Novel & Cerita The Lycan Prince’s Defiant Mate

Tingles spread over my body, and I turned to putty in his hands. “Mate,” he whispered in my ear. “I will come for you.” My eyes were closed tight, and he disappeared. But I know he will come back for me. He is my mate. Cycle 452. Veyn 6 of the Bloodroot Bloom The Lycan King came for me today. He claimed me as his mate, but my father told him he couldn’t have me. “No Queen of the Two Realms will mate with a Lycan.”

I was no longer a danger to her. Unknown POV I had seen possessive mates lay claim in a thousand different ways over my long life. Lycans were always the most theatrical, the most foolishly transparent. And I knew, with a certainty that settled in my ancient bones, that the so-called Rogue Human was exactly that: the fated mate of the Crown Prince of the Lycans. The imbecile. The one who dared reject the Crown—his very birthright had determined he would wield. The one who bore the Mark of the Deity on his skin.

She quickly agreed, stating that we were always meant to be. And I guess a part of me does think she made a… decent point. She is Lycan after all, and not only that, but a royal, too. We would have a powerful heir in the future being pure Lycan royals. But still, I can’t shake off the feeling that something is missing. I shook my head and got up from the chair. ‘Whatever, she’s our mate and that’s all that matters. Tomorrow, this will all be official.’ I told Excalibur and he was about to say something else, but decided to cut him off.

That's why she's mad at you" she responded as I buried my head in my palms. I can't believe this is actually real and I'm mated to a devil I prayed to get rid of. "Let me tell you something dear, you're a really lucky girl and the moon goddess definitely loves you. Lycans are known to be possessive over their mates. They never let them leave their sights and some as well even take them to battle grounds." "You said he isn't just a lycan but a lycan prince yet he lets you visit me on your own without him holding your hands really tight. If I remember correctly, it's been quite a long time since you last visited and he followed you. I bet he knew about you being his mate all those while but n

Andre and I turned to look at each other and I took a deep breath. “I, Andre, Prince of the Lycan kingdom, accept you, Phillipa, Princess of the Lycan Kingdom, as my mate.” Andre beamed, and my brother looked at me. A huge knot formed in my throat and I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I would have a voice if I spoke up with that huge knot!!

My thoughts betrayed me, and fear gripped my heart. I knew what he was – a dragon. But he did not know that. He had no idea our world existed, left alone what a mate bond is, and let’s not forget the fact that a dragon did not have to follow the mate bond rules. That thought alone chilled me to my core again. “Our mate loves us. I could feel it. You need to stop acting like a scared little boy, Cassius. We are a Lycan Prince – true born of the Lycan Queen. We are warriors, second only to Jasmine in our realm. Snap out of it! You need to focus on here and now! And if you do not want to marry Irina, like we discussed, it is time for a poker game with mother!” he roared, bringing me back to my

A guard had come to bring me this meal, but that was it. Mate… I didn’t want to believe that that… brute could be my fated mate. The ‘Prince of the Lycans’, or so they said. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever thought that a Lycan might be my mate. They were so far removed from our world, so cut off from us despite sharing our ancestry, that I’d never even considered it to be possible. My wolf had gone back to sleep after recognizing him, unfortunately, so I couldn’t question whether she was mistaken or not. But he seemed to have recognized me as his mate as well, so it might not have been a mistake after all, no matter how badly I wanted it to be.

His voice was sharp… furious. He pulled me closer against his chest while his black eyes filled with dark rage. “That woman…” he said slowly, as if he was struggling to control himself. “Is my mate.” Everyone’s breathing stopped, and their faces turned pale. As for me… My heart pounded violently inside my chest. “Alexander’s mate… the Lycan King’s mate. And what did you do to her?” His voice was lower this time… but even more terrifying. I saw Lucian step back, sweat gathering on his forehead despite his attempt to remain composed.

“You know, two can play that game!” “What game? I am not playing anything! Like I said, I am fucking done, Vera.” I tapped the shoulder of the man dancing next to us. He might have heard everything, but he didn’t comment on it. He was handsome too, and easy on the eyes. “You are a wolf?” “Lycan.” “Prince Cassius, forgive her. Continue your dance with your partner,” Mateo said with a hiss. Prince Cassius. Must be the one Lycan prince from Verfarkas. Again. Photographic memory. I had read about him once in the Draconian Herald.

“Alpha, I…” “No excuses!” He cut me off. “I don’t what to hear what you have to say. You thought the Lycans will save you, didn’t you? You decided to ridicule my son because you received attention from the Lycan Prince. Where is he now? Where is your prince?” I felt hot tears pooling in my eyes and I rapidly blinked to stop myself from crying. I didn’t want to show my weakness to him or he would devour me. "The Lycan Prince is my mate too and…”