The Lycan King's Mate Bridget Marie Novels & Stories

But right now, he wanted to tear this alpha apart. “No…no… I did not mean it like that. It’s just that, Branka is…. She’s the lowest here. I mean, the lowest omega in the pack. She does not have a wolf either!” He sounded more excited about that like he wanted me to shake my head and say that I don’t want her because of that. “And so?” My question must have caught him off guard because his eyes widened. “You can’t have a wolfless girl as your mate Alpha King! That would be abominable!” He bellowed as he paced the office over and over again.

one spoke up. “Well, Alpha Zane I know you think you are not doing your part in containing a threat that is happening,” I spoke. “But the Lycan King has kidnapped my mate and is planning to force mark her and force her to become Queen of the Lycan but she didn’t even know she was a Lycan until she moved to New York.” “How does one not know they are Lycan?” he asked confused.

“Let me introduce you to King Alaric Anjou the Third. The King of all humans, werewolves, and magical creatures alike.” I nodded slowly, tracing the lines of the drawing. He looked so much like Lucien it made my skin crawl. “So he’s of French stock, too?” I asked, trying to keep my voice casual while admiring the picture. “Is that all you have to say?” Vivienne asked, her tone dripping with disappointment. “What did you want me to say?” I shot back. “I don't know—show that you're impressed! I just found out that the entity inside of you slept with the Lycan King himself. I cracked the code, Seraphina!” She threw her hands up in the air as if she had just won a marathon.

“Is that the werewolf bride?” “What about Lady Xerathia?” Lady who? Who's that? Someone suddenly stepped up. It was a younger looking Lycan. He stared at me like I was the dirt underneath his shoe. You could even feel the hatred in his amber eyes. “King Rhaedros, what have you brought this~” his narrowed gaze flickered towards me. “~this thing into our realm? That was not the arrangement!”

Kate said, nodding slowly before falling silent. She wasn’t a child. She understood already, and she knew how overwhelming it could be to learn you were the Lycan King’s mate. "How long did it take him to mark them?" I asked. Kate’s eyes widened before she spoke. "It… it’s actually a sacred topic, and my knowledge is limited. But if you want me to help you, my lady, then answer me plainly...Is the Lycan King your mate?" "Yes," I said without flinching. If I turned down her help, who else could I go to?

“Is that even possible? Can Vincent dethrone the Lycan King?” Maltida gave a small, almost pitying laugh. “No one can dethrone the Lycan King,” she said, her voice low, almost reverent. “Only Queen Laida.” Marcus stared at her, trying to read the layers in her tone. “Is Agatha really Queen Laida?” he asked quietly, his throat tightening on the words.

They were more difficult than she had anticipated. Especially the insufferable beta, Maverick Montgomery. Why couldn't he be stupid and blindly trusting? It would have made this whole mission so much easier. "Ugh!" Sophie groaned as she punched the bed she lay on over and over again till her fists tired out. At that moment, some movement outside her window caught her eye. Denzel, the Lycan King, the annoyingly handsome Maverick, and two others whom she couldn't place were leading someone whom she felt she should know but couldn't find any memory associated with him.

Blake was sitting opposite me and I could instantly feel that he did not like his brother sitting next to me. “Xavier, meet the Lycan King Jolene, her mate Alpha Maverick, their children, Prince Harlan, and Princess Luna, and Harlan’s mates, Austin, and Cyrus. Luna is the child of the prophecy. She is also Blake’s mate,” Queen Helena tells him. He looks at us and smiles. His smile is amazing.

She says mockingly. "Since you're so dumb and not quite knowledgeable, let me introduce myself. My name is Ruby, betrothed to Valerian, the next in line to be the Alpha King. Pleased to meet your acquaintance." She introduces herself, twirling a piece of red hair between her fingers. My face was frozen in shock, as I fought to make sense of what I had heard. Betrothed? Fiancee? Were they set to get married? Valerian never for once said anything about that. Not that we have sat down and had a heart-to-heart.

I shook my head no. “Bria, should we know who he is?” I ask her in my head. “Your guess is as good as mine, Soph. I don’t know who he is, plus his beast, as he keeps saying, has blocked us out.” “Well Sophia, I am the Queen of the Lycans and all werewolves and Derek here is the Prince. The future King, if he decides he wants to ever come back.” “Um, I am sorry. I didn’t know.” I said, bowing to her. I wasn’t sure what I was meant to do. I felt like a complete idiot. Queen Beatrice started laughing at my reaction.