The Secret Heirs Of The Lycan King の小説・ストーリー

The gavel came down. Belcalis stepped off the stage before the handler could reach her. She walked through the side curtain with her chin up and her steps steady and her heart doing something violent inside her ribs that she absolutely refused to acknowledge. Behind the curtain she heard two men talking — low, urgent. "Does he know what he just did?" "He always knows." "But she's just a girl. She has no idea who he is." "She will." Belcalis went still. "The Lycan King hasn't bought a companion in forty-three years. So why now?"

“But… how did you know it was mine?” Lea shared a quick glance with Marcus, and he nodded, encouraging her to continue. “The moment I saw it, I knew you weren’t just any Lycan. This necklace…” She gestured to it, her expression soft but serious. “It’s not just an ornament. It’s an heirloom. A symbol of your family’s legacy.” Marcus took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the necklace in my hand. “Your mother, Princess Anita, was the daughter of King Artemis—the true Lycan King.”

Damon said. “What? Are you sure about this, Damon? But I want to talk to him. I tried to tell him something.” “Leah, you don't need to. Uncle Hector didn't let him go out to pack. He needed fo to choose whether you or the throne. If he wanted the throne so badly, he needed to marry Anaya. That's the Lycan's condition.” Leah's heart was slowly stabbed with dozens of knives. She couldn't even appropriately breathe. Slowly, the tears she was trying to stop flowed down her cheeks. She closed her eyes when she remembered what Richelle had told her. She said that Amoux would be the Lycan King, which meant that Amoux accepted Anaya to become his Luna.

Kaiden inhaled a sharp breath and said, “Proceed.” “People say the Lycan King is a man that has lived for over a thousand years. Even after living for so many years, the moon goddess didn't bless him with a mate. So they say he attends every banquet even if he's uninterested only because he was in search of his mate.” Oliver said in one breath. “What if his mate is from our pack?”

Her blood wasn't all that necessary. "I might not even need hers." He murmured to himself as he swiftly rose to his feet. He nodded in realization. "The child is the master key. A Lycan from her father's side and a witch from her mother's." He laced his fingers behind his back. "I shall have both. The blood of a Lycan is even more potent than an ordinary werewolf." "Master?" "What is it?" Sebastian asked over his shoulder, his gaze still fixated on Cinnia's limp figure.

“Let me introduce you to King Alaric Anjou the Third. The King of all humans, werewolves, and magical creatures alike.” I nodded slowly, tracing the lines of the drawing. He looked so much like Lucien it made my skin crawl. “So he’s of French stock, too?” I asked, trying to keep my voice casual while admiring the picture. “Is that all you have to say?” Vivienne asked, her tone dripping with disappointment. “What did you want me to say?” I shot back. “I don't know—show that you're impressed! I just found out that the entity inside of you slept with the Lycan King himself. I cracked the code, Seraphina!” She threw her hands up in the air as if she had just won a marathon.

"Why do you want to marry me? I think you already know about our family history. My parents were slaves and used your gold to buy their freedom." He straightened his back and lifted his chin. He looked regal and authoritative. "I am the Lycan King. I can have everything I want. Women. Gold. Treasure. Power. Name it. Everything that you can think of." "I don't think so. You will never have my heart." He stared at me for a long time as if I said something wrong and then said, "I don't need your heart. I need someone who will stand as my queen." "How about your wives? You have a lot of them."

For all I know she could be screwing one of the other Alphas that graces her bed constantly. She is such an insatiable whore! But I waited anyway, I need to get this over with, this is my only chance to steal that scroll and find out why the lycan king has been hiding it from is all along. I got a text from Leroy, he informed me that the king has left the meeting and he is now heading to the basement. I don’t know where Beverly is, but I can’t wait much longer, I don’t have more time to spare. I want to witness what is going on in there, and at the same time I want to steal that scroll and get it out of the that basement.

They have been growing more and more over the years, recruiting new members. I have been meaning to call a meeting of the council of Lycan kings, which I was their leader. The council is made up twelve Lycan kings, representing the twelve wolf kingdoms. But with my protection pearl going missing and bringing of Vee into my pack, I have been pretty much occupied. Now Vico is sending his men into my lands, I had to nip this shit in the bud soon or I might have another war with half breeds on my hand. “Maybe they know she is a half breed,” that had to be why they wanted her.

"The frequency changed. Something new in it. I didn't allow myself to name it until I was certain." She looked at him for a long moment. "And now you're certain." "Yes," he said. The wind moved between them, cold and unhurried. "So this is the part," she said carefully, "where the Lycan King informs me of his intentions regarding his heirs." "Kia,"