The Lycan Prince's Gifted Mate の小説・ストーリー

"Once the curse begins, the rage will grow, and the prince will become bloodthirsty and kill his mate in the rage." It is well known that the Lycan is one of the most respected and strongest of the werewolves, especially the royal family, which rules all werewolves and enjoys supreme power and wealth. What is not clear, however, is just how painful the price has been. The first king went berserk and killed his mate. His mate's blood bathed his pupils. When he came to his senses, he lay by the body of the Queen and cried for three days and nights before dying of exhaustion.

My heart drums in my ears as I gaze upon her, her shiny black fur sparkling slightly under the moon while her piercing gemstone eyes twinkle. "You are beautiful," I hear Paris whisper as he takes small steps toward her. He reaches out and strokes her fur before leaning his head against hers as though he can hear her thoughts and feel her emotions. I suppose he can since it's his blood in her and they are mates. I look at him as he straightens up and see so much pride and love in his eyes before the sound of bones snapping fills my ears, and just as I finish blinking, a silver Lycan stands before me.

"He's my mate. Do you still need love if our lives depend on each other?" "Mate?!" Ive repeated in surprise. "Are you kidding?" Cia looked displeased with Ive's words. "Have you ever seen me that intimate with a boy?" This all makes no sense. Morgan and Ive could clearly smell the woods in Zeno's proximity. They knew that the man was not an ordinary human, but they were very reluctant to ask Cia this. Never mind them, Cia is confused by the destiny that Hecate has given her. However, having a Lycan mate is not that bad. Zeno has a gentle demeanor and his gaze seems to drown Cia time and time again.

She heard two girls talking in distance. “Did you know, Audrey and Julia again had some problems in the morning.” “Even though Julia is the queen bee, Audrey gives a damn.” “Anyways that is between those Lycans. If they heard us discussing that will be the end…” What !!! Lycans !!! Maraya was mentioning them as the other powerful people…..!!! Ooh Maraya, You are so dead today !!!

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.

The door swung open and immediately I was enveloped by the enticing scent of almonds and the forest rain. “Here he is now.” Ron said. Alpha Chase came into sight and it clicked in my head why Drakor pack rang a bell. They were the most powerful pack because of their Alpha. The rare he-wolf who stood before me now. A lycan. He stared down at me silently while I looked into his eyes. I should have been afraid but he had me intrigued. Everything about him left me captivated—from his warrior-like grace to his dangerously handsome features. The brows above his gorgeous amber eyes furrowed as he addressed my captors.

he continued, “but because I fought for you. With you. Beside you. And I will do so until my last breath.” Ivy stepped forward then, and the wolves hushed again. Jayden looked at her. “I cannot do this without you.” She smiled softly, holding Aelin a little tighter. “Then you’ll never have to.” He reached for her hand. And in front of every living soul in Silver More, Jayden pulled Ivy to his side—his equal, his Luna. “Let the world know,” he declared, “that Ivy More is Queen of the Lycans. And our daughter, Aelin, is the Moon’s Gift—born not of war, but of hope.”

I scowled at him, I hope he didn't take me for a fool because he would be making a big mistake. "That was werewolf heat, you've been mated with a lycan. When lycans go into heat, they nearly go mad and only the touch, smell, and taste of their mate can calm them done. My little rainstorm, if you don't stay with me, you're going to experience excruciating pain during heat." The laughter died in his voice and turned serious. I looked into his eyes to see if he was lying but he wasn't. I sighed resigned to my fate, " Let's go to our room then."

He then commanded his warriors to search beyond the territory to see if they can find anything, if they can catch any scent for them to trace the scent to its owner and through that, they can find the person that broke through the cell. Meanwhile, Alex and his men returned safely to the Lycan Pack with Rogan, having covered their scent to avoid detection. Emily, spotting Alex's return, rushed towards Rogan with open arms. She hugged him tightly, surprising him. "Emily, I... Are you a wolf?" Emily smiling, her eyes glowing with yellow intensity: "No, Rogan. I'm a lycan, a descendant of a mighty lineage. I'm sorry I don't inform you earlier." Emily showed his a puppy eyes.