The Lycans Mate Novels & Stories

She had asked how marriages worked out in Lycaronia and I was glad to tell her. "Well, there was a time in Lycanronia when mates and mate bonds were cherished above all else." She looked at me with genuine curiosity, "Mates and mate bonds? What are those?" I took a bite into one of her fruits— she had called it an apple, "In my world, Lycans are bound by something we call a mate bond. It's a deep, unbreakable connection between two souls. When two Lycans find their mates, they become inseparable, sharing a love and bond that transcends time."

After so many decades, she refused to send his mate to him. He thought of choosing his own mate just to be free from the loneliness but he couldn't. A lycan's mate was a sacred being in the lives of the lycans. It was one of the blessings of the moon goddess. Finding your one true mate was the happiest thing that could ever happen. Mates were like their second halves. Kendrick took a deep breath and let it out slowly. It was getting late. He had to return to his pack. He shifted and returned to the pack house.

I asked. “It’s what humans refer to as a soul mate, except we value it more. Our wolves identify their mate and then it is up to the human halves to accept each other. Once accepted, they may begin the mating. It starts with the eye-to-eye connection. There are literally tingles whenever the mates touch, which are also a sign. Next is the kiss that confirms everything. From there, the male marks the female by biting them where their neck and shoulder meets. Lastly, the two have to have sex to seal the bond. Their scents then become mixed to show other Lycans that they are mated. A mate is your better half, and most Lycans commit suicide if they lose their mates. Your mate was made to love yo

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."

It was as if every fiber of my being was drawn to him, and I honestly didn’t know why. Then, just as his hands moved to bandage me, he froze on the spot. I frowned in both confusion and pain. “What is it?” I asked him. Jeremy’s jaw clenched and his eyes darkened. He slowly straightened up. I saw the way his nostrils flared and I saw something flicker in his dark eyes, something....... dangerous? He locked eyes with me and started hard, as if he was searching for something. “Are you Lycan?” he asked me in a low voice that carried a sharp edge to it.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 2) The mate bond: In the Lycan//werewolf world, mates are for life. Each and everyone has a mate (a destined soulmate). A Lycan//werewolf might find its mate when he turns 16 years old. If not, it may take him forever. But whenever a Lycan//werewolf finds its own mate, they fall instantly, both in love. Rejecting your mate means rejecting your destiny, and as a result, it causes eternal misery for both males and females. A mate can be a werewolf, a Lycan, or a human. Accepting a mate's pull can be only by:

When two Lycans are in heat and in the middle of mating, they can smell nothing but their mate’s scent. It is one of the Lycans’ weaknesses—their awareness of their surroundings drops drastically. They become focused solely on mating, unable to think of anything else, as if only the two of them exist in the world. They no longer care about noise, danger, or anything beyond each other. This was why Lucas’s chest was pounding as he entered Amelia’s house. Even at the gate, he had already caught Lorcan’s scent—and not just that, but also the sweet scent of his chosen mate, Amelia.

He explained. I raised my brow. "Does it make any difference?" "A werewolf can get another mate if his mate died or if he's been rejected, but a lycan..." His eyes sparkled when he stared at me. Or was it my imagination? I blinked, gasping my breath. My heart was racing and I felt this jittery feeling inside my stomach. He smiled at me. "A lycan can only have one mate for the rest of his life." "Oh..." I coughed. "That's sweet...and romantic." I turned the other way.

Taking a steady breath, he leaned over the bathroom table but could still feel himself shifting. He has heard about this crazy part of the Lycans' mate bond and had thought it was a tad exaggerated. But right then, he understood why he had gotten side glances when he scoffed at the idea of a Lycan having a panic attack when another female scent that was not their mate’s got on them. Aside from the absolute devotion and loyalty between mates, Lycan absolutely hates having other female scents on them. It drives them nearly insane and feral. “Arric?” Eirika called from the door and he jerked his gaze in that direction. Her befuddled gaze caused him to look in the mirror, he had crushed the part

Werewolves can live years after the death of their mate but lycans immediately turn into mindless killing machines which is why killing a lycans mate is punishable by death, if they don't get to you first. That's why no one interfered with the lycan making a flying mess of the server. But in the situation where you are said lycan mate, what should you do?.... I don't know. Haven't really made a rule for that. I spot Arkan where he sits in front with the high Lords of the West, Astria by his side. His lips tilts as he watches the brutality before him. The savage smirk on his lips takes me back to the dark dream. The image of the monstrous version of him flits through my mind, causing a shiver