Novel & Cerita Traded To The Lycan King

The Orcs, the Elves, and the remaining Lycan packs had arrived at the Northern Pass to find their King and Luna wounded but victorious. As I slowly regained strength, I implemented the final decrees of my reign. The temporary titles became permanent. Harley officially became the General of the Lycan Army, answering directly to the Luna. Cassius was elevated to the status of Prime Advisor, bridging the political divide between the Lycan packs and the allied races. Adam, was now the Vampire King with whom I was friends with. And I, Cardan, the Destroyer, spent the next six months focused on two things: healing and rebuilding.

My heart pounds as I stand in front of Nickolas's bedroom door, a bowl of medicine in my hand. It's a strange turn of events—I'm the one who almost lost my life, yet it's Nickolas who now needs herbs to recover. Because of what he did, I'm almost fully healed, but I can’t say the same for him. Beatrice told me he sustained some injuries while he fought the lycans, and on top of that, he gave me his blood. Beatrice explained that his status as the king of lycans is the only thing keeping him from being bedridden. If he were an ordinary lycan, he would be fighting for his life right now.

"But not anymore. I am going to be happy this time around. I am going to make you proud, Grandpa. I will find that deed and use it to my advantage. I will ruin all of them. This is I swear to you." I was eager to know what was inside that deed that could be equivalent to the power of the Lycan King, but before that, I needed to meet him; The Lycan King, generally known by his dreadful name, KHOAS. The King of Darkness and Ruin, bathed in the blood of thousands of innocent lives he has taken.

He officially accepted Declan’s condition, and it was there and then they set a schedule for the inauguration of the treaty. The word spread. The announcement of Declan, the Lycan king from the Canine family engulfed the whole continent like a purge. Our pack’s alliance with the Lycans was made known, excluding the part where they had to give something as a present; me. Clad in a white long dress, I walked through the narrow pathway towards the man I was forced to be with. Declac Antonio. The Lycan King. The noxious man, who was said to be the strongest. The leader of all the Lycans.

Turning back to human form and looking to the king as he also realises that the advantage has changed. "They betrayed you" I yelled at the king. "The wolves you thought were coming to help you, have turned on you" the lycan king growls watching as his side becomes more outnumbered. "You were never meant to rule us, leave before your wiped out" I say, my voice refilling with power. He doesn't back down though, instead he growls again, his eyes black with rage.

“As of 11:49 AM, loan numbers 3463K979J, 7900395KO, and 80BG07908-9O have been transferred to the Inter-Species Federal Bank. Please contact your loan officer, Charles Blackwoods of the Lycan Clan Banks, for further information.” Slowly, I lifted my gaze to meet his eyes. There was no smugness on his face. He was watching me. I hung up, and a true sense of terror and helplessness filled me. I clenched my fist. The words from before rang in my ears. Every potential thing that could go wrong flashed through my mind. It was an exorbitant amount of money. He was a lycan, the lycan king. He couldn’t own the company or control the pack, but he effectually did. What was I going to do? What could I

He retorted once again, but I stood transfixed to a spot with my mouth hung wide agape. “Leave? That's all you intend to say? How shameless can you really be? You irritate me down to the core erebus.” I retorted, clenching my fists. I could feel my blood boiling at an insane range; it was killing me way too much to listen to whatever crappy words the bastard had said, but I had not expected him to yell at me for any reason. “Yes. Leave. Stop acting like we are lovers. I married you only because I need an excuse; you don't get to pass out orders for me, and it seems you have forgotten your place in this pack. I am the Lycan King , and you tried to steal from me!”

Grendel clenched his fists, frustrated with the Lycan King's view. "Nevertheless, what's done is done. If the people want the honor of the lycans restored in this way, so be it. Hopefully it's over and we can turn the page on this shameful episode. and embarrassing." Finished the Lycan King. Grendel bowed to Aric, hiding his displeasure at his remarks. "If you allow it my king, I will return to my chambers." The lycan king waved his hand in approval, then he too moved away from the window from which he observed Darkfire City, followed by his two bodyguards.

He was a god that everyone, including myself, feared, although few had ever seen him. He was half-shifted; his lower body was lycan, while his upper body was human. His piercing emerald green eyes locked onto mine, trapping me in a trance-like state with no escape. I was still screaming, but it felt like my head was underwater. Ethan kept approaching me until he was standing directly before me. Then, he pressed his thumb on my forehead, and the rest was a blur. It was pure darkness after that. I don’t remember what happened afterwards, but when I woke up, I was blind and captured. I was imprisoned in a dungeon owned by the Lycan King, and from then onwards, I was made a slave, the most maltr

At first Eden was just in front of me but I paused to listen to a small pack talking about the Lycan king Arnou and Eden ended up ahead of me. "He's the youngest lycan king we've ever had and apparently he has no mate yet." A teenage girl said. She stood with her pack of friends close to the refreshment table. "I heard he came to look for his mate this time. Thats why I wore this forest green dress. It makes my tits look good and I heard he loves green" Her friend replied giggling. "Yeah I don't think it works like that, my pa told me lycans don't get fated mates, they are special in the