The Lycans Kings Mate Novels & Stories

~Astrid~ I felt something calling me, i didn’t know what it was that kept calling me but then i didn’t know what it was but i knew that the feeling was one that i couldn’t describe. “Oh my, did you see the Lycan King Dante? He looks like a statue that the moon goddess made herself.” “He doesn’t look like what we heard in stories as children, they said that Lycans were beasts that were merciless and ruthless but then he didn't look anything like that.”

She said, looking him in the eyes. His heart stopped as he wasn’t sure what she had decided to do. She had kept that from him. She hadn’t told him that he was right on them being mates, even though she had known since her birthday. The silence was deafening as Alexander waited for her to speak. When she did, what she said made his mouth about hit the floor. “I, Symphony Marie Greywood of Grey Moon Pack, hybrid of a Kolana/Mattra Wolf, accept you, Alexander David Silverstone King of the Lycans as my mate and king” Symphony said as she felt the bond between them grow stronger with every syllable she spoke.

I was placed on a bed and the man turned his back on me and started walking away. I thought he was going to close the door before coming back to me. I wasn't a fool. I knew why I was here. After hearing the man I didn't get to see refer to him as your majesty, I knew I was doomed. I was a slave to the notorious mateless Lycan King. Rumour has it that he's ruthless and a womaniser. He takes female wolves or Lycans as his sex slaves and discards them when he's bored.

One I didn’t even know I had. I wanted him to go on but then he broke the kiss way too soon leaving me breathless and starving for more. He looked me in the eyes, his red orbs still glowing. “Let me reintroduce myself. I am Lucian Moonstone, The lycan king of the Bloodmoon pack; one of the deadliest packs in the world and you Tessa Howling, is my mate.”

"Matilda, ain't you getting ahead of yourself? You're not my mate… we are just fuck buddies and nothing more." "Are you being serious right now? Lucas, it's been over three years and now you're just going to throw everything down the drain because Veronica has chosen you as her mate and you're going to be the next Lycan king of the Nightshade Pack," Matilda scoffed, eyeing me narrowly. "Matilda you are—"

Ana said. " That's tough!!!!,So he has been all alone,No friends ??? No family?? No Mate ??" I asked and Ana burst in laughter. " Mate ????? The Lycan King has been cursed by the moon goddess after executing someone innocent,He would die alone, With no mate" Ana explained. " No mate ???? You did mention that he had a Betrothed, Isn't she his mate ???" I asked and Ana had a little moment of laughter before she continued.

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.

The King of the Lycans, who was currently laying draped in the finest silk, his partner from last night still asleep beside him. Darach King, the only beast who doesn't care about his mate or kingdom. He's their Alpha King but they called him 'Mad King' and indeed he was madder than any other living Lycan. Darach was as old as the dirt and living so long without a mate had pushed him towards madness.

A lot of destruction has already been caused and they don't want to cause it further. Lycan King taps his shoes on the floor, waiting for his mate to step down and bring her to his house so he can finally claim her. He could have done the same thing back at his house in the afternoon, but he didn't because he wanted to take her with him in front of her parents to show her that she now has no one to look to except him and that now she has no nowhere to run.

He asked casually, ignoring the man's jab. "Because she knows him!" Milan seemed to think on it, looking at his nails to flick off an insect that just perched there. "Well, as the Lycan King of this Kingdom, I beg to differ. I can't l_" "What!" They all screamed. "You are the Lycan King?" The scrawny man surged forward, then his eyes grew in their sockets as he pointed deadly at Milan turned to his followers, and shouted. "He is the man we seek. Get him!"