The Lycan Kings Fearless Little Warrior Novels & Stories

he waved off my pleas like they meant nothing and I huffed as he rose to his feet With a gulp, I grabbed onto his leg and held him so dear to my chest. "Please, Lycan King! Have mercy on me." "Wait what?" He sounded shocked and I looked up at him teary eyed. "Y-You are the Lycan King of this City, right? Please let me go, I swear to never come here again. Also... If you could let me go with my mate-" "Your mate?" He asked again, sounding confused. "Who is your mate?"

my wolf yelled in my mind, her voice filled with urgency. With no other options, I sent out a desperate message to the Lycan King while trying to kick the men. I fought with everything I had and just when I thought I had nowhere left to go, he arrived. “Let. Her. Go.” His voice was a growl, filled with such authority that some of the men immediately turned and ran. The Lycan King’s warriors, who had followed close behind, quickly subdued the remaining attackers. The warriors moved with lethal efficiency. Seraphina grabbed the taller attacker by the collar and slammed him against the wall. Another warrior, a broad-shouldered man twisted the arm of the man who grabbed my wrist, forcing him to

I laughed, "What King?" On hearing my voice her eyes raised to mine. "The Lycan king of course." She replied. "I didn't realise that there were two Lycan Kings. Beta Cenat." I smiled. "In case you don't know, this is the supreme ruler of the entire Lycanthropy, Lycan King Adrian Grey." Cenat said. Her eyes went white in fear, "Forgive me your highness." I grabbed her by the shirt, "I don't mind torturing girls, I can take your life now and no one would question me."

“I tried everything. I think she just wants... me.” She snuggled into his chest the moment he held her and gave me the most smug little look. I shook my head. “You’re wrapped around her little finger already,” I teased. “I am the Lycan King,” he replied with mock dignity. “And she’s my queen.” I laughed. “Go rule your kingdom, Your Majesty.” Watching him walk into the council chamber with Lyra on his arm was something I would never forget. The most feared man in the realm, leader of a thousand warriors, with a tiny baby girl gripping his hair and babbling at his advisors.

One of the elders, James, adjusted his robe as he stood up, “Alpha, about the banquet that's coming up tomorrow, we heard you've invited the Lycan king. Don't you think that's dangerous?” Kaiden raised his brows, “What do you mean?” James swallowed and said, “Alpha, you must have heard some rumors about the Lycan king, Lord Duncan. People say he's extremely dangerous, and he has the looks of a demon. They say he kills in seconds, and he's extremely skilled while fighting. His name alone instills fear in the heart of people. Do you want to invite such kind of a person to the banquet? What if everyone gets frightened to death!” his voice was laced with fear as he stared at Kaiden.

She wasn’t sure what the extent of her abilities were, but Starlett told her not to worry and that she would take care of everything. Before both sides collided, they stopped feet apart. Jaxson and Alexander met face to face at last. Alexander let out a low warning growl, telling Jaxson he still had a chance to save himself a brutal death that was coming. Jaxson growled back telling Alexander to fuck off. Within seconds the two sides collided, and the war began. The wolves tried to over power the Lycans. It was laughable to say the least, it took three wolves to take down one Lycan. Both sides showed their strength. Symphony was able to get a few rogues down herself.

“An Alpha cannot mistake his Luna’s scent. It clings to you. How is this possible… if you claim she has never been here in your pack?” The king’s eyes glowed faintly red, a dangerous sign of the beast beneath his skin clawing to break free. His Beta and Gamma rushed to his side, prepared to strike if the situation escalated. Across from them, Aldrake’s warriors stumbled back, their instincts screaming to flee, yet bound by loyalty to stand their ground. The Lycan King’s voice thundered like a storm. “If you value your life, do not press a battle you cannot win. To accuse me—the one who reigns above all—shows either madness… or a d*ath wish.”

The voice thundered through the chamber, jagged and jagged, ricocheting from the walls and crashing into my soul. My father, the Lycan King, in all fury and iron. Unprepared, the blow of the booming voice startled me just like the sound smashed into my head and tightened my grip on the kill. The hare's ears flicked forward in trepidation. I could read terror in its eyes—just like mine had looked that day.

"The whole kingdom has waited, though they didn't know it until tonight. You're going to change everything, just by being." A lump formed in my throat as I watched him, this powerful king, this feared Lycan, this warrior who had faced down assassination attempts and political machinations, speaking with such tenderness to children who couldn't yet hear him. Children who were barely more than an idea, a promise, a hope. "I will move heaven and earth for you," he promised, his voice taking on an edge of fierce determination that I recognized all too well. "For all three of you. Nothing will touch you. Nothing will harm you. This I swear on everything I am."

Aiden would never apologize. He came towards me, sending my body into a state of frenzy. My eyes widened, my breath caught in my throat, unable to comprehend what I was hearing. "L-Lycan?” I stuttered. "Yes, King.” He replied, completely missing the point. I've heard a lot about the Lycan king. He was ruthless, and didn't care about anyone but himself. He has several women at his beck and call. The only good thing I heard was that he was good looking…and they were fucking right.