Lycan King Joaquin

Adam Joaquin Gonzalez is an actor, model, weapons expert, stuntperson, and activist for wild horses and works on the rodeo circuit. Joaquin inspires my leading male persona into being a loving, strong, and passionate character. Thank you for honoring me with your amazing profile on my cover and being my friend, my loving beast, and Lycan King Joaquin. **** Two-hundred-year-old Lycan King Joaquin returned to his kingdom in Texas from Mount Olympus after battling the Demon Lucius with the Gods and other Alphas. He has been thinking about his mate and has concluded that he’ll be alone for the rest of his life and without an heir to his kingdom, Kinghaven. Bryon his Beta, suggested he pick a she-wolf from his kingdom to be his Queen. Joaquin explained to him even if he chose a she-wolf to spend the rest of his life with, he couldn’t mark her or have a pup. Because if he marked anyone that the Moon goddess didn’t design for him, she would die horribly. His bite would cause infection to spread through her entire body, and she would be in pain because there wasn’t a cure. And he can only impregnate his true mate. Joaquin made it clear he doesn’t want to spend eternity with a woman that isn’t truly his. Joaquin looked out the window at his kingdom. “What good is it for me to rule a kingdom? When don’t I have a queen to rule beside me?” “You’re feeling sorry for yourself, my friend, we can have. We’re going to some bars for drinks tonight and dancing with pretty she-wolves, witches, or vampires. Hell, I don’t discriminate. Who knows your mate might be there.” Byron pats his shoulder and hears a low growl. “I don’t know. But then I could use a few drinks.” He’s looking at Bryon “I said a few drinks and maybe a dance or two. “Joaquin pointed at him, “Don’t you dare think about setting me up. You know how I feel about that.” “Got it.” Bryon chuckles as he leaves the room. Joaquin looked at him, “I heard that damn snickering." Bryon kept walking, thinking, “Man, tonight is going to be one hell of a night.” He sits down frowning, “We haven’t had any rogue attacks in years. Why do I feel as if someone's getting an itch to be foolish to try their damnedest to test me.” Joaquin put his feet on the desk. " Let the bastards come. I'm always ready for a fight." **** Five rogues are sitting in a room in the back of a bar playing their weekly poker game and drinking. And every week Lycan King Joaquin Gonzalez is the main topic. “Man, have you lost your damn mind? That bullshit you’re talking about is bad mojo and bad for our health. Let me get this s**t straight.” He points to Apex, the owner of the bar. "You want us to join our men together to attack and attack the damn castle where the most merciless asshole lives.” “Merciless? Don’t you mean ruthless?” Blink looks at him confused. Crocell shakes his head. “Are you sure you want to fight with his dumb ass? Merciless and ruthless mean the same damn thing.” “Son of a b***h,” Blink hits the table and stands up and pushes his sleeves up. “You’re barking up the wrong tree.” Crocell picked his beer up. “Man, you know Apex doesn’t allow fighting. So sit your ass down and play cards." Blink might not be the brightest, but he and his men are some great fighters.” Apex’s thinking. He raises his hands," Alright you two". We’re supposed to fight Joaquin, not each other.” A man enters the room and leans down into Apex’s ear. Apex smirks, “Well now you don’t say. Fellas, it seems the great one himself, had entered the building. Shall we make an appearance to see what he and Beta Bryon are up to?” Most of the women are staring at Joaquin and Bryon the moment they enter the bar. All want to be one of the handsome men's mates or lovers. Joaquin is 6’1”, has brown eyes, and has skin that is gold bronze. Because he’s mixed with Cherokee, Comanche, Choctaw, Cantonese, Mandarin Chinese on his mother's side and Spanish and Aztec Mexican on his father's side. His mother was a great Alpha and his father was a great Lycan King. Bryon is 5’10”, with dark brown eyes, and has a light bronze skin complexion. He's of Apache and Yaqui descent. His father was Joaquin’s father’s Beta and both parents retired the same day. The Lycan King and Beta sit at a table and order a bottle of twenty-three-year-old Pappy Van Sinkle Reserve Bourbon. Bryon looked around the bar at the women. “Nothing new, the same old ones we have turned down several times.” “What were you expecting? I’ve always told your ass these women are trouble. Look at the lust in their damn eyes. They should be out there looking for their damn mate instead of a man to pick up for a short-term relationship or one night. That’s why I warned you a long time ago to wait for your mate. It will cause less confusion in the long run. Joaquin opens the bottle of whiskey. “They're not the only ones whose attention we caught.” Bryon, looking at the five men walking out of the door and over to the bar. “Yea, I smelt Apex foul ass the second we entered into neutral territory. “I can’t believe we once considered him our friend. His ass is one lucky jerk. If I had my gifts at that time to know when someone was lying and deceiving, he wouldn't be sitting over there looking the Grinch.” Joaquin looks at the men. “Jealousy and f*****g greed will kill a friendship quicker than anything.” Exu drinks a few sips of his beer. “Damn too bad we’re in neutral territory.” “True, but they won’t be in neutral territory on the way home.” Vex looks at Bryon. “I've never liked his cocky ass. It's hard to believe he and I are related, " he chuckles. "In case you all don't know, I'm the black sheep of the family." “Cocky. Which one are you speaking about? They’re both cocky as hell.” Blink winks at a woman walking past him. She sticks her middle finger up at him. Apex smirks, "If you're serious about killing my two ex-friends tonight, count me in." Crocell motions to two blonde she-wolves that travel with him sometimes to go over to Joaquin and Bryon's table. The two women dance their way to the table and reach for the chairs to sit down. Joaquin gave them a stern look. "If either of you places your nasty tails in those chairs I'll rip your f*****g heads off. This may be neutral territory, but this is my kingdom. Go back over there and tell your friend Crocell that his little seduction game doesn't work on Bryon and me. Now scat." The two women quickly return to the bar, shaking their heads at Crocell. He rolls his eyes at Joaquin and Bryon. “Bastards. I handed them two beautiful women and looked at what they did. Send them away." Apex laughs, “ Old buddy, I could have told you that wouldn’t work. When it comes to women, Joaquin is blind. Bryon is a little different but very secretive and particular about the women he sleeps with. Also, none of the women speak one dame word about it and neither does he.” Vex looks down at the two women, "I don't see a damn thing beautiful about them. I would have sent them packing also." "No class." Blinks looks at the women, "so would I." He looks at Crocell. "But your ass has slept with them." Apex knew where that conversation was headed, and he didn't want attention. He turned to face the bar. "Stop drawing attention to us. Knowing Joaquin, he's already in our damn thoughts. That's one damn power that will get his ass killed."