Novel & Cerita The Lycan King's Second Chance Mate

Josie POV "What do you mean I'm getting married, Dad?" I stared at my father, waiting for him to laugh. Waiting for someone to admit it was a cruel joke but he didn't. He took a sip of his drink and nodded, "Exactly what it means, sweetheart. You are getting married to the lycan king." "I'm not marrying him. I didn't even know that lycans existed until recently!" I found out that we lived amongst a group of shifters called lycans, these are humans who could shift into beasts. The largest and most powerful of them was the Whitewood Pack, ruled by their king, Ronan Osborn.

He couldn't even look at me in the eye, his guilt has eaten him up to this point. He doesn't even look too well, he looks like he hasn't slept for days. Anyway, I don't care anymore about him. AURELIAN VOSS THE LYCAN KING I have never been a stranger to beautiful women, infact they swarm around me like bees hoping that I just spare them a simple look. And they were not ordinary women, they were princesses, daughters of Alphas, just high profile women in their various kingdoms. These women were always exceptionally beautiful and could get men's dicks hard just by staring at them.

The Lycan king said, tilting his eyebrows as he gestures towards me. "My Lord, she is my mate!." He tried to stress his reason but it didn't work. "Exactly, your mate and not your prisoner. She deserves to be given a chance in deciding if she really wants you but no… you reject her and then abducts her back to your pack. Why, if I may ask?." The lycan king questioned and I decided to make things a little spooky and hard for Ryan. "He said that he wanted to take advantage of my pretty face, that a pretty face like mine shouldn't be left to waste on me as a worthless wolf. " I answered and I could see that the lycan king was getting furious.

He looked dignified and commanded attention. The air around us is still being face to face with the Lycan King. His dark eyes bore into mine. On both of his sides were two men who looked sharp as ever. His securities? My mouth gaped open. This was the first time I saw the Lycan King. His clothes were simple, but enough to command his attention. My wolf whimpered as she looked up. ‘Mine.’ My steps faltered. He is my second chance mate?

This is definitely the most correct decision you have ever made. "Are you all crazy?" My father whispered angrily, "Do you think the Prince of Lyon will give up his partner?" Leon Logan is the one cursed by the witch, and only a mate can save him! Wherever we hid, the Prince of Lyons would send after us. Even the entire Moore family would be implicated! I ask you two women to think carefully about the consequences before deciding!"

“You’ve been carrying this burden for too long. But you’re not the same woman you were then, and Darren, Elara, whoever else they’ve got on their side won’t touch you. This is a Lycan king's promise to his mate.” “Eros...”

It was stronger, and there was this pressure that came to me and made me gasp, before I realized what was happening. Ho- how was this possible?! I have heard about second chance mates before, but it rarely happens. Not when it only happens once in a century. So, the- the- the Lycan King was my second chance mate?! My mate?! Oh my, moon goddess. Why don't you just bury me, since you hate me so much? Though, finding out that the Lycan King, whom I had just offended, was my second chance mate, was not the only thing that happened to me.

Can I have more than one partner here? "Oh, I don't have to worry about him going to someone else. "As far as I know, no one else here is interested in him, and a lycan can only have one mate (except the King, of course)," she said. I felt a sharp pain in my chest, but I tried to hide it. I wondered if Lucian didn't like me because he was already thinking about someone else.

He took the empty stool beside me. For some reason, talking to him felt easy. Natural. We exchanged jokes. Traded sarcastic remarks. And for the first time all night, I found myself genuinely smiling. The stranger eventually lifted his glass. "Darius." I blinked. "Darius?" "Darius Draven." The name hit me immediately. My eyes widened. Everyone knew that name. The Lycan King. The most powerful Lycan alive. Darius seemed to notice my surprise. "That look never gets old."

I felt a strange feeling of need and despair, as if I needed something to calm my nerves. Tristan poured another drink, his fingers brushing mine as he offered. "So, Veronica, who is this guy that's giving you so much trouble?" I took a sip and let the alcohol burn my throat before answering. "These are the Lycan Kings, Lucas and Simon." Tristan's eyebrows furrowed. "Ah, twins. They have a good reputation. And you alone." I nodded, feeling the warmth of the drink spread through me. "Yes. I don't think I want to bring it."