan King from a young age. Even though she barely knew him, the stories she heard about him made her admire the notorious Lycan ruler. She believed that she could never get the chance to see him or even get to meet him. However, everything changed when his mate came. Lorene suddenly had an idea. She requested for her mother's help with her plan. She planned to seduce the infamous Lycan King no matter what.

Sebastian stood a few feet away, looking at me with an expression I couldn't fully read — something between regret and refusal, the two things sitting uncomfortably side by side on his face. "You are my mate, Ava," he said quietly. "I cannot let you go." Night Howl Pack "That witch." Elsie's voice rang through the meeting hall with the particular confidence of someone who had never once been told to be quiet. "I always knew she was trouble. Now she has somehow convinced the Lycan King that she is his mate —" "Ava is not a witch." Alpha Jackson's voice cut through the room like a blade. "Watch your mouth, Elsie."

she asks gently, her tone cautious but not pressing. I freeze, the pleasant atmosphere cracking like thin ice beneath heavy footsteps. My fingers twist in my lap, nails digging into my palms. For a moment, I consider deflecting, changing the subject, but the truth has been burning in my chest for too long. I exhale shakily and meet her gaze. "That he is the Lycan King," I say, the words tasting foreign yet bitterly familiar.

He chuckled, “I’m Thane Valtor, the Lycan King, your mother’s mate.” My jaw dropped to the ground as I stared at him. Holy fucking fuck!