The Lycans Mate Novels & Stories

“The Lycan’s mate.” I trembled harder and Justin halted. He didn’t care when the book mentioned killing him but the second it talked about me, he took a moment and paused, eyeing the blue magic light in pondering bewilderment. “What about the Lycan’s mate?” Justin said in gruff exhale. “The Lycan’s mate is the key to everything! To ensure this horrible breed is whipped out for good. The Lycan is hard to kill, but his mate will end the line of Lycan’s for all to come! She is the one who must die and—”

he reasoned making me realize that he must have been unconsciously listening to me. “But that was because I thought you were a real wolf. I wanted a pet not a mate,” I said trying to make him understand my mind. He sulked and slouched listening to my words and I almost felt bad for him. It was already bad that he was separated from his family and now that he found his mate he was rejected. I have heard that to Lycans, their mates are of the utmost importance and they say that their lives depend on each other but I don’t think I could ever fulfill a role this big.

~ Lucian ~ When we got closer to the palace, I realized that the people who had left before had arrived again. Bernard must have sent some of his people to summon them. Deep down, I wanted to break free and teach him a lesson, but somehow, I felt extremely weak. I was a Lycan, why wouldn’t I summon the wolf in me? While tied to the church, I tried too hard to reach that locked-up power inside of me, but it was so hard, I couldn’t even brush the surface.

Buried beneath Neal’s claim, and the moment she rejected him… It awakened, a mate bond so sweet. My chest tightened as the new connection pulsed once beneath my skin. Stronger. Clearer. Alive. And through it I felt her. Faint. Weak. But there. My lycan roared to life inside me. “She’s calling me.” Russ stared. “Aleric…” But I was already moving. Every instinct in my body had locked onto the direction the bond pulled me toward like a compass finding true north. My vision darkened with fury. “He has my mate,” I growled. Russ’s expression hardened instantly.

She said, covering me up with duvet. Submitting to her, I laid back on the bed with my head titled upward. “Mate” the word rang in my skull. There was a great fright that was accompanied with trembling in my body. It was hard for me to take in the huge discovery into my dead skull. Never expecting a Lycan to be my mate, take- more of a royal wolf. The moon goddess has succeeded in ruining my life I’m doomed. Was I cursed? Maybe I was birth out of wedlock, cause I found it hard to understand how grievous things keeps happening to me.

"Dad, where are you taking her to?" Angela asked her father as she got up from where she was sitting. "To the pack's council," her father replied, his voice firm and unyielding. Angela's eyes widened in alarm as she realized the severity of the situation. "But dad, they could kill her for that," she said, her voice trembling with concern. "Getting pregnant before having a mate, especially before the mating ceremony, is an abomination. And such a person will be stoned to death or taken to the forest and tied up for a rogue to eat her up."

I said. "True. But the one thing I know for sure is that if Cyrus ever meets his real fated mate then there is no other power strong enough to keep a Lycan away. Whatever curse she put on him will be shattered instantly. It's not like with werewolves. Lycans' mate bonds are way more powerful and they are very rare," Lowell explained. "I see," I said. I looked at him and I felt a sudden curiosity. "So? Have you found your fated mate yet?" I asked Lowell and I noticed that he seemed to be blushing beneath all that fur and those scars.

But what he didn't know was that Darach didn't have any mate to make proud. When a Lycan's other half borns he can feel it deep in his bones that someone's there for him to protect and provide. Like every lycan Darach felt when she was born. Like a lovesick puppy, he went to an Oracle. It's hard to find one and they are bat shit crazy but he found one only for her to tell Darach that his mate's death. Dead before he had a chance to know her. . . I'm blessed that I didn't meet her before she died. Because in my kind once a lycan meets his soulmate he's bound to her. He can't bed another because his beast won't let him get hard for anyone other than his mate just like Connor...

Liza expressed with fervor. "Lizaaa! You know what I went through....so how can you even say that?" Ulayah turned away from her sister. "Sissy....im not tryna be mean.....just realistic. And believe me, those two fella's will not hurt you. Lycan mates live to find their destined ones and once they do ....they cherish them completely.

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