Traded To The Lycan King Mg Watson Novels & Stories

he started, voice breaking, hot with anger, and protectiveness. Jesse’s gaze cut him off. “Both of you…. Bow down.” Immediately… both of them dropped, trembling, and shaking. I could hear their hearts pounding in my ears. And then… He snapped his fingers. And his violet eyes immediately became pure silver. Those eyes! This color of eyes only… Only belonged to the Lycan King. I froze. My mouth went dry. Ryan and Aria shook violently. “You! Y-Your… Majesty…” they stammered.

I am not that tired, but I know my men require some sleep to regain their composure. West Wood pack is so small compared to my kingdom. My name is King Morris of the Lycan Kingdom. My men and I are from war where we have acquired all the packs that didn't comply with us, and now we are out here protecting them from a rogue Lycan. Actually, the rogue is my brother Damon, since he couldn't be the successor of the throne after my father died.

For a second, just a second, there is a shimmer under my skin, faint and silver, and then it’s gone so fast I think I imagined it. I’m tired. I’m imagining things. I get up and start walking back. ♦︎ The weeks that follow are the greyest of my life. The pack talks. They always talk, but now they have material. The Lycan King rejected the curse-born at the Mating Ceremony not even a real rejection, they say, because you can only be properly rejected by a mate who considers you worth rejecting, and clearly, I was not. My aunt’s satisfaction is quiet and thorough. She doesn’t say anything outright. She doesn’t have to.

Stronger than any wolf I’d ever fought. But I wasn’t a wolf anymore. I was Lycan. Moon-blessed. Mate to a 300-year-old Lycan King. Mother to a Lycan prince. Carrying a Lycan princess. I slammed him into the ground and pinned him, claws at his throat, teeth bared at his jugular. “Yield,” I snarled, Lycan voice rumbling from my chest. He bucked under me, trying to throw me off. “Never! You’re mine!”

I regarded him coldly. “Who the hell are you?" He cocked his head, obviously amused by ‘whatever I couldn't place my fingers on.’ “I'm Luciano, the Lycan king of Moon pack, and your fated mate!" I had barely processed his words when his arms possessively wrapped around my waist as he lowered his lips to mine. “If you want to be kissed so badly, I should be the right person for that,” he said and before I could reply, he took my lips in a hungry but painful kiss.

This is definitely the most correct decision you have ever made. "Are you all crazy?" My father whispered angrily, "Do you think the Prince of Lyon will give up his partner?" Leon Logan is the one cursed by the witch, and only a mate can save him! Wherever we hid, the Prince of Lyons would send after us. Even the entire Moore family would be implicated! I ask you two women to think carefully about the consequences before deciding!"

And that white wolf had just been given a second chance mate. The undefeated Lycan King himself. Nothing would ever be the same after today.

Her existence was a significant event. A heavy silence lingered between us, punctuated only by the drip of water somewhere far down the corridor. Omar’s eyes swept over my face, perhaps searching for a sign of weakness, a moment of doubt I refused to grant him. “You really have all the luck, don’t you?” he added, the words soft but laced with the venom of a suppressed complaint. His smile was gone now, replaced by a naked, resentful calculation. “Your first mate made you a King, a position you’ve defended with a ruthless, almost terrifying efficiency. You’ve been untouchable. And now? Now this girl you found, this supposed human-born prophesied mate... she’s about to make you a Lycan, Raguel

She is such a fascinating human. “Yes,” I replied. “Please allow me to explain. Lycans are more like humans but possess divine power. We can just say we are humans blessed with the ability to transform into wolves anytime. We have packs instead of cities where a king governs each pack. Amongst all the kings, there is a supreme king called the lycan king, who rules over all the other kings with his supreme Luna.” “Wow! It sounds exciting but also a bit frightening,” she remarked with a sparkle in her eyes.

I bit my lips, recalling the event of last night and stride out of the chamber to go speak with the council. The council had been informed of my arrival and had gathered at the hall, I swung the doo open and stepped in while they all looked at me curiously. “Luna! You left the pack for three days without informing us the members of the pack of your disappearance and now we want want to know the new status of the Lycan king” “The previous Lycan King that went into extinct overdose Ricky with so much wolfsbane and now he is battling with his life, there was only one healer who was capable of curing him so I went in search of him”