The Lycan King's Rejected Queen Novels & Stories

"Where do you think he was for the past two years? Ruling his kingdom. I'm surprised he had time to come back" I move away from the window and sit on the nearest chair before my legs give out on me. Kaden is the Lycan king? Why didn't he tell me? Then again, who am I to him? No one. He already found his queen. Even if he hadn't, there is no way the Lycans would accept a mere werewolf as their queen. Much less someone like me. I'm broken. Unfit and unworthy to be anyone's mate. No wonder he didn't want to believe me. He's a king. Of course, he wants nothing to do with me.

Their hair was wet, their clothes have patches of water droplets, but all in all, they looked clean. “Your turn, love.” – he muttered She frowned. It was the first time he called her that. “What did you just call me?” “I called you love.” She smiled. Couldn’t help it. “I know you’re no longer my queen anymore, but you’re still my love.” She leaned in closer to him and planted a kiss on his cheek. What has happened to the Lycan king? How come the spoils of war has left him with a sweet bone? “On that note, I’ll go wash myself clean then, love.”

“I, Esme Meadows, reject you as my mate!” At her heated words of rejection, a tense silence enveloped the whole yard. No one, not even the wind made a single noise. Esme tensed, expecting the pain of the rejection to swamp her body but nothing came. Then the king laughed. A soft mocking laugh. “You really don’t know anything, do you?” He said mirthlessly as he knelt before her. “The rejection will never work.” “Why?!” “Because, my dear Esme, lycans mate for life. And even if they didn’t, I wouldn’t accept your rejection anyways.”

The events of the past day flooded my memory, and I plopped down on the bed in defeat. "Who brought me here?" I asked. "Damien, the Lycan King." She shrugged, and my heart stopped. It couldn't be. This had to be some sick joke from nature. Of all the people in the world to be my mate, it had to be the Lycan King. A wolf feared by all throughout the kingdom. I marvelled at how, in less than a day, I had gone from almost getting married to the love of my life to finding out he was having a child with my best friend and then almost getting killed by rogues if not for the timely appearance of my mate.

"Alaric, get up. Please get up. PLEASE..." "No..." I sniffled. "No, you promised. You promised you would protect me. You promised..." I refused to believe that he was gone as the bond went silent. "ALARIC!" I screamed with everything I had, my voice breaking. "NO! COME BACK! PLEASE COME BACK!" "He's gone," Viktor said coldly. "The Lycan King is dead. Long live the new era." "I'll kill you," I sobbed, still fighting even as the sedative dragged me down. "I'll kill all of you. I'll rip you apart..."

She valued their growth and the love they both had for her, but ultimately, she had to make a decision that would lead her towards her own happiness. In the end, it was the profound connection and unwavering support she shared with Adrian that won her heart. She recognized that their love had grown organically, and despite the challenges they had faced, their bond remained strong. Alessia chose to be with Adrian, embracing the role of the Lycan Queen by his side. With their love solidified, Alessia and Adrian embarked on a journey to unite their packs and foster a sense of harmony between the Lycans and the New Gardens Pack. They worked tirelessly to bridge the gaps and dissolve the animosit

Sitting at the head of the table was the King and queen next to him and at the other end of the table were Marcelo and his beta. Marcelo’s eyes drifted between me and Kaleb, who was holding my hand now. I tried to remove my hand, but he pulls it back, gripping it too tight that I could feel my knuckles crack. “Shall we begin?” The king gestured for everyone to take their seats. >>> Two hours into the meeting, everyone is arguing about how Lycans are attacking small packs and not having to give them a chance to choose their packs. “I do what I have to do because it is for the best. People need leaders and…” One of the leaders from the south wanted to speak.

"Hilda, if you don’t love me as much as I do, I am sorry to tell you that I am dead. I am nothing without your love. I was about to tell you something I consider very confidential." Hilda," he said, holding my hands. "According to the demands of our tradition, I am supposed to make you my queen as soon as possible, or else I will be inflicted with a mysterious illness that can cause my life. I blinked "I know you don’t understand what I mean. As the Lycan king, it is expected that whoever I make, my queen should love me the same way I love her. If the reverse is the case, I will be inflicted with an illness."

We overheard one of the alphas drunk kids at the party talking about how the lycan king is locked away, and that only the firstborn alphas and the alpha king have the maps to the location where he is locked away. Nobody at the party took the guy seriously, but you know what they say, a drunk man tells no lies. Many people say that the Lycan king is dead. There are many different stories about the Lycan King. Some of the stories say he was a good guy and others say he was this savage monster. It's so many different stories, so many wolves including myself who wasn't around durn the time of the lycan king think that he's only a legend and that most of the stories were made up to scare us as ki

Bob spoke too and paused. Bill took it from there. "We will go astray," Bill spoke and paused too. Raphael took it again. "At this point, we the council of elders want to present to you all your new ruler, king Lucian Marius. His wife, queen and Alpha female Alexia." The king and queen stepped forward, waving and smiling at the Lycans. The elders went to their place, behind the king and queen. The Lycans kept cheering on and on until Lucian raised his hand up, an action that meant that they can stop cheering, and they did.