Novel & Cerita The Lycan Prince's Puppy Wattpad

she said, “the eldest prince disappeared. Then the younger one had to become the new heir. Wow, I’d forgotten all about that.” I nodded. “That’s pretty much the story.” “Okay, so Adan’s a Lycan. His father is the King. Now I know for sure that we could never be together.” I took a little pillow off the sofa and threw it at her. It bounced off her and she said, “Ow!” “I’m sorry,” I said, “but stop that! You could get him. I can totally see it.” She shook her head side to side dramatically, but then stopped and said, “Wait, really?”

I said against her lips, deftly replacing my finger with my cock. “Dane!” she cried. “But I want another taste of you first,” I said and latched my mouth to her left nipple. She arched her back and cried my name. “Saraya—” “Yes!” she moaned in pleasure. I leaned close to her ear and whispered, “I am the first generation of my kind. A full-blooded Lycan prince, offspring of Zeus and Selene–” Holding her hips, I dug my stiff cock deeper into her; she clung to me, clawing my back and drawing blood. I revelled in the ecstasy that surged through me.

Raymond replied. "Dude, can you leave all that funny shit and get your butt here, I really need you kiddo" His voice sounded tense. "Okay, I'll take the next available flight down there, I should be in the city by evening" Raymond answered. Caspian didn't wait for him to finish what he was saying as he hung up the call, he stepped into his cottage as he pulled off his clothes revealing a Lycan figure tattoo drawn on his black, his biceps complimenting his physique. His broad chest and tingling nipples made him look really like the King he was.

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.”

I was so desperate to save our pack that I decided to banish my mate. “I have no other motive to lie about this, Alpha. And even if you come to find Kylie, I have no right to her anymore because I’m not her mother,” her voice broke. “I’m just really scared that she will meet her real father, Alpha. In no time, Kylie will definitely be influenced by the evil and viciousness of the Lycan King himself,” Mila continued, sniffling. Every werewolf in this region was well aware of how the Lycan King worked. He’s untamed, with no remorse and pure violence.

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.

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. Refusing to give up the mate the Moon Goddess gave him, the son rebels against his father. The Lycan Prince renounces his position as Prince and completes the mating with his werewolf mate. The female Werewolf blessed the renounced Prince by conceiving and carrying twins, a strong Royal Lycan male pup and an equally strong Royal female werewolf pup.

asked the man who was called 'Master'. Everyone shook their heads slowly. They looked down at each other's feet, waiting for their Master to speak. "What is the name of the lycan nation?" Shut up. They all looked at each other, they forgot, or maybe they didn't know. However, one of them seemed to remember. "He... has brown hair. Oh sir, you should know that there's only one lycan herd here." "Where?" "Nordic Mountain, Master Vasilio."

Born as a free human but she was 8 when the war broke out, she lost her family to the hands of the monsters and since then she has become a slave to these predators. As she turned 18, it was time for her destiny to prevail, just like all the other boys and girls before her. Either she'd be sold in an auction as a pet to the highest bidder and only complete psychos attend such auctions or she would be sent to the breeding camp which was a living nightmare. But never in billions of years, she thought the Lycan King will buy her for his sons who hate humans to their cores. Little did she know, the King had bought her as the most important test for both the Princes because whoever kills her firs

A smile, Goddess help me, a *smile* on his face. And then he *jumped*. Small legs pushing off the stone, launching himself into empty air between two warring kings. Fifty feet to the ground below. "Daddy!" he giggled. Mid-air, his body *broke*. Bones cracking, reforming too fast. A flash of silver light so bright Kade stumbled back. A howl that wasn't a pup's, wasn't a wolf's. It was Lycan. Ancient. Pure. Royal. Where a five-year-old boy fell, a silver-white Lycan pup landed.