Novel & Cerita The Lycan Prince's Gifted Mate

Luke said with a deep thick voice and growled. Prince Roy Havert was the Lycan prince of the Blackpool Pack. The Blackpool Pack ruled over all other packs. Prince Roy was only coming for an important ceremony that has always taken place on every full moon. Roy seemed to be the cold type of guy because of his cool face but yet unpredictable and dangerous.

-Jackson- The rain poured down on me, but I barely felt it. I pushed my body harder than ever. My wolf was clawing inside me, growling and pissed off. He would not be quiet these days. He was always grumbling and demanding I did more to get our mate back, to win her over. I wanted to. I wanted nothing more, but Daphne was no ordinary wolf. She was not even a wolf. Daphne was a lycan from a high-status family, and… she was engaged to someone else. It filled me with anger when I learned.

Her knowledge was a valuable asset, a potential advantage in the looming confrontation with the Alpha King. Alpha Zain listened intently, his mind calculating the possibilities. He weighed the risks and rewards of engaging in a battle that could shape the future of both packs. The idea of defeating the powerful Lycan King appealed to his ambitions, but he also recognized the dangers it entailed. After a moment of contemplation, Alpha Zain finally spoke. "Princess Sophie, your information is invaluable," he acknowledged. "If what you say is true and your insights can indeed help us defeat the Lycan King, then I am willing to reconsider your request."

“It must be the Lycan Prince’s…” “Of course it is,” another one hisses. “That explains her sudden strength.” “But how is that possible? It was just recently we learnt she became the Lycan Prince’s mate. When could this have happened?” “Their bond must have been completed.” The gossip spreads like wildfire, slipping past the clinic walls and seeping into the corridors, reaching the ears of every maid, every omega, every wolf with nothing better to do than whisper about the disgraced outcast.

"The wolf princes, yes. There's a low chance. The moon goddess has paired them with almost anyone. Betas included." "But the Lycan prince?" She lifted a brow. "That's pretty much impossible." "Dominant Lycans don't get mated to just anyone," she continued. "And technically speaking, why should they?" "We need that stability," Annabelle added calmly. "That hierarchy. That bloodline has to remain pristine. It's sacred." "Exactly," Mirabelle agreed. "The goddess is wise. She wouldn't pair the future leader of the shifter world with someone whose bloodline could weaken his offspring."

Goddess knows that if he had not been an elder of the council, he would be unrecognizable by now. “Your Majesty,” Elder Collins began. “Tracy is not just my niece but she is a strong and fit Lycan, a perfect match for the crown prince. Besides, everyone knows they've been together before now. The Prince has the right to decide to still keep his mate as..’

“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…”

they chuckled, their hands slapping and touching my backside. Despite my slender appearance, I possessed an attractive figure, boasting curves in all the right places. The guards grabbed the whip and began mercilessly flogging me as they forced me onward. Mocked and laughed at, I endured the lashes as they herded me towards the Slave Hunt. This place was a haven for rogue wolves destined for sale to the twin Lycan Kings. They were the wealthiest and most powerful Alphas around, true descendants of the Moon goddess. Their lycanthropy differed from others, standing taller and ten times stronger, resembling humans more closely.

They all have god-like features, like the moon goddess took an extra day to make them. “You’re pretty,” he says casually as he pulls away, like he is talking about the weather. “So, you won’t get mad when I tell you not to get all hung up on Darian.” “Why?” “He is the Lycan Prince. He has duties that he has to fulfil.” Adrian pulls himself off the wall. “And he is the coldest McAlister. All he knows how to do is ruin everything in his path.”

At first Eden was just in front of me but I paused to listen to a small pack talking about the Lycan king Arnou and Eden ended up ahead of me. "He's the youngest lycan king we've ever had and apparently he has no mate yet." A teenage girl said. She stood with her pack of friends close to the refreshment table. "I heard he came to look for his mate this time. Thats why I wore this forest green dress. It makes my tits look good and I heard he loves green" Her friend replied giggling. "Yeah I don't think it works like that, my pa told me lycans don't get fated mates, they are special in the