The Lycan King's Mate By Bridget Marie Mga Nobela at Kwento

Tingles spread over my body, and I turned to putty in his hands. “Mate,” he whispered in my ear. “I will come for you.” My eyes were closed tight, and he disappeared. But I know he will come back for me. He is my mate. Cycle 452. Veyn 6 of the Bloodroot Bloom The Lycan King came for me today. He claimed me as his mate, but my father told him he couldn’t have me. “No Queen of the Two Realms will mate with a Lycan.”

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.

BUt she could clearly see Rakhbar was proud of their new King because of his ability to shift into a fearsome Lycan as not many lycans could shift these days so his people were ready to cater to his vulgar desires. Just imagining it was horrible. Laylin breathed out, as her legs almost gave out. The King was probably the age of her father, she didn't want to imagine the monster she will face. She bit her lips. She had never wanted to marry this wretched King but she knew a wretched man wouldn't let her get away. He was a lycan and she had heard Lycan women bleed on his bed, what if kills her after molesting her? Her father will have what he wanted and Rakhbar won't shed a tear for her. No on

He promised that he is never going to change and I was the one he truly loved but she had only been here for just some few hours and he was already moving mad and for the first time in years he used his commanding powers on me so that I wouldn’t have to command him any life . I was so going last at this moment , and I knew it . “ Abigail , I think you should just calm down from all that I have seen , I would want to tell you that regardless of how it turns out to be , the king holds you in high esteem and no matter what , he is going to love you and choose you over her a million times and going to make you that heir that you belong . “ What about being his wife Valerie? Valerie didn’t say a

When she just looks at me expectantly, I straighten up and continue, "It's where the next Lycan King of the Raven Solstice Kingdom would be chosen, and candidates must duel to get the title." "Yes, and we as servers must conduct ourselves so as not to mess up that occasion." I just nod, blinking to let my eyes adjust to the bright lights. To be honest I don’t know why the Princes have to beat each other up to get the title, and I don’t know why they’re called ‘Lycans’ either. All I know is that it must be a gig for the rich people, because I have been in school and they never taught us that. We as servants just go with it.

A wedding ring gleamed on one of the fingers. A female wolf pushed through the crowd and saw the ring. Her scream was inhuman, full of agony and despair. "That's Jacob's ring! That's my mate's hand!" She collapsed, other wolves catching her as she sobbed. Damon pulled out a note attached to the box. His face went white as he read it. "What does it say?" I asked. He handed it to me. The handwriting was Marcus's, elegant and cruel. *Lycan King Damon,*

Alana watches us from her mate Ulric's side, he begins scolding her and I shake my head. "It's ok Ulric, she was only asking, she is just curious not being disrespectful. Yes, my mate Queen Liliana is a lycan, she's also twin sister to Queen Raven of the Bloodwrath Kingdom, and our Goddess of Life. I expect our people to treat her with the utmost respect. My mate King Ryder, is a hybrid, and Alpha of New Moon, he fought for his title and deserves the respect of his kingdom. If I ever hear anyone in my court disrespect or threaten his safety, you will answer to me." I am quick to make sure my advisors understand that my mates aren't to be messed with.

Unless she wanted her corpse to be feasted upon by the creatures of the sky or thrown into the deep pit, where it was rumoured the Lycan king had some carnivorous, grotesque beasts ready to chew anyone even down to their bones. No, she would simply be quiet about her thoughts on the king and keep being patient, obediently working for him until she found her mate. A rich one who would take care of her, she hoped and prayed. She covertly glanced at Xylia who was currently being beaten with a whip. She sighed, wondering why the girl had to find herself in this situation with her mate. This was another thing she added to her prayer list. May the Moon Goddess never curse her with a mate who was a

she said, clearing my confusion, only for a moment, before adding, “The Lycan king is your second-chance mate. Just like your first mate rejected you, the same must happen with the king too.” I blinked in total disbelief. Second-chance mate? Malric was my… mate? And he hadn’t told me? A second-chance mate was nothing short of a miracle. The goddess rarely offered such grace. I hadn’t even prayed for it. So why give it to me, only to demand I endure another rejection?

The man got cut off in middle as Ares grabbed the man by his neck cutting of his oxygen supply. "Don't you fucking dare to spell my Mate's name from your mouth!" He growled in rage. Lycans are possessive supernatural and him being the King of supernatural makes his possessiveness increase ten folds more. He wouldn't tolerate someone saying his mate's name. Only he has the right to call her by her name, no one else. He put the man on the ground harshly and glared at him. The man cried out in fear. "I a-am sorry. F-forgive me please."