Novel & Cerita The Lycan King's Mate By Bridget Marie

"Until today I had never had someone clear my plates or offer a multiple course meal or sat at a huge dining table - which might I add is completely unnecessary when it's just us two - I really can't complain." I was tempted to counter her last statement seeing as she had been fighting me but I refrained and watched her trip over her own words instead. It was cute. " . . . It's like how one's child might refer to them as mother even though she is a wife as well. Oh no that's not an accurate-" "It's okay, Vanessa." I said putting her out of her misery. " I understand you mean, I might be the lycan king but so far I still have a long way to go before I have earned that title."

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.

Liam stood tall, his eyes ablaze with determination, as he summoned his most trusted men to accompany him on the search for Liliana. The time for uncertainty was over; he would not rest until he found his missing mate. The palace gates swung open, revealing the imposing figure of the Lycan King and his loyal warriors, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

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?

Lycan King Harrison walls is a 125 years old lycan who became king at the age of 25 when his father died in a war with Vampire's.He is ruthles king who owns multiple businesses in human and supernatural worlds .He has a beautiful family who stays together in a pack house. His family includes His Grandparents, mother 2 sisters and 1 youger brother and few of his cousins. He is looking for his mate form past 100 years and lost his hope of finding her.

“I-I just don’t want you to get hurt… he might say you’re his mate, but you’re still human and he’s lycan.” I was about to reassure him when King Nicholas spoke instead. “Kiyan, was it? I assure you; I mean no harm. Your sister is my mate and so if I hurt her, I’ll only end up hurting myself. I don’t care about the fact that I’m lycan and she’s human. My only intention is to keep her safe with me so that no harm comes to her.” He said it as though he were doing me some sort of great favour, as though he were the only person in the world capable of keeping me safe. It was funny, especially seeing as he was the one parading around with two ‘bodyguards’.

Before I could realize he was moving, he was already upon me, pushing me to the floor. I screamed and kicked and clawed, but he caged me in easily. He was biting the mound of his thumb, drawing blood. I was still struggling, trying to resist as he pushed my mouth open with two thick fingers. “This is what we Lycans call a blood oath,” King Zavan spoke low and maddeningly calm as he dribbled the blood into my mouth. “If you thought we were bound before as mates, your will is now tethered to mine. You are to do what I ask. Our lives are tied.”

And still, I forced myself to stay quiet, to breathe steady, to keep playing the game. But the fear? It's starting to win. I glance at the woman driving, her hands steady on the wheel, her eyes dead in the mirror. “Um… Miss?” My voice barely comes out. “Are the Lycan Kings more powerful than you?” I know it sounds stupid. Desperate. But I have to know. If there’s still hope. If they won the fight against these women. Silence. A long one. And then her voice—husky and sharp—cuts through it.

And he's a Lycan king. 'I am a billionaire and don't need a king for a husband.' 'Mate. That's what we call him. And it was deeper than a human's husband.' Masha said, 'Whatever!' I told her, and she kept herself hidden again at the back of my mind. She's not angry at me but because I didn't want to submit to our mate. Clover had suffered too much from her mate and me, with my boyfriend, Mike. There's no way I will let another man destroy me. Not until I took my revenge on those leeches and settled everything with them once and for all.

Then, without warning, he stepped closer. “I am a Lycan King,” Maddox said, his voice deep and resonant, eyes never leaving mine. His face hovered mere inches from mine. “And I wouldn’t like my queen using words like that,” he whispered, his breath brushing my lips, setting every nerve in my body alight. “Your Queen?” I echoed, dazed. “The one who almost drove you to the brink of death?” I asked and my words burned me again. He only smiled and pulled me closer to him “No one can kill me… except my mate,” he said, voice husky, eyes burning. “You are the only one who can touch me, the only one who could make me beg for death.”