The Lycan King's Mate Novels & Stories

So handsome! But then I heard the sound of broken bones, and I instinctively flinched, moving behind Liam. My head poked just above his shoulder so I could see. “Ahhh! How dare you! I’ll kill you!” My heart dropped in fear for the thug. Was he stupid? Didn’t he know the man standing in front of him was the Lycan King? The King ignored him and walked toward the blind girl. My hands clenched at my sides as he leaned toward her, holding her chin, and whispered something to her.

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.”

Ana said. " That's tough!!!!,So he has been all alone,No friends ??? No family?? No Mate ??" I asked and Ana burst in laughter. " Mate ????? The Lycan King has been cursed by the moon goddess after executing someone innocent,He would die alone, With no mate" Ana explained. " No mate ???? You did mention that he had a Betrothed, Isn't she his mate ???" I asked and Ana had a little moment of laughter before she continued.

“From this moment forward, I am no longer a member of the Downfall Pack, nor do I have any relation to Dominic or his family! All you people are to me are strangers. Do not even think about coming to me if you need anything from me or the king! We are not some convenient tools for you to use!” My claim seemed to have caught them off guard, especially Rush, Chase, and Dominic. So they did hope to use me to get whatever benefits I may gain being the Lycan King’s mate. How typical. “You can’t do that! You have no right to make that call!” Rush yelled. “Oh, but she does,” the Lycan King retorted. “Not only is she my mate, but even if she was a member of your pack, you never treat her like one. I

I wanted the entire pack to feel it. “I, Oliver, King of the Lycans, accept you, Helena, rogue wolf of the unclaimed territories, as my mate!” Oliver pulled me into his arms and looked deep into my eyes. His one hand on my butt and the other cupping my cheek. His incredibly beautiful blue eyes looking deep into my soul as the world around us disappeared.

Stronger than any wolf I’d ever fought. But I wasn’t a wolf anymore. I was Lycan. Moon-blessed. Mate to a 300-year-old Lycan King. Mother to a Lycan prince. Carrying a Lycan princess. I slammed him into the ground and pinned him, claws at his throat, teeth bared at his jugular. “Yield,” I snarled, Lycan voice rumbling from my chest. He bucked under me, trying to throw me off. “Never! You’re mine!”

It wasn't a nice smile. "You smell like Shadowmoon Pack," he said. "And blood. And rage." His smile widened. "Mostly rage." "Good," I said. My voice came out steady. "I plan to use it." He let out a dark laugh, a sound that should have scared me. "Do you know who I am, little wolf?" "No." "I'm Lycan King. Alpha of the Northern Territories." He took a step closer. "I've killed more wolves than you've probably met. I've destroyed packs that crossed me. People call me a monster."

Why save me when he wanted to pull out this card on me as soon as I woke up? “I, Kael Draven, Lycan Prince of the Obsidian Throne, reject you, Maya Blackthorn, as my mate, now and for eternity.” The combination of my name on his lips, followed by my surname, was a gut punch of the worst betrayal. “I, Maya Blackthorn, accept your rejection.”

“If they want war, they’ll get one. But they’ll learn one thing before this ends.” “What’s that?” I whispered. He turned to me, and his eyes weren’t just Damon’s anymore. They were the eyes of a king. A Lycan King. “That no one touches what’s mine.” —

Not only was the clinking sound picked up by the Lycan King, but a silver-haired woman's shadow shot out. "Sicily!" It was true what the Lycan King mentioned that the silver-haired woman was his mate. Immediately the Lycan King turned to look at the angry woman behind him. "Honey, why did you wake up? Control that temper of yours," whispered the Lycan King Edward Slovasky. What his mate said could not bring down the Alpha female Sniders' temper. She continued to stare coldly at the beautiful woman with her implements of war. "You don't come at the right time, Miss. If you want to reckon with my mate's debt, then deal with me first!" Alpha female Sniders said with both hands on her waist.