The Lycan Kings Mate Free Download Novels & Stories

"There was one flaw. Just one. The Moon Goddess didn't bless Min Kung with a mate. A soul mate fit for a faithful son was the one gift he was waiting for. The most sacred of all. He didn't show his disappointment. He kept his duty to all of us. We all knew he was lonely. We can see it in his eyes." "What happened?" Intrigued, MJ propped her chin on her palm. Listening intently. "Our king has two beasts. His wolf and his Lycan. Not all of us had seen the latter for he was only let out only when necessary. Like in countless battles. They say his Lycan was the scariest to set your eyes upon on. His eyes always flaring in rage. Like the devil's. His fangs were as sharp and as deadly as the Exca

He lives here, so he must be one of the Kings. "I have told you Tyler, not to poke your head in my business. It's dangerous," the Alpha King says, trying to get closer. Both of their eyes are frightening, but the one standing right in front of me shows something like intense compassion, but still, he looks too good to be wicked. Vile is vile. They had no hearts. "Forget that, Liam. We both have our businesses dealt with by us. If you could spare me this girl for this night, she would be your slave tomorrow," he says, his voice leaving some resounding effect deep inside my ear.

When she just looks at me expectantly, I straighten up and continue, "It's where the next Lycan King of the Raven Solstice Kingdom would be chosen, and candidates must duel to get the title." "Yes, and we as servers must conduct ourselves so as not to mess up that occasion." I just nod, blinking to let my eyes adjust to the bright lights. To be honest I don’t know why the Princes have to beat each other up to get the title, and I don’t know why they’re called ‘Lycans’ either. All I know is that it must be a gig for the rich people, because I have been in school and they never taught us that. We as servants just go with it.

I spread my legs, anxiously waiting for him to say something while he spread the documents in some format that only made sense to him in front of us. "I've been going through my documents since, trying to piece together where I saw these same images." "What did you find?" I lean forward, trying to study the papers in front of us but coming up with nothing. "Something astonishing." His eyes sparkled with an excited light like he just discovered a pile of treasure. "In all my years of studying lycanthropy which is another word for werewolves...I've only come across this anomaly once in my lifetime." He paused dramatically like we were in a theater and I bit back the retort on the tip of my ton

I blinked away the afterimages, and there before me were three men, each with gemstones that shone just as brightly as my own. My heart raced as I tried to make sense of the situation. “ Our Lycan kings have found their mate!” Yola, the priestess who oversees the ceremony announced. I became breathless, realizing who they were. I could hardly breathe as I took in their regal appearance, their eyes locked onto me with a fervor that sent shivers down my spine. One of the kings, his amber eyes burning with intensity, spoke, “Maeve, our gemstones have led us to you. You are our mate.”

Just like all the Moon Goddess’s creations, when she created the first Lycans she made mates for them just like anyone else to keep them grounded. For years Lycans protected the werewolves and thrived until the Old Lycan King lost his mate. He then became greedy and when he found out that his only son, the young Lycan Prince's fated mate was an ordinary female werewolf he completely lost himself. The Old Lycan King prohibited them from completing the mating and ordered his son to reject the werewolf female, as the Old Lycan King had arranged for his son to be mated to a pure-blood female Lycan Princess, joining their kingdoms, expanding his own and making his Kingdom one of the strongest.

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.”

“I'm a Lycan king and the Lycan Kings are aggressive and cruel, Mother!” Crossing her arms she gave me a sympathetic look. “Then you will learn how to be kind and passionate or lose your mate,” she stated simply causing me to furrow my brow at her being so blunt.

They mostly cherish and care for their mates because if they lose them, they would forever be broken, but in reverse was the case in my situation; my mate wanted me dead, probably why he made me the royal food taster knowing how dangerous the job was. Sighing, I pulled myself up and was about to move when there was a sudden knock on the door. Knowing my bedmate, she wouldn’t knock before entering, so I was certain that she wasn’t the one. Lifting my brows and pushing up my lips, I masked my pains and presented a polite face as I opened the door. “Yes?” “The king requires your presence in his chamber,” delivered the lycan guard wolf who was standing before me. I could tell his identity from h

“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.”