The Lycan Kings Mate Bridget Marie Free Novels & Stories

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."

Evie grabs Mia and our go bags. “Carson, I give you my mate and my child, you are to keep them alive,” I order. “Adam, wait,” Evie screams. “I love you.” “I love you too,”’ I tell her, running toward the danger. It’s Lycans, hundreds of them. Surrounding my house. “What do you want?” I ask. “A queen who understands that Lycans are superior and not to be pushed aside,” His name is Brutus and his is the Lycan of Lord George.

He commanded as he walked to his bed and sat down, his eyes watching my every move. “Kneel on the broken pieces." He commanded, eyes blazing with fire and anger as he walked to his bed and sat down, his eyes watching my every move. My only crime was being human. Being human and daring to mate with the Lycan king in my continent. Not only have I been pushed into a world that I never knew existed up until last night, but I have also become his slave. A slave that he hated with every fiber of his existence.

We both wanted a family, and now our dreams were coming true. Thank you once again for finishing this story. Remember this is part of a series. You can read both books separately or in order. That is up to you. The first book is called The Lycan King's Scarred Mate, and if you haven't read it, please do go enjoy it!

And still, I forced myself to stay quiet, to breathe steady, to keep playing the game. But the fear? It's starting to win. I glance at the woman driving, her hands steady on the wheel, her eyes dead in the mirror. “Um… Miss?” My voice barely comes out. “Are the Lycan Kings more powerful than you?” I know it sounds stupid. Desperate. But I have to know. If there’s still hope. If they won the fight against these women. Silence. A long one. And then her voice—husky and sharp—cuts through it.

Lycans were not easy creatures to control, and even the females were hard to manage. Sophia was a royal female, strong, with a large wolf, athletic, and a plump shape that my people considered fertile. People said she was beautiful, but I never found her attractive. She was not my fated mate; I could never see anything beautiful about her, unlike how I saw Tara.

Chapter 4 BRITTANY. Though my father and step mother were against my decision, they had to let me return with Lycan King Aldar to his pack. I had to make them understand and remembered that Lycan king Aldar wasn't one known to take no for an answer and even if I heeded their advice of running away, he would still find me as long as I was still on this planet. "You knew I was your mate when we talked in the woods last night, right?" I tried to strike a conversation inside of the chariot as we headed back to his pack but he just remained pocket faced, almost like he was unwilling to answer me.

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.

My mates face turned red as he lunged forward and crushed me in his arms before I could reach for anything else. “You a monster! Asshole!” I howled, my heart breaking in two. “Emily, knock it off.” He growled shaking me forcibly. A couple fiercer shakes and I found myself staring into his crystal blue eyes, his trademark blonde hair falling down over his forehead. “Bridgette is the daughter of the Lycan King. The king of all kings you stupid little witch. She is destined to become the Queen, and as her mate, I will become the prince consort, and even if I cannot take the crown beside her, my children will. That is why I cannot mark you. It must be her.” I froze in his arms and stared at him

“When the time comes, we shall let Alpha Blake take the fall for us.” Alpha Gregory's head tilted back. “Alpha Dante,” he called, “I get that Blake let his anger get ahead of him but still this is not right.” Alpha Dante laughed. “You fool. You will chew your words if only you could see through the tricks of that cunning fellow.” Alpha Gregory leaned forward curious. “Tricks? What tricks?” “I didn't plan on telling you yet but I see you are still blindfolded by Blake's deception. The Lycan King bride? Doesn't she look familiar to you?”