The Lycan Prince's Gifted Mate Novels & Stories

“I spent many days with my Mumma baking and playing, the days were filled with so much fun and laughter. I realised I was different when I started school. The other kids were taller, faster, and stronger. They made fun of my weaknesses, until Harrison stood up for me. From that moment on, I stuck to him like glue. We became friends. I did not know he was the Lycan prince until I was invited to his house for dinner. Imagine my surprise when the house my Mumma drove me to, was the Lycan king's palace.” I can’t believe his mum had dated the Lycan Prince. “We became inseparable, and as we got older my feelings grew. I felt such a connection with him that I could have sworn that I was feeling the

As I brushed aside the tall blades of grass for a better view, I stumbled into Cauldron, and his expression revealed he had something to tell me. I glanced over and saw that Ashton was out of earshot. With my arms folded, I turned to him and asked, “What?” “What's with you and his Majesty earlier?” “I have no idea what you're talking about,” I feigned ignorance. “You're aware that the Lycan has a mate now,” he stated. “A chosen mate, not necessarily a true mate and so?” "Put an end to any thoughts of becoming his wife; don't come between them," he warned fervently.

"If the Lycan Prince is smart, he wouldn't go back to a place where he knows we're waiting for him. We have to think smarter than that." The men fell silent, their minds racing as they tried to come up with a plan. They knew that they had to find the Lycan Prince, but they also knew that he was no ordinary wolf. He was the son of the Lycan King, and he had powers beyond their imagination. Suddenly, one of the men spoke up. "What if we use his mate against him?" he said, a cruel smirk on his face. The leader frowned. "What do you mean?" he asked.

And so, the Lycan Prince's report echoed through the ages, becoming a timeless tale of valor and triumph, inspiring future generations to stand tall in the face of darkness and fight for the light. The Lycan Prince stood tall in the grand hall, his golden eyes fixed on his father, the Alpha King, who stood at the dais. The room was filled with the murmurs of the Lycan courtiers, all eager to witness the significant moment about to unfold. The Alpha King's voice boomed through the hall as he addressed his son, "My son, the time has come for you to embrace your responsibilities as the heir to the Lycan throne." Nodding respectfully, the Prince listened intently as his father continued, "Tomorr

Just then, someone beside her gasped, breaking the silence. “The three lycan princes!” Suddenly, something shifted within Lydia, as if she had been expecting this moment. A voice in her mind, Circe, stirred to life. “MATE,” it exclaimed, resonating with a deep longing. The aroma intensified; it was a blend of hot coffee and honey. She recognized that the scent was coming from the man in front. Without thinking, she began to walk toward him, feeling the pull of her instincts. Circe hadn’t failed her; she felt drawn to hug him and plant kisses on his cheek. But before she could reach him, the prince walked past her and scooped up Thalia in his arms. Thalia giggled as he brought her down, his b

CAMILLA “Mine…” he growled, and everyone gasped. I froze. What did he say? I did not know if I heard him correctly. Did he just say what I think he said? “She is my mate.” He said and my jaw dropped. I looked at him in utter disbelief. “Your highness?” my father blurted, looking confused. “Camilla Sinclair is the lycan prince’s mate.” Fergus repeated, making my whole body freeze, rooted in place.

‘I am with you Alpha’ Jez said and one by one they all stood by him, ‘Thank you’ He said quietly, ‘I appreciate it and I hope we all live to tell our Grandchildren’ The Prince was pacing his room, ‘What the hell is going on?’ He snapped at his Beta, ‘How difficult is it to find one woman? She had about an hour's start, so where the hell is she?’ His men had been searching for almost a week and there was no sign of her and he was going frantic. She was his Mate and they both knew it, he had felt her response, the trouble was he also knew finding her Mate would throw her into Heat. He had to find her before it happened, she would not be able to control herself, Heat was intense enough for Were

I rushed to her side, helping her up, my heart breaking at the sight of her pain. Just as despair threatened to consume me, a voice echoed through the chaos, striking the air with aggression. It was Gabriel, his transformation halfway complete. His features contorted, a mix of human and lycan, displaying strength and primal ferocity. The sight left me dumbfounded, realization crashing over me – Gabriel was a lycan all this time.

Guests dropped their gazes instinctively-prey recognizing a predator. The scent of pine and storm swept in, primal and commanding. All heads turned. A man stepped inside, flanked by two towering guards draped in black and silver. He was tall—taller than even Reyes—with broad shoulders, sleek black hair, and eyes like steel. His aura was cold, ancient, and undeniable. Gasps echoed through the room. A Lycan. The Lycan Prince. He walked with purpose, eyes scanning the crowd until they landed on me. His steps slowed.

My Lycan Prince. Chapter Thirty-Five. My plan was slowly coming together. As for things with Archer? He still hasn’t made a move to talk to me. Still mad that I figured out that I was his mate. Lunar has told me multiple times that he has searched for me for decades. He also calls me little mate, which only added to my suspicions. Archer has told me before that a Lycan doesn’t have the same pill to mate as a werewolf does.