The Lycan King's Mate Free Novels & Stories

She wore a flowing gown of emerald green, and her skin was as pale as moonlight. "My King,” she said, her voice smooth and seductive. "Who is this?" The Lycan King's eyes narrowed. "This is Amelia," he said, his voice cold. "She's... important." The woman's eyes narrowed; her gaze fixed on Amelia. "Important?" she asked, her voice dripping with venom. "How interesting." Amelia felt a chill run down her spine. She knew that this woman was trouble. She could feel it in her bones. "This is my mate,” the Lycan King said, his voice a low growl. "And this is her child."

“You said it yourself, you need some clothes. I need to kit you out anyway. There will be events that you will need to attend as my mate and jeans and a top just won’t do.” “Events?” “I am the Lycan King.” “I don’t want you to do this. I’m not your property.” “You are my mate and I will provide everything you need.” She stares at me, annoyance creeping in on her face. I could already feel the argument coming. “I am not a doll for you to dress up and parade around!” “I never said you were. But as my mate, you are expected to attend certain things.” “I’m not fucking yours and I will never be. There is no way on this Earth I am letting those fucking teeth near my neck.”

Currently, Despite so much time having passed, only one thing was written in the books: the power that the blue-blooded Lycan king would obtain by mating with his mate. Upon seeing this, Eleftheria's eyes widened. She read carefully about how a beast had killed the queen and the hatred that existed between the two worlds. However, upon learning that she was a beast, the mate of the Lycan king, she felt a slight chill. In fact, the prophecy written in the books was clear. As soon as the blue-blooded Lycan king mated with his partner, she was no longer necessary, as the mark of the bond made him invincible.

The blade dug deeper into my skin, and I felt warm blood trickle down my neck. A low growl rumbled from Ronan’s chest, and the rogues glanced at each other with unease. “Now kneel,” the rogue leader ordered, but my husband didn't move, and he cautiously started to approach. “I said kneel, or I'll kill her!” he growled. Ronan would never kneel, he is the lycan king, and kings don't bow to anyone. It's either he'd let them kill me or tear them all apart, but he did something I didn't expect.

____________________ Back at the Lycan clan, the Lycan king, Marius was a middle-aged man. He was tall and handsome and had beautiful cobalt-blue eyes. A ruthless man and he ruled the Lycan clan with an iron fist. The Lycans were usually stronger than the werewolves but they were extremely strong due to the workload he'd make them do and the Lycans hated him. He had a mate, Eliza. An extremely beautiful woman with blonde hair and deep black coloured eyes, she was tall as well. She was a daughter of a noble and rich Lycan father. She and Marius had been mated since she was eighteen and he was twenty. But she was as ruthless as her husband and more cunning than he was. She was the mother of t

He stood at the edge of the room with his chest heaving and his hands shaking, and he did not come closer, could not come closer, though I did not know how I knew that, I just knew it the way you know that fire is hot and ice is cold. "You are my mate," he said, and his voice was hollow, empty, like someone had carved out his insides and left nothing but echoes. "The goddess has cursed me." I knew what a mate was because every human knew, even the children, even the ones who had never seen a Lycan in their lives.

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} Luca Marino Every fucking thing I did were necessary evils. As a Lycan King and mafia lord, I was used to that principle. Over the years, that exact mantra led me to the top. Drunk Serena had accused that I was mean. But, she didn’t know of my world just yet. This is why I had come up with a deal to keep her around. Since she was my mate, I had to keep her around to be complete. Oh, so holy.

I asked the Lycan Wolf and she sighed, "That is exactly what I'm trying to figure out. Why are you in Addy's body?" I bit my lower lip in confusion as I kept trying to connect the scattered puzzle pieces. "Only one person can give an answer to this." She said and I raised a brow. "Who?" "The Pack's oldest witch." I blinked at the discovery, so the Lycans had a witch in their pack? "But, who is Adeline in this pack?" I asked again. "Adeline is the Luna of this pack, Alpha Reign's wife and mate." Another gasp left my lips at those words from her. Of all the people I could have woken up in their body, it had to be the Alpha King's Mate?

They mostly cherish and care for their mates because if they lose them, they would forever be broken, but in reverse was the case in my situation; my mate wanted me dead, probably why he made me the royal food taster knowing how dangerous the job was. Sighing, I pulled myself up and was about to move when there was a sudden knock on the door. Knowing my bedmate, she wouldn’t knock before entering, so I was certain that she wasn’t the one. Lifting my brows and pushing up my lips, I masked my pains and presented a polite face as I opened the door. “Yes?” “The king requires your presence in his chamber,” delivered the lycan guard wolf who was standing before me. I could tell his identity from h

Knowing what she had been through made her strong and shine with a different beauty, she was born to be a queen. She wasn’t Derek’s Queen yet. Yes, they had marked each other, but Lycans could still choose a mate even if they find their fated mate. I would not force her to come with me, but I will make damn sure that I try to win her over. I could be a bastard, but I would never take someone else’s mate away from them unless they wanted to come.